Kufan, who was shocked into a cold sweat, instantly lost his will to fight, he desperately avoided it, but he found that he could dodge Du Yueming, but he couldn't dodge the Mithril bullet, which was tracking!

The Mithril bullet finally hit Kufan, and it exploded with a bang, setting off a shocking burst of blood, and the terrifying high temperature of the explosion made a large amount of blood vaporize and dissipate instantly, and Kufan lost a large amount of blood, you can imagine the pain he endured.

Du Yueming temporarily stopped the pursuit, and there were no other contours in the real vision, which showed that the distance of that person should be kept outside the maximum sensing distance of the real vision.

Although the bullet fired was a high-grade Mithril bullet, Du Yueming felt that the bullet carried pure blood, which showed that the person who fired the bullet must be a blood clan. That cold shot, if it was aimed at itself...... I'm afraid it's also more auspicious. However, the person who fired this shot was obviously helping himself, which blood clan would help Du Yueming?

With his senses, Du Yueming traced the initial trajectory of the bullet and looked into the darkness.

"Is that you? He whispered to himself.

The blood qi collapsed, Kufan's figure was revealed, and at the last moment, he failed to block the blow with his weapon, but at the critical moment, he used a large amount of blood qi to compress and twist, forcibly deviating the Mithril bullet from the direction, and finally the Mithril bullet was shot through his shoulder. It's also fortunate that the Mithril bullet penetrated the past, otherwise the shrapnel of Mithril would have been more painful if it stayed in his body.

In the pierced blood hole, black plasma gushed out, and the wound left by pure Mithril made Kufan miserable, and he frowned, his pale face full of pain.

Du Yueming jumped forward with two shadows, he knew very well the importance of mending the knife, the blade of order slashed down, and at the same time, the two shadows, one black and one white, were also imitating Du Yueming's movements.

But at this moment, the extended tentacles suddenly tied up Ku Fan who was kneeling on the ground and pulled him over, Du Yueming's knife fell into the air, and Ku Fan escaped.

Eros and Nan Candle also distanced themselves, and she glanced in a certain direction, her eyes flickering, and she didn't know what she was thinking. In the end, she directly detonated a large number of thorns summoned by it, and escaped with Kufan in a bloody color.

At this time, Fang Delin, who was a kilometer away, loosened his fingers that had fallen on the trigger, and it seemed that he could not fire a second shot at Eros.

Leaving quickly, Fang Delin began to quickly disassemble the magic gun, and the mechanical alchemy workbench also contracted rapidly in the twisting of the gears.

In fact, Fang Delin's current strength is only worthy of reaching the rank 5 Marquis, and compared to those who were in the big battle, his blood qi is very weak.

It is precisely because of this that Ku Fan has the opportunity to distort the tracking trajectory of the bullet at the last moment, if Fang Delin is the strength of the rank 6 duke, then the shot just now will have a probability of more than seventy percent for Ku Fan to fall on the spot, and as for the remaining probability, it is at least a heavy hit.

The complicated machinery was finally all filled in the steam suitcase, the suitcase closed and locked automatically, Fang Delin lifted the suitcase, and before leaving, he took one last look at the direction where Du Yueming was.

Separated from the distant space, through the endless darkness, Fang Delin smiled and waved his hand lightly like a blessing, this process did not last long, and then he picked up the leather case and left without looking back. Some trajectories had begun to coincide, and although they had their own goals, he knew that they would meet again soon.

"Are you alright? Nan Zhu walked to Du Yueming's side and said. She was stained with blood, from the battle with Eros.

"I'm fine, what about you?" Du Yueming noticed the blood on Nan Candle's body, and he asked.

"It's fine, most of the blood on my body is from that vampire, it's disgusting. Nan Zhu put away the heavy abyss, she moved her body freely, and said.

"It's fine if you're okay. Du Yueming said.

"Was it your friend who just shot?" Nan Candle asked. Her previous attention was on the battle with Eros, and it was also a certain distance, so although she felt the shot, she didn't notice the blood attached to the bullet.

Du Yueming stared in a certain direction, as if he felt something, and his expression gradually became firm.

"Yes, he was my friend, a very important friend. He was convinced.

"Let's get out of here, the previous battle should cause quite a stir, and this place is no longer suitable for the night. With years of experience in the field, Nan Zhu is undoubtedly rich in experience, she proposed.

"Good. Du Yueming answered, and looked away from that direction.

The two stepped onto the Rosenkavalier again, the headlights of the locomotive turned on, illuminating the night, and the splendid steam motorcycle rushed to the horizon, unstoppable, until finally the point of light disappeared far from here.

It's a magical land, and in the barren wasteland, along some ridges, life is also born, and forests also appear.

In the middle of the night, Nan Zhu drove the Rose Knight into the forest, startling a flock of birds perched on the trees late at night.

This place is very safe, whether it is in Nan Candle's perception or in Du Yueming's true vision, no danger is found.

The Rosenkavalier finally stopped in front of the tranquil lake, where the blood moon sparkled in the reflection.

After several hours of driving, the blood and sweat stains on their bodies had already stuck to their clothes, and the two of them felt very uncomfortable, so they needed to do a very important thing here, that is, to take a bath.

Of course, the silk of heaven can be used to clean up the filth, but the two of them only wiped their faces with the silk of heaven.

After Nan Candle got out of the car, she took off her coat and hot pants directly, and the bandage wrapped around her chest was directly shattered by her, her movements were so fast that before Du Yueming could see anything clearly, Nan Candle had already jumped into the water, the splash was extremely cool, and a ripple was set off in the lake.

The brilliance of the blood moon was a little dim, and Du Yueming thought about it carefully, only to find that he had only roughly seen a little beautiful outline just now.

Du Yueming thought about it, and suddenly had a bold idea in his mind, if he had just used extraordinary perception to capture the picture, would he be able to see it clearly.

Nan Candle emerged from the surface of the lake, and she shook her wet hair, like a mermaid out of the water in the moonlight.

"Why don't you come down and wash it? I hate the smell of dark blood, which seems to me to be the filthiest thing in the world. Nan Zhu perfectly kept a certain position under the lake, no more, no less, she said to Du Yueming as she freshened up.

One thing to say, Nan Candle's ball control level is unique in the world.