The bullet collided with the dragon scales, leaving only a small white mark on the scales.

"Impossible, impossible, this is a monster. "Someone couldn't bear the pressure of this death, screaming and running away.

"Phew!" the first to flee was shot through the chest and fell weakly.

"There is no mercy for deserters. Luo Xun's cold and ruthless voice sounded.

Everyone's hearts pondered a few times, if they don't escape, they won't necessarily die, but if they escape, they will die, and there is almost no choice for the ending.

But after all, they don't know how small they are in front of non-human divine beasts, and the so-called thermal weapons are just a joke.

Jun Ling has no intention of fighting, he just wants to escape from here.

Jun Ling roared, intending to fly into the sky.

"Rumble. The helicopters in the sky blocked Jun Ling's way, and at the same time, several bombs forced Jun Ling to stop the breakout operation.

Jun Ling's eyes were red, and he went on a rampage, knocking down many amusement rides.

Some of the falling boulders smashed on Jun Ling's body, and some smashed into the crowd.

The blood that flowed made many people lose their minds, and how many people were killed by the bullets of their companions in the chaos.

Smoke rose all around, explosions rang out one after another, fires erupted, and how many people were killed?

Now in order to survive, the people have no reason to speak of, and the lives of their companions are as unnoticeable as mustard in their eyes.

Jun Ling tried to break through a few more times, but none of them succeeded.

Jun Ling was furious, his body became a little bigger, and the huge dragon claws crushed several planes.

At the same time, the dragon's tail swept away, and several planes exploded in the distance with billowing smoke.

Jun Ling roared, he had to kill someone in order to survive.

Jun Ling spat out a few mouthfuls of dragon breath, and a mouthful of dragon fire burned a group of people in front of him into flying ashes.

"Bang, boom!" The explosions sounded one after another, Jun Ling screamed sadly, and the dragon scales on his body fell off a lot, revealing bright red flesh and blood, and a few places had become charred black, emitting a faint smell of burning.

The fiery red scales have become even more red due to the impregnation of blood.

The sound of gunfire and explosions around us still did not stop, and the people who lost their minds were so terrifying.

Jun Ling hissed a few times, fell to the ground weakly, and slowly changed back into human form.

The mystical power in his body had been depleted, and he could no longer maintain his divine beast form.

"Hahahaha! I've finally survived!" Everyone couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh when they saw Jun Ling, who had regained his child's shape, as if he was crazy.

The wreckage and corpses all over the ground, flesh, and blood sauce have caused the madness of everyone now.

Some people are crying and laughing, their spirits are already deranged, and they have endured and paid too much, too much in order to survive. Under the high pressure of death, there is a sudden liberation, and the spirit is unbearable and disordered.

There are people who sit on the ground in a decadent state, and they are wondering what they have done, shooting like crazy to survive, and finally killing how many companions who were once close and lived and died together, they themselves do not know.

Some people glared at Jun Ling angrily, it was because of him that he became what he is now, and they just wanted to kill him to sacrifice the spirits of their brothers, relatives, and friends in the sky.

Some people have completely lost their will to fight, they can't tell who is right and who is wrong, they are all fighting for survival.

Someone frantically stepped on Luo Xun's broken corpse, all of which was caused by him provoking Jun Ling, a evil star.

......

Jun Ling curled up on the ground, tears streaming silently. Scarred and powerless, he was helpless and dazed in the face of death, and there was a deep darkness in his heart.

Jun Ling's tears couldn't stop flowing, his body curled up, trembling, no one would remember him as a short-lived person, no one would cry sadly for him, he would only die lonely in a lonely world.

"It turns out that Jun Ling, you will be scared too!" As if he had discovered something new, Han Bingling poked Jun Ling's cheek lightly with his hand, his body trembled lightly from laughter, and his long and curly eyelashes were like butterflies flying.

"Don't say it!" Jun Ling was speechless and hid his face, feeling that he was too immature at that time, and he couldn't look back at the facts.

"No, I thought you were very cute at that time, with red eyes and curled up like a wounded little white rabbit. Han Bingling smiled even more happily.

"Cute?" Jun Ling looked up to the sky to cover his face, and the past was even more unbearable.

"By the way, I remember you crying too, and that was the first time I felt needed. Jun Ling clasped Han Bingling's waist, his eyes full of tenderness.

"Yes, I felt anger for the first time. Han Bingling hugged Jun Ling back, smiling like a flower.

Jun Ling and Han Bingling looked at each other, only each other in their eyes, and the snow flew in the sky.

It was also a snowy day and bitterly cold.

Jun Ling curled up on the ground weakly, as if this was the only way to dissipate the coldness in his heart.

The heat wave melted away the ice and snow on the ground, and the ice water soaked Jun Ling, and the bone-chilling coldness was robbing him of his body temperature, his sanity.

He wanted to give up, give up everything, even if the Xuan Li recovered a little, it would not be a problem to escape.

But he is immersed in the lonely world, he is alone in the other world, he is not needed by anyone, he only has the meaning of revenge, he is tired of this kind of him, he wants to give up, give up this gray world, give up gray himself.

"Jun Ling!" a familiar voice, but it couldn't be her. Jun Ling is still floating in his gray self, waiting for the verdict of death.

Everyone looked at the little girl in front of them in shock, like a wisp of wind, who suddenly appeared next to Jun Ling, tears rolling down like water from the embankment.

Everyone didn't dare to move, this should be another evil star, her speed is not human.

"Hey, Jun Ling, get up for me! I still want to fight with you for a few more years! I still want to drink the water you threw at me again, Jun Ling, you get up for me~" Han Bingling's eyes were red and swollen, and tears rolled down uncontrollably, although her voice was immature, it was heartbreaking, and the wind and snow in the sky responded to her cry.

Jun Ling felt that the tears that kept dripping were so warm, like a ray of warm sun, constantly melting his cold and hard heart.

"Jun Ling~ You are not allowed to die, you are my first friend who came here, I can't live without you. Han Bingling picked up Jun Ling's cold body and hugged it into her arms, the coldness coming from her hand was less than one-ten-thousandth of the chill in her heart at this moment.

Han Bingling just hugged Jun Ling like this, his heartbeat was so weak, Han Bingling took out a bottle of medicinal liquid, even if it would expose that she was not human, even if she might lose everything now, even if she would not be able to survive the difficulties in the future, but she didn't care, she just wanted him to live.

When Jun Ling was held in his arms by the cold ice spirit, he only felt very warm, and a ray of warm sunlight shone in, and the gray world was no longer cold, nor gray, but full of colored light.

It turns out that there are still people who will cry for him, he is still needed, he doesn't want to die, the faint mystical power flows, as long as he doesn't want to die, this injury can't deprive him of life, and at this moment his heart is occupied by that blue.

Jun Ling opened his eyes, looked at Han Bingling and smiled: "Don't cry, I don't want to see you cry, I'm just tired and want to rest for a while." Jun Ling stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of Han Bingling's eyes and put them in his mouth, he thought that the saltiness in his hand was something he would never forget.

Jun Ling's words and actions made the movements in Han Bingling's hand stop, and the tears fell even more fiercely, and the half-opened jade bottle in his hand fell to the ground, and the medicinal liquid seeped into the earth: "You bastard, you bastard." ”

Han Bingling's fist kept hitting Jun Ling's chest, and Jun Ling didn't speak, letting Han Bingling cry.

Han Bingling raised his teary eyes, and his small red eyes looked particularly cute.

"Bah!" A gunshot rang out suddenly, blood splattered on Han Bingling's petite face, and at that moment, Jun Ling immediately stretched out his hand and blocked the bullet with his palm, not wanting her to be hurt with extremely strong emotions.

Han Bingling was a little sluggish, looking at the dripping blood, this was the first time she felt the heartfelt care of others.

"I'm sorry. Han Bingling whimpered, all because she was crying, which caused his injuries to worsen.

"You don't have to say sorry to me, never, everything I do is what I want. Jun Ling smiled hard, and every time he smiled, he would move his injuries all over his body, but Jun Ling did not regret it.

Han Bingling cried, pulled down the blue hairband tied to his head, and tied it to Jun Ling's bleeding hands, his immature little face, and the flying hair flying in the wind made Jun Ling a little stunned, beautiful, very beautiful.

Soon, Jun Ling fell asleep in the arms of the Cold Ice Spirit due to excessive blood loss, and Jun Ling's wound had recovered a few points due to the relationship between the Cold Ice Spirit's mysterious power.

Han Bingling carried Jun Ling on his back with Xuan Li, his cute little face was covered with frost, and the tears made Han Bingling extremely sad at the moment.

"Ahh

The ice jade flute appeared in his hand, turned into a long sword and pointed to the ground, and the sound of the long sword rubbing on the ground was like a burst of ice, and it rang into everyone's hearts again and again.

Thin sparks burst out, dust and snowflakes flew together in the desolate ruins, and the biting cold wind continued to chill everyone's hearts.

Wherever the sword slashed, it left an unfathomable crack.

Some people hurriedly picked up their pistols and shot them with a thud. It is the common idea that cold weapons are not as good as hot weapons, and the other party is not a divine beast like Jun Ling, even if the speed is not human, it can be explained by the light skills of the ancients, so everything is over at this moment.

But the bullet fell powerlessly to the ground more than ten centimeters away from the cold ice spirit because of the obstruction of the mysterious force, making a "rustling" sound.

Han Bing Ling held a long sword that did not match his height, and with a slight wave, the blue sword qi struck out, "Bang!" A deafening explosion sounded, and with a single sword, the bomb flying in the sky was split.

Looking at the figure of the cold ice spirit that was gradually blurring in the dust, everyone's faces were pale and bloodless, and their eyes were a little prominent and full of horror, which was even stronger than what Jun Ling brought them.

They know that bravery cannot stop the killing of demons, flesh and blood cannot build the glory of victory, and battle cannot change the fate of death.