Not expecting to wake up again, Padarik blinked in a daze, raising his hand to look at it at a different angle.

Didn't die here?

The whole person is as if they are submerged in the sake that has been brewed for many years, and they are intoxicated and peaceful.

Searching the brain, searching forward is only to find the scene where he was shot, and the moment is blank before it dissolves, and everything behind it seems to be cut off and rinsed, and careful groping can only repeat the results of all being washed.

He moved slightly, but he didn't pick up any of the burning pain from the gunshot.

Is it a miss?

However, the feeling of being shot was real and terrifying.

It's like something captures itself, burrows into itself, fills every part of the body.

If so...... If so, it would be impossible to be so unharmed!

Padarik struggled to prop up his upper body from the ground, but found that his body was not heavy, it turned out that his psychological effect was too depressed.

Rubbing his shoulders down his arms, and then checking back and forth on every part of his upper body, he finally touched his chest again, but he couldn't find the hole caused by the bullet, so intact that he never seemed to receive any damage.

But the more you get such an answer, the more people don't know where to start, that guy's gun, if the bullet shot is an ordinary steel core with a copper sleeve, or a lead, lead-core steel shell, it is impossible not to leave a trace, and the other party can't use that effect on a vampire can only be regarded as a tickling bullet, so exclude empty cartridges, tracer bullets, incendiary bombs, etc., which are used for other purposes and are not used at all for the other party. The most likely thing he should have chosen was a wooden bullet designed to fight vampires, but how could he be unscathed?

It is contradictory to think before and after, and no matter how much you think, you can't find a suitable answer, so you can eliminate all the impossibilities, and there is only one left - the other party does not want to put himself to death at all.

But if this is the case, the other party's relentless fierce attack is a feigned acting?

To what end?

A beautiful face, untainted by dust, unrelated to shame, undesecrated, and denied from rare but easily dispersed rituals. It jumped out of Padarik's mind at this moment. The beautiful content and even the matching foil are beautiful, and the pure-blooded princess who has lived longer than herself and her fellow clansmen is used to seeing peerless glory, but she is not moved or swallowed up at all. Dream spirits come and go. He became the peerless glory. Let the viewers of the world be willing to be subdued.

"Jane? Dracula-sama. ”

However, in Padarik's heart, it was clear that the decision he had just made to sacrifice his life to protect her was no longer just for the shackles of fascination and instinct.

That has changed. And this change is because I met Master Jane.

"Hey, don't call that woman in such a disgusting tone, okay?" The lazy tone, with the smell of tobacco lingering, sounded too suddenly, like a desolate wind breath passing by by accidentally.

Padarik gathered his strength suddenly, and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see the man who appeared at some point, standing against the trunk of a tree, who had left without saying hello before, and had disappeared for a long time.

Should it be said that it is perched? Alexander, whose bloodline belongs to the Alexander family, is not his own family, but his abilities and record of only one defeat have allowed him to become the number one vampire hunter today.

There is no record of victories because it is really hard to count, and the only defeat is little known.

The slight commotion of the leaves, the rough grinding sound of the branches of different lengths, could not hide the stale atmosphere of silting, but only made everything even more eerie.

"Lord Qijue, why are you here?"

"Yo, don't call me an adult, I'm really not interested in this kind of traditional norm." After a pause, he let go of his hand and threw the backpack at his feet casually, "If you want to say it, I'm still disgusted!" ”

"By the way, Mistress Jane, she-!"

In fact, I don't know why I take it for granted? Alexander is on the side of himself and Lord Jane, obviously he was very afraid of this No. 1 hunter as a lackey of the Alexander family, but maybe it was the short conversation before, seeing that this famous and very low-key and chic man actually helped the pure-blood princess of the vampire, he naturally trusted it, but in this tense situation, he re-established his doubts again, and at the same time tried to test and verify, even if he had the heart, he was powerless.

"I know." Qi Jue spit out a smoke ring, and his relaxed and short and neat voice seemed to be full of hoarfrost, "When I finish smoking this, I'll go!" The sound was like a frozen lake in the cold winter moon, the ice on the lake was shattered, and the radial posture and radial tone were full of echoes and scattered and scattered.

"Please take me with you, I'm going too!" Words froze in his throat with a thick dampness and the grayish-white characteristic of Colossae, haggard and resolute to survive, ignoring the bone-chilling cold.

"As long as you don't hold back." The corners of the man's mouth remained normal, but there was a glint of light under his eyes, which was approval, expectation, and sharpness.

"I'm curious, though."

"What?"

Qi Jue narrowed his eyes, "Where did the guy who shot come from?" ”

"How do you know?"

Did he see it? Padarik pursed his lips, but if he was there, why didn't he come to his rescue?

Or did he smell the traces left behind by the shooting that he couldn't even find as a subject?

Qi Jue lowered his eyes, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and crushed it on the soles of his feet, "Forget it, I'll encounter it anyway." Picking up the backpack, it was clear from the uneven shape that there was more than one gun inside, "Let's go!" ”

Padaric put away the tangled doubts for a moment, and half-staggered up from the ground to follow.

As someone who has experienced Edward? Benjamin's Gun of the Ruins has the power of special bullets, and Padaric doesn't know that his luck is too good for ordinary people to have.

Breathing rapidly, the clumps of air evaporated before his eyes and turned into a thin white smoke, and he looked at the fading twilight in a confused way, and the edges of the tops of the trees were either wavy or jagged, and the places where they met the deepening sky were painted with a bruise of purple - Padaric narrowed his eyes - it seemed that it would not be long before the forest, the city, would be completely darkened, but what was different from the places that also existed in this world was that The darkness of Colossae returned.

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Voiceover: It's hard to recommend this week, but unfortunately there are a lot of things happening at school, and Sheng Xiaohuan really wants to cry without tears! But seeing your support will lift your spirits again! \(^o^)/ I like you guys! (To be continued......)