The goal of a billion light years is not Su Junyan at all. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He made a false shot.

Actually, if you think about it, you can see it.

Su Junyan is too difficult to kill now.

Instead of killing him, it is better to destroy him.

From the time Helena was sent to the Northland, the other party's purpose was not to kill Su Junyan.

The other party succeeded in making Su Junyan, including Yan Qi, mistakenly think that the other party would use Helena, an obvious chess piece, to make an unexpected attack.

But they were all mistaken.

The authorities are obsessed.

The most important thing for Su Junyan now is the throne of the Northern King, and the power of the entire Northern Land.

If he didn't have the Northland, and he didn't succeed in ascending to that throne, it would be more painful for him than if he had been killed.

Therefore, from the very beginning, the goal of the other party is to ......

General Su.

General Su is still on top of the Northland reindeer.

She didn't seem to notice it yet, and the upheaval erupted around her.

Her hands were still raised, directing a new wave of offensives.

And on her side, Yan Qi, who had been controlling Helena, fell into a daze.

Helena......

She rushed towards General Su like crazy!

In her eyes, there are mountains.

It's about to overwhelm you, that wordless iron armor.

The next moment.

General Su seemed to be frightened, and the whole person froze there.

And it was at that moment that the gun went off.

The gun was fired before people heard it.

By the time the gun rang out, the bullets had already arrived.

One billion light years.

This shot General Su couldn't dodge.

She was attacked suddenly.

Catch somebody off his guard.

The person who fired the shot felt no longer the need to look at the results.

As long as General Su died, Su Junyan would never have any chance again.

At the very least, he would not be able to set foot in the Central Continent for ten years.

Unless he himself wants to die.

The man who fired the gun was already packing up his guns.

However, he did not hear the sound of a bullet passing through his heart.

What does the sound of a bullet passing through the heart look like?

He couldn't describe it, or rather, it wasn't the sound of a bullet piercing his heart.

To be precise, it should be the sound of a bullet passing through life.

This is one of his habits, and it is also his unique method of judgment.

Each time, as soon as he succeeds in sniping, he can hear the sound of a bullet passing through the target's heart.

No matter how far away.

This time, however, he didn't hear it.

He paused for a moment, raised his head and subconsciously looked towards his target.

Then he felt a strong death intent that pierced directly through his body.

That is, his will to die.

The bullet was caught by General Su.

The strong penetrating power spread all the way from between her fingers, all the way to her whole body, and smashed her pitch-black iron armor, inch by inch.

She took it in a hurry, but she was not flustered.

The bullet didn't hurt her, only her iron armor.

This bullet is like a hammer that opens the last seal.

Under the iron armor, exposed in the wind and snow, is a beautiful girl.

She has red hair, turquoise eyes, and a delicate face that no master in the world can carve and describe.

She wore a red dress that was as bright as blood.

If it weren't for her, her eyes would still be as calm as ice.

No one can associate this girl with the taciturn, iron-clad Northland Valkyrie.

There she was, looking into the distance, the north wind blowing the hem of her red dress.

In the snow, she resembles a red mandala blooming on the banks of the Dead River.

The iron armor was speechless, Su Hongyi.

The person who fired the shot felt that he was dead, when the young girl looked at him.

He knew he had been discovered, and locked in.

His shot......

He shouldn't have fired that shot.

He was dead when he fired that shot.

"Die. The girl in red let go of the bullet between her fingers.

Bullets are dropped downward.

But it didn't really land.

At the moment when the bullet is about to land, it is as if you have stepped back in time.

The bullet suddenly returned to square one.

It's gone.

Go where it came from, a billion light-years.

A billion light-years away.

The moment I saw the girl open her palm, the person who fired the shot had already begun to run away, running away like crazy.

He didn't know if he could escape, but he had to.

He didn't want to die.

He is also absolutely, cannot die!

"Die. When she let go of the bullet, the girl stopped looking into the distance, as if she had foreseen the final outcome.

She turned her head and rode the Northland reindeer, who didn't seem to notice anything was wrong with the world, step by step, towards the warring army.

Wherever she walked, the snow stopped falling and the wind stopped.

All the corpses quickly decayed and weathered, turning into white bones.

There is a strong intent to die, which is wantonly rendered.

The world is withering.

This withering also infected the sky.

Griffith felt the intense intent to die.

But between his palms, Su Junyan's knife was followed.

He couldn't move, and he couldn't move.

After a long time, he let out a long sigh.

He knew that times had changed.

It's really not the world of the old people.

Su Junyan, defeat me.

Thinking like this, he pushed harder to add his power between his palms.

In the midst of an endless world.

Su Junyan also seemed to be aware of the glance at the sky.

He had already walked a long way, and he was still far from the finish line, but the response from those ends to him was incomparably strong.

Is something going on?

Su Junyan thought silently, but there was no way, he could only continue to move forward now.

If he retreats, even if he can break through the realm, he can't see the end of the world after all.

You can't reach the world behind the door.

Then he just lost.

He can't lose.

He can only hope that the outside world will not become too bad.

He regrouped and moved on.

The wind and snow were heavy and cold, but his heart was hot.

for his door is shaking.

Not the vibrations that forcibly freed him from this world, but the vibrations that engraved those marks little by little, on the doors.

Those imprints, as he continued to move forward, little by little, kept deepening.

The wind and snow were grinding, and they were washing his door over and over again.

The road ahead is long.

The road ahead is lonely.

He was the only one walking on the road ahead.

No one is standing side by side.

But so what?

He had been walking alone for so many years.

In the dark, in the loneliness, in the loneliness.

In that red rain that never ends.

He's going to come to an end after all.

There, there will be a new life waiting for him.

A person's life is not only about the past.

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The second more.

I wish everyone that their shopping carts can be emptied on Singles' Day.

I wish you all the best to find your beloved partner soon. (To be continued.) )