Pain will never disappear, the pain that cannot be felt, the pain that seems to go away because of someone, the pain that seems to just sting.

I am the one who is hurt, but I am not the only one who suffers.

——Yun Luoyan

The collision of fire, the interplay of flames.

Amidst the hail of bullets, Jiuyi with a ferocious face was running left and right skillfully, and Yun Luoyan with a cold face had already pulled out the Miao Changdao that had been inserted into the ground.

Cross fire, retract the knife, charge forward, and lock the sight.

"Fire"'s blue prosthetic eyes listed simple but deadly data.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!..."

The petite body is perfectly shielded by the arm cannon, and the impact from it is gradually increasing.

Blood splashes jumped out from the shoulders and exposed skin, reaching a distance of less than five meters, which also meant a dense flow of bullets.

But Yun Luoyan could not feel the piercing pain.

"Goo!"

The arm cannon swept across, and its master directly swept away the sickle lying in front of the two of them. Yun Luoyan's eyes were clear, and the monster-like ability to resist pain made Jiuyi regain a sense of consciousness at this moment.

"Monster...hey..."

The heated barrel broke the body, and Ling Ran's black blade had already pierced Jiu Yi's throat.

But above Yun Luoyan's head, the sharp blade turned into a sickle and pierced her neck diagonally.

The target of life-for-life is Yun Luoyan’s nape!

"!"

"when!"

Miao Changdao, which stabbed Jiuyi's throat, was unable to move automatically. He forcefully and quickly turned himself into a reverse-grip posture with his left hand. An invisible link lifted up Yun Luoyan's left arm. The original attack of exchanging lives was completely changed.

For the sake of one's own "life-saving" defense.

In front of the back of the neck, the trembling sharp blade was only one centimeter away.

"Ha ha……!"

"Click!"

Jiuyi's laughter stopped abruptly in front of the cannon hole. Miao Changdao's right arm, which reacted almost at the same time, had pulled back the arm cannon in machine gun mode and aimed it at Jiuyi's wide-open mouth in an almost resisting manner.

chest.

"You damn...(foreign language)"

"Da da da da da..."

The continuous tongues of fire pierced forward at close range. Although it only lasted for two seconds, it was enough to smash the human body into a sieve.

"Well……"

"Bang! Plop!"

The exhausted body knelt directly in front of Yun Luoyan, her blue prosthetic eyes burning in her eyes. Yun Luoyan turned the Miao Changdao in her left hand to a forehand position with two fingers, lowered her head and stared deeply.

Take a look.

(This love is still too heavy.)

The arm cannon on his right arm pulled out a long stream of smoke. Yun Luoyan turned around and walked towards the wall where the sound of battle came from.

But after walking a few steps, Yun Luoyan suddenly knelt down weakly on the road.

Blood, bone-gnawing pain, and a surging feeling surged into his throat, and Yun Luoyan spat out a mouthful of blood.

In his hazy consciousness, the figure with its black wings cut off was falling towards the ground.

"Shuwen...! Uh-huh!!"

The pain of squeezing internal organs, the pain of broken bones, and the moment the figure in his consciousness fell, Yun Luoyan was stunned by the thousandth of the pain.

In a daze, Yun Luoyan saw the Miao Changdao in her hand. The beating blood lines were like a heartbeat. She "heard" Lin Shuwen's heartbeat a few minutes ago.

(This feeling is that Luo Yan is injured. Please, be sure! You must live!)

(Must be alive!)

That heart-rending cry was hidden under the impetuous appearance, and the pursuit after cutting off the little finger was not just a rush.

Hurry up, other rituals or fate or even revenge don't matter, as long as you hurry up! Hurry up and end this battle!

(I don’t want to lose anyone I love anymore!!!)

The pain gradually dissipated with the falling of tears. Yun Luoyan held the Miao Changdao made from part of the man's body. The pain from the gunshot wounds and burning on her body no longer mattered.

("Canon" means pattern, consisting of two parts that are constantly chasing each other to form a melody...)

("They chase each other, and then overlap each other in an almost fused manner. Although they are not perfectly unified, they are indistinguishable from each other.")

("Another one?")

("Well, because a certain melody always hides one's own selfishness.")

"You selfish, stinky man...!!!"

The "New Interpretation of "Canon"" from a few days ago flooded into Yun Luoyan's heart again. She clenched her back teeth, as if she was subconsciously holding on to the pain that was fading away like a tide.

Pain will not disappear. When a person cannot feel the pain, there must be another person who is enduring the pain for you.

He will smile, maybe calmly, and say something amidst your cheers:

"Good morning, you recovered a bit quickly~" (This sentence comes from the foreshadowing of Lin Shuwen's greetings after a break in Chapter 249.)

Yun Luoyan weakly held the handle of the knife tightly. Feeling pain for the first time was a reassuring feeling.

So the pain faded away and turned into a guilty heartache.

As the selfish man said:

"It's okay, compared to the heartache..." (This sentence also comes from Chapter 249)

The cries of pain echoed intermittently, but behind Yun Luoyan, the corpse that had been shot into a sieve was holding back his fingers.

She huddled in blood and climbed up in tatters. The lights on the second-floor dome were emitting an increasingly dazzling light.

Cracks covered the inside of the light.

"Hehehe..."

Yun Luoyan heard this evil laugh, and the Miao Changdao in her hand instantly pulled her body back and slashed backwards!

"when!!"

The monster that no longer looked human was wielding a scythe. The originally purely mechanical scythe blade was now covered with disgusting carrion parasites.

("Hey! Daemon! I don't want a flash dome.")

("Then what do you want.")

("Hahaha... you can let me go down to accompany him and pull a witness to the dome.")

("Does your sickle think so too?")

"Hiss, hiss..."

The smell of decay spurts out from the gaps in the scythe, and new carrion parasites are constantly seeping out of the gaps.

Yun Luoyan turned her body slightly and threw her right arm towards the waist of the monster in front of her. The arm cannon on it changed its shape, and the changing sharp parts directly increased the lethality of the arm cannon.

It's like a chainsaw with a rotating blade.

"Hiss!"

Three large back wounds were marked on "Jiuyi"'s body, but her expression at this time could not be seen on her face, which was covered by blood and hair.

"Click!"

The strength of the sickle blade gradually increased, forcing the blocking Miao Changdao down. Yun Luoyan's left prosthetic eye suddenly turned to the left, and the blue electronic light pulled out a beautiful but beautiful

Tiny threads.

The next second, the arm cannon originally pointed at "Jiu Yi"'s body suddenly turned towards the sickle blade.

"boom!!!"

"Sssssssss!!!"

The body was scorched with hot air rising up, and the left arm that had shrunk to the limit rebounded with force. Taking advantage of the moment when the force suppressing Miao Changdao suddenly weakened, the experienced Yun Luoyan tapped the trigger of the electromagnetic gun again.

The electrons in the magnetic field collided violently, and dazzling bright light spurted out under the blessing of high heat.

And out.

Finally, Yun Luoyan and "Jiu Yi" separated from each other under the impact of the continuous scorching wind.

Around the two of them, the ground full of bullet holes completely shattered and exploded. The sickle howling in the scorching wind desperately pulled at the body of "Jiu Yi", trying to chop Yun Luoyan's forehead again.
To be continued...