Yan Yin lay on the bed and slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was the gray-white ceiling and Ziyue's big watery eyes.

"What are you going to do?" Yan Yin was startled, he wanted to get up, but the sudden soreness in his arm caused his hand to slip and he fell on the bed again.

"Phew! What are you thinking! Ziyue stared at Yan Yin with wide eyes, "I'm thinking, how did your current strength torture and kill Hua Split?" ”

"I ...... too I don't know. Yan Yin put his hand on his forehead, and the feeling of fatigue in his brain made him not want to think about it.

"Ahem, okay, you only have 1350 dragon coins left." Ziyue picked up her little purple notebook and said.

"What! 1350！ Yan Yin sat up suddenly, ignoring the pain in his muscles, and cried out angrily.

"What is it called! You were lying there half-dead after you killed Hua Crack that day, if I hadn't happened to be in the conference room to help Lord Blood Dragon get some information, otherwise you would have been wasted a long time ago, anyway, I checked your muscles that day, and they were all ......" Ziyue pointed to Yanyin and said.

"That, 1,000 dragon coins......" Yan Yin pushed away Ziyue and pointed at his finger.

"It's the same as the one in the sleep pod, no, it's purer, otherwise you won't even be able to move now, huh? You're not looking at the right eye! Don't think about it! Ziyue saw a hint of despair in Yan Yin's eyes.

"You can't think about it! It's mine...... Shadow Fruit ......," Yan Yin said, clutching his hair hatefully.

"Shadowfruit? Oh yes, that is indeed a god-given fruit for you, but the 'Shadow Devouring' ability is temporarily gone, and there is no urgency for you for the time being. Ziyue looked at Yan Yin seriously and said.

"There are many monks and little porridge, not to mention my dragon coin ......" Yan Yin's eyes showed a hint of confusion.

"Uh......" Ziyue blinked helplessly.

Ziyue got up and was about to leave, when she suddenly remembered something.

"You'd better prepare a new weapon, the Moon Slash is no longer suitable for you who don't have 'Shadow Devouring' now."

Yan Yin was stunned for a moment, calculated carefully, and then looked at Ziyue with an extremely nervous expression.

"How much!"

"A thousand...... Dragon" Ziyue was taken aback by Yan Yin's expression at this time.

"Shadow...... Fruit ......" Yan Yin slumped on the bed, his eyes desperate

"Eh, it's not that exaggerated! Uh, it looks like you're going to order it, so I'll just help you book it, and go and talk to Lao Pu before the action of the Dark Beast Change. Ziyue opened the bedroom door, and her steps were stunned again.

"Tomorrow is the change of the dark beast, and I have no right to interfere with you if you win or lose the previous challenge, but, think about it yourself, what are the benefits of winning and what are the disadvantages of losing?"

Ziyue left this paragraph and left.

Yan Yin smiled bitterly.

"Do you think I want to? I didn't know that there was nothing good to be gained in this win. ”

Yan Yin got up slowly, his muscles aching and making it difficult for him to control his strength accurately.

Yan Yin finished getting dressed on the bed, and the moment he got out of bed and landed, his feet were weak and he half-knelt on the ground.

Yan Yin sighed, shook his head, and suddenly remembered that the only key to this house was in his hand, and it was impossible for the other eight generals and priests to get the key.

Purple moon, blood dragon, amazing, no wonder.

Yan Yin shook his head, changed into a white coat strangely, put on a hood, took out a small black instrument from the cabinet next to the bed and put it in his trouser pocket, took a white earphone next to it and attached it to the small black instrument and put it on his ear, and walked out slowly.

Although he loves black, this is the only set of clothes in the empty closet.

When you go out, there is a large lake at the door, which is the place where Yan Yin chooses to live.

The breeze blows towards the lakeside, stirring up a small wave of the lake, gently washing the sand and gravel along the lake.

There is a large grassland by the lake, and a city can only be seen at the end of the grassland with the memory of words.

Yan Yin slowly walked towards the place.

It's been a long time since he's walked so slowly, so leisurely, for a long time. Probably, soon. It's just that he feels that.

A figure scurried behind him.

Yan Yin didn't look at it, and continued to listen to the song, just looking at Yan Yin from the perspective of a human figure, and Yan Yin gradually became blurry until he disappeared.

"Ice Refraction"

The figure ignored the refraction and came behind Yan Yin.

"Metamorphosis, don't make trouble." Yan Yin said lightly.

The figure paused, and then the handsome face of the avatar appeared.

"Tsk, this outfit looks like a handsome 13-year-old boy......" Huasheng said as he tried to touch Yanyin's head, but the ice spikes stretched out silently, making him have to give up the idea.

"Hey, that's so cold, but you're so slow, how long will it take you to get to the 'Dark City'." The metamorphic oil cavity said in a smooth tone.

"The speed is just right." Yan Yin still said lightly.

"You! Okay, I'll go first. ”

The metamorphosis took the first step, and in an instant, the person turned into a wisp of afterimage and disappeared.

Yan Yin ignored all this, he looked at his right hand, and suddenly an ice hockey ball in his right hand changed and hovered in his palm.

"That day, Hua Crack's attack was extremely ferocious, and although I don't know what happened next, I should have defeated him, but if I didn't change anything, could I win?"

Yan Yin couldn't help but clench his right hand into a fist, and the ice ball in his hand turned into snowflakes and scattered.

"He has a weapon, a B-level mid-level 'Yellow Split Blade', and although I have an A-level upper-level 'Moon Slash', I can't use it. His ability is based on a knife, but he plays very well, I have the ice of wind and thunder, but the control is very poor, he has learned all the subjects in Dragon Island, but I have just entered the assassination department, I am inferior to him everywhere, but I inexplicably started a temper before the war, and it shouldn't be. ”

He held up a finger.

"I heard that the blood dragon can control the power of blood perfectly, and a drop of blood can instantly turn into a lifelike blood dragon flying at his fingertips, as if it has an independent life, and I ......"

The fingertip snowball was created out of thin air and began to transform into an ice lotus, but the ice lotus was lifeless, like a dead thing.

"If the blood dragon can, why can't I say it? Since you won't, you can only practice more. ”

"There is no way to take the assassination course, I can only take it once a year, but I can't complete all the subjects until I am 18 years old, and I have to give time to complete it."

"Then the last thing I want to think about is my weapon."

All sorts of ice objects switched between Yanyin's fingertips, and suddenly, something stopped changing at his fingertips.

An ice pistol.

"Guns?" Yanyin's pupils contracted slightly.

"No, bullets?"

The pistol on his fingertip turned into a bullet.

"The so-called bullet is composed of a cartridge case, a primer, a propellant, and a warhead. When fired, the firing pin of the gun hits the primer, causing the propellant to burn, producing a gas to push the warhead out. ”

Ice warheads, ice gun shells, ice primers, propellants?

No! The purpose of the propellant is to produce gas from a chemical reaction to push the warhead out, so the pressure generated by the gas is the focus, so what about the strongly compressed wind gas? Suppose that the lightning and ice attributes are mixed as the warhead, and the reinforced ice is used as the shell, and the primer originally had the effect of generating flames when firing and igniting the propellant quickly and reliably, but only the primer needs to be transformed into a pressure plate, so that the strongly compressed wind gas is compressed and then explodes, and the warhead is launched.

A hand slowly formed in his right hand, and the particular bullet was still slowly changing.

"It's changing so slowly! And ......" A trace of sweat appeared on Yanyin's forehead.

The transparent warhead appeared first, with blue stripes on it glowing slightly, then a transparent ice shell, followed by a primer, and finally a strongly compressed wind attribute, through the shell, Yan Yin seemed to see a whirlwind rotating inside.

The left hand slowly conjured up an ice pistol again.

"The internal structure of the pistol will also affect its power, and I don't have much research, so let's take the most familiar 37 first."

Yanyin expertly loaded, loaded, and struck a standard design pose.

"I hope it doesn't blow up." Yan Yin took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled.

Yan Yin slowly pulled the trigger.

"Bang~"

Although the bullet was only 9mm, its recoil caught Yan Yin unexpectedly, and he almost shook his hand.

An explosion followed, and a white ball of electricity appeared on the edge of the grassland in the distance.