The dark wind on the broken bridge blew ice and cold all over the body. The smell of blood was overwhelming. But at this moment - time seemed to have stopped, frozen between Qian Lao and Chuhe.
The gun body penetrated from the right chest. Due to the unparalleled force, the dark gun head broke into the body and penetrated out from the back. The scene was extremely bloody and cruel.
Tick tock.
Tick tock.
The blood-stained gun tip slowly dropped blood drops, dyeing the bridge beneath its feet red. And the gun tip was only a few centimeters away from the throat of the woman in white!
"Uh-"
Chu He's face drooped slightly, and his handsome face was as pale as paper. His black and white eyes became dim in an instant, as if he had lost his spirit.
He is holding the sword in his left hand, and the right hand is holding the gun body that is pierced into his body——
That’s right!
If he hadn't exerted all his strength to hold the powerful gun body, the thunderous blow would have penetrated Chu He's body and pierced the throat of the woman in white.
He is worthy of being one of the four great killer gods of the Shenhui, and his strength is truly unparalleled.
"snort!"
The old gunman holding the gun in one hand was tall and tall, and his posture was full of the style of a master. He wrapped one hand around the gun body, staring coldly and arrogantly at the dying Chu He. He said in a hoarse voice: "Ghost judge? But the lieutenant general is my gun."
Down with the dead souls!"
The second brother couldn't beat him. The fourth brother died at the hands of Chu He. But he - pierced Chu He's body with a gun. If he hadn't grasped the gun body at the critical moment, even the woman in white would have been killed on the spot.
Gun Lao was very satisfied with his stunning blow. It even diluted the sadness caused by the death of the fourth child.
At this moment, he felt that he was the master standing at the top of the world. The legendary - the world-breaking strong man!
What is breaking the world?
Extraordinary. Looking down at the creatures!
call--
A melodious breath came from Chu He's lips. Just when Gun Lao was about to pull out his spear and give the two ignorant men and women a final blow, he found that the gun body was as solid as iron and could not move at all.
The gunman raised his eyebrows, his arms surged in strength, they all grabbed the spear and pulled hard!
Huh?
He still couldn't pull out the spear that had been with him for nearly twenty years. Dangerous thoughts came to Mr. Qian's mind involuntarily. And the one who gave him this danger was Chu He!
The young man lowered his head, and there was blood coming out of his chest, but it was impossible to distinguish his expression. But Gun Lao knew that it was this young but amazingly powerful Chu He who restrained the gun body, making him unable to move.
Giggle.
Chu He slowly raised his head. His pale face was pale and silent. He pursed his lips, raised his sword eyebrows slightly, opened his thin lips, and said in a hoarse and cold voice: "Can't you pull it out?"
The gunman couldn't help but feel angry. He was still so arrogant when he was about to die. He couldn't help but turn his wrist and wanted to forcefully pull out the spear.
Buzz!
The Chu River moved.
He shook his left hand as if he was suffocating a second ago, and the Bai Ling that fell quietly in the palm of his hand seemed to feel the overwhelming murderous intention of Chu He. With a long roar, it spun around the gun body. In an instant, white light burst out, and the white silk that fell out of the palm of his hand
Ling Wan seemed to come to life. It was as if she had a pair of sharp eyes, and she slashed straight at Gun Lao without any need for human control!
bite!
The gunman raised his gun to block it, but he took off the gun and retreated in a panic. His expression suddenly changed. And the Bai Ling also fell steadily to the ground after being blocked, shaking violently.
"I'll help you!"
Chu He then pulled it out with his backhand, and the pitch-black spear escaped violently amid the bloody storm. It spun around in Chu He's hands and pointed directly at Mr. Gun.
"Give it back to you!"
The arm was filled with extraordinary strength, and with a precise throw, the black spear roared away like a black dragon under the bright moonlight.
Whoosh!
The wind was fierce, and the old gunman standing on one side had his eyebrows twisted and his arms trembling slightly.
The gun came so fast that he couldn't dodge. If there was nowhere to escape, there was only one way - catch the gun!
If he can't catch it, he will die.
If caught, the man and woman will definitely not survive!
Life and death hang on a thread. The old gunman is ready to risk his life!
With his feet clasped to the ground like iron nails, Qian Lao suddenly raised his breath and his waist tightened instantly.
All the actions were completed in an instant, but the black gun that had been following him for many years was already close at hand.
Take action.
Snap.
His arm rested steadily on the gun body, and his body quickly retreated at this moment, for fear that the too long gun body would pierce his heart. But just when he was lucky enough to catch the gun body accurately, the gun he held tightly in his hand
She was not choked by him at all. But——
Whoosh!
The unparalleled power spread from the gun body into the palm of his hand, and then spread throughout his body. His arms trembled in an instant. He tried his best to contain the gun body's attack. But the gun body did not obey his control at all, just like a shot from a full bow.
The bow and arrow scraped through his palm with a sizzling sound and pierced into his body.
Phew!
Keng!
The spear penetrated his body and flew towards the bridge pier with scarlet blood.
Keng!
He was nailed to the bridge with a gun!
What a terrifying power!
Even though he was seriously wounded, he could still deliver a fatal blow. Who is this young man?
The third commander's pupils shrank suddenly and he shouted: "Retreat!"
Whoosh.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
The masters of the God's Punishment Group, whose livers and gallbladders were already torn apart, did not dare to delay, and fled into the darkness one after another. They left the man and woman covered in blood on the broken bridge.
"cough--"
Blood gushed out of Chu He's mouth and he coughed violently. The woman in white stepped forward to help the crumbling Chu He, a trace of worry flashed across her cold cheeks, and said, "How are you?"
"You can't die." Chu He's face was as white as paper, and it was as if he could see the capillaries under the skin. The corners of his lips were full of blood. He pursed his lips gently and said, "What is your relationship with Xia He?"
"She is my sister." The woman in white said calmly.
"Sure enough." Chu He closed his eyes slightly and uttered the last sentence: "It's so similar..."
He tilted his head and lay in the woman's arms.
Soft. With a cool fragrance.
"Chuhe!"
Chu He fainted on his front legs, and Xia He rushed over on his back legs. Followed by the bandaged little Loli, he quickly ran up the broken bridge.
"master!"
Little Loli's big eyes were full of joy. When she saw Chu He with a bloody hole in his chest, she couldn't help but worry: "Master, what's wrong with him?"
"Send him away."
"Yes, Master!"
Little Loli caught Chu He and actually ran towards the car with him on her back. Because of the severe bumps, Chu He, who was in a coma, vomited a few mouthfuls of blood.
Xia He wanted to follow the little Lolita to take Chu He to the hospital, but he was involuntarily attracted by the face of the woman in white.
who is she?
Why do you think so about what you look like?
Xia He gently stared at the woman in white, his body trembling slightly, and hesitantly asked: "What is your name?"
"Xia Wushuang." The woman in white took back the white silk and picked up Chu He's bone sword, saying calmly.
"Xia Wushuang?" Xia He frowned slightly and asked in disbelief. "You and I -"
"Your sister." Xia Wushuang walked under the bridge. "Send him to the hospital quickly. Otherwise, he will die."
Xia He was shocked by the sudden appearance of a woman who looked at least 90% similar to him. Seeing that she was about to leave, he couldn't help but ask, "Where are you going?"
"It has nothing to do with you." The woman in white strode away.
"I can't drive!" Xia He caught up and said anxiously, "Can you drive him to the hospital?"
There is no better reason to keep this 'sister'. Xia He is extremely confused, but she knows that the first urgent thing now is to send Chu He to the hospital. Otherwise, this man who broke into her heart will really
die!
Xia Wushuang slowly turned her head, her cold eyes full of anger. But without saying a word, she grabbed Xia He's wrist and ran towards the little Lolita.
…
Chu He was seriously injured.
The gun barrel pierced his chest. Fortunately, it was the right chest. If it had been in the heart, he could have been pronounced dead without going to the hospital.
He was lucky, the gun tip only pierced his sternum. As long as he recovered properly, there would not be many sequelae. After Chu He was sent to the ward to rest, Xia He sat alone in the corridor waiting for Huo'er to receive treatment.
Originally, Huo'er didn't want to go to the hospital.
But her injuries were also very serious. At Xia He's forced request, she was thrown into the hospital and re-bandaged. As for the woman in white who was also injured - she did not have the ability to send her to the hospital.
Just touching her eyes made Xia He feel hairy all over his body. A cold breath unconsciously rose from the bottom of his heart.
She——didn’t she say she was her sister?
Why do you treat yourself so coldly?
Huo'er called her master, so - she asked Huo'er to protect her?
What is the relationship between Chuhe and her?
Xia He's mind was filled with all kinds of information, and he couldn't help but hold his head and shake it.
"Confused?"
A cold and calm voice suddenly sounded in his ears. Xia He suddenly raised his head, only to see the woman in white standing quietly beside him. She glanced at him indifferently.
"Can you tell me everything?" Xia He hesitated for a long time and finally summoned the courage to ask.
A subtle look flashed across the cold eyes of the woman in white. She turned around and walked outside: "Follow me."
