Qin Liyuan tilted her head and looked at Ling Yun in confusion. It was supposed to be a very cute action, but once he recalled the force of the punch just now and the sharp fangs in front of him, it was not a pitiful existence in Ling Yun's eyes now. But in the same way, he doesn't feel that he deserves to be pitied at this time, he is still quite confident in himself.

"I'm going to use you..."

Ling Yun endured the pain that erupted from the dantian, his left index finger slowly stretched forward, slightly bent, and his arm trembled from time to time due to the pain. Qin Liyuan suddenly stopped deliberately as if she was interested, and no longer walked towards Ling Yun, but waited quietly, waiting for what kind of surprise the person in front of her could bring her.

Ling Yun sank everything, forgetting the pain, and something deeper was about to go in and out of his body. He felt a strange warm current emanating from his heart, to his limbs and brain, and the familiar and annoying smell of rust permeated the tip of his tongue. If it had been a desperate night, it was a time to sink the night into the abyss. Somehow, blood seeped out from Ling Yun's fingertips, as if it were flowing from a crack in his skin. The trickle of blood condensed into droplets of blood under gravity, hanging from Ling Yun's fingertips. The deep red made Qin Liyuan sense that something was wrong, and the clear blood droplets flickered with a dim light, bringing endless unknowns.

"The magic reaction, sure enough, is the trajectory."

Qin Liyuan frowned slightly, although she was not afraid of the strength of the trajectory envoy in front of her, but if it involved the family and relationship behind him, it might not be easy to deal with.

"Let's do it quickly."

Qin Liyuan thought of this, and immediately rolled up her sleeves and used her hands hard. The white skin of the arm was instantly densely wound by the swollen blood vessels, and the blood flow in it could be faintly seen. Qin Liqiao had only really entered the state of a vampire at this time, and the punch just now was actually just an ordinary punch, and there was no vampire power attached to it at all. It's just that as a vampire, her physical strength is naturally a few grades higher than that of ordinary people, so she just punched Ling Yun to death in pain.

The blood mist of unknown origin surrounded Qin Liyuan, and her long hair like the Milky Way was covered with silver white in an instant, and a waterfall of sickly white hair and her scarlet eyes reflected each other, and a ghostly feeling arose.

The blood on Ling Yun's fingertips dripped down, but everywhere he passed through the air was dyed red, like a red meteor dragging its long bright red comet tail, cutting through the sky and breaking the silent sky. The red trail is slightly scattered, condensing into a solid solid, shining like a star. Finally, it shattered in an instant, and a sword wrapped in lava-like lines appeared out of thin air, and was grasped by Ling Yunyi. The blade of the sword shimmered with a cold silver light, and underneath it was a dark red flame-shaped lattice and a round hilt. The red magic circuit-like pattern is engraved on the body of the knife, and the inscription on its side: Ancient Ibuki, the head of the demon beast; The sky is cloudy, and the karma is broken.

If Qin Liyuan just had a premonition of crisis just now, then the knife in Ling Yun's hand in front of her really made her feel an atmosphere of fear. The sword continued to radiate an ominous aura, contaminated with the aura of endless life that had once survived. Qin Liyuan completely lost the ease she had at the beginning, and the majestic aura of death made her even a little dizzy. She hadn't killed anyone yet, let alone kept her composure in the face of such a heavy breath. But she can only choose to grit her teeth and deal with this coercion head-on.

"What's the matter, vampire, what about your haughty aura and strong fists? Come again!"

In order to avenge the previous punch, Ling Yun was constantly provoking and mocking Qin Liyuan at this time. The latter himself is not a good-tempered person, and as soon as he hears the ridicule, his already aggrieved mentality naturally can't be held back. She glared at Ling Yun fiercely, and immediately shot out with a kick, punching Ling Yun in the head. If you eat this angry punch, with only Ling Yun's ordinary body, you will have to be vegetative if you don't die.

"Demon Sword Pole [Divine Will Draws Sword]"

A moon-arc sword light flashed, and Qin Liyuan only felt a force that was enough to cut off and kill everything towards her, and she couldn't help but feel a twitch in her heart. But she had no way to retreat at this time, only to speed up the speed of her attack and defeat the enemy with one punch. Qin Liyuan's eyes widened with anger, and she seemed to have tried her best, and her fist speed increased by three points, but it was still unclear whether this punch could be delivered. Ling Yun's blade was about to slash at her body, as if to cut her off the building, and at this moment, the blood mist that had been surrounding Qin Liyuan turned into a transparent sphere, enveloping her body. The sword light fell, directly tearing through the transparent blood barrier, but it did achieve the purpose of slowing down the falling speed. So the blood mist gathered again, cut off, gathered, cut off. And so on, to delay the time slightly.

It's only a moment since the beginning, but it seems to be a long time in the eyes of the two. The two don't know what the outcome will be, they just have an inexplicable confidence in their own strength.

"Ding--"

A voice suddenly sounded in their minds at the same time, and at that same time, the two suddenly felt a strong feeling of dizziness. Ling Yun's physical fitness was not as high as Qin Li's, and such a strong feeling of dizziness made his brain turn white, and he passed out directly, and the Taidao immediately slipped out of his hand, and no longer continued to cut out. In the moment before fainting, Ling Yun could only use his faint perception to feel the approach of Qin Li's fist wind.

"Dead"

This was the last thought that flashed through Ling Yun's mind, and the last perception that remained in Ling Yun's mind was the feeling of breaking the wind coming from Qin Liyuan's fist, and the sound of footsteps in the distance that suddenly sounded in Ling Yun's ears, it was so long and empty, as if he could hear the sound for the last time. He had no means to resist, he could only let his consciousness close and slowly fall....

It is said that when a person dies, the person's life will be retraced in his brain, commonly known as the marquee. Ling Yun believes that at this time he is in the last review of his life, the last memory. He felt himself suspended in the air, supported by the gentle power that seemed to sink into the water. This gentleness, somehow reminded Ling Yun of his mother's embrace, the selfless gentleness that was not mixed with purpose......

......

"Alas... These days, let's stay in the toilet honestly...."

Qin Liqiao decided not to think about the events of that day anymore, although Lin Xiaoye had already made up an excuse to tell Ling Yun, but Qin Liqiao could still see Ling Yun going to the experimental building to hang out again and again, probably not completely believing Lin Xiaoye's words, and wanted to investigate it herself. Therefore, in order to avoid the East Window incident, Qin Liyuan had to choose to return to her old job.

"What's wrong? What were you just muttering?"

The classmates on the side saw that Qin Liyuan's appearance was a little strange, so they asked.

"No... Nothing, just talking to myself. ”

Qin Liyuan came back to her senses and stammered to explain to her friend. Seeing that Qin Liyuan didn't want to say anything, the student didn't ask more, just nodded, and turned around and chatted with the others with a "oh".

"Ding Dong Ding Dong - Ding Dong Ding - - Ding Ding - "

The ethereal bell rang melodiously through the loudspeakers of the announcement, and the sound echoed through the classroom, and many people broke off the conversation, quickly quieted down, and began to return to their places.

"It's over!! I just wrote a small question!"

Ren Fan's shouts were mixed in the bell and reached the ears of the students in the classroom, Qin Liyuan took the opportunity to look, only to see that his face was scorched, writing hard, and he was trying to copy the answers in his workbook.

"Uh-huh..... Uh....."

The leopard-shaped monster fell on its side on the ground, its belly rising and falling violently. It remained motionless, a low growl coming from its throat. Blood ran down its scales and infected the grass, and its haughty posture was no longer visible, and even the majestic spiral-like horns were severed, and the smooth cross-section looked like it had been cut by a sharp weapon. But in the same way, Shi Wu'an's figure also disappeared, leaving only a pool of blood in front of him, which extended into the woods and fell on the path bit by bit like a mark. It seems that Shi Wuan was also seriously injured.

"It seems that if I don't come, you will die even worse."

The voice of the beautiful boy came from above the sky, and a pair of pitch-black wings grew behind him, flapping slowly, supporting him to fall slowly, like a feather falling, falling softly and gracefully on the ground. The weird black wings and the gorgeous outfit are quite like the vampire counts in the movie.

He folded his wings, walked softly and slowly in front of the monster as if he were about to pronounce a death sentence, and after keeping a distance, he looked down at it, and said:

"You should know that if you let go of the demon hunter, there is only the possibility of death."

I don't know if the monster can understand the beautiful boy's words, it just keeps roaring, its body is motionless, only its stomach has a wheezing heaving, it seems that it is not far from death.

"Even if he received [blessings] from [him], it still ended up like this. I don't know if it's because you're too unbearable, or if the opponent's strength should be the result of this. ”

The beautiful boy said with an inquiring tone, and immediately took two steps forward. At the same time, he took off the white gloves on his left hand, and his white and tender hands were a little thin, but there were no wrinkles, just like a girl with good skin care. He crouched down, knelt on the grass with one foot back, and then reached out with his left hand to caress the monster's broken horns. Looming; There was a pure black gas lingering around the fracture, and finally gradually rose into the air.

"But this is not the end, the journey has just begun. So, I can give you a chance to be born again, a chance to become my dependent. ”