Chapter 182: Gunfire

Zhang Ziyu did get on the highway and did go to Jiangzhou. But instead of going to work in Jiangzhou Industrial Zone, he went to Jiangzhou University to find Tang Xuemin.

I found Tang Xuemin to buy a gun, bought poison, and then asked Ran Xiaoman to buy Gu, and then returned to Qingping with guns, medicine, and Gu.

Qingping, who left at three o'clock in the afternoon, returned to Qingping at ten o'clock in the evening, waited in his parents' bedroom, waited for Nangong Qinglai to open the door, and gave him an open door to kill.

Why did Zhang Ziyu know that Nangong Qing would definitely come?

The answer is too easy to guess.

His Zhang Ziyu's friend killed him, so did his parents kill him?

When Nangong Qing killed Wen Lan without killing him, he knew that Nangong Qing would definitely make a move.

And what could drive him mad more than killing his parents?

If he provokes such a demon sect person, he must have such worries.

Even if Nangong Qing didn't come tonight, it would be impossible for him to leave home and go to work before Nangong Qing came, so that Nangong Qing would have a chance to kill his parents...... There is a chance to kill his parents easily.

He had to protect his parents at home.

And the reason why he practiced spells every day during this National Day holiday was because he felt that Nangong Qing must be watching them in the dark.

He practiced spells, making Nangong Qing feel that he was cultivating with a vengeance because of hatred; Let the Lingshi Sword come every day in order to deter Nangong Qing, after all, only the Lingshi Sword can pose a threat to Nangong Qing; Going to work normally at the end of the holiday is an opportunity for Nangong Qing to take advantage of.

made Nangong Qing feel that this was a good opportunity to kill his parents.

In his subconscious, he controlled Nangong Qing's psychology.

Nangong Qing thought that he came by himself, but it was actually the opportunity given to him by Zhang Ziyu.

The self-cultivation realm will make the monk's physical body stronger than that of ordinary people. But unless it is a physical cultivation, or a monk who has gone to the black in the self-cultivation realm, otherwise, a normal monk, when his physical body is just enough, will break through to the Qi Harvesting Realm, and at this time, the physical body has not actually gone beyond the category of carbon-based creatures.

Seeing that the physical body of the Mind Realm Monk will be slightly stronger than the Cultivation Realm, but it still has not reached the point where it can catch bullets with the physical body.

is as talented as the Lingshi Sword, and he only uses sword qi and sword to catch bullets, but he doesn't dare to use his body to catch them.

The bullet passed through the chest of Nangong Qing, a monk in the state of mind, and it passed through the chest of an ordinary person, no different.

And many people don't know that people don't feel pain at the first time they are shot. The body is afraid that the brain will be in shock due to pain, and the emergency protection mechanism will be turned on at the first time, and under the effect of adrenaline, people will feel numb and even a little excited.

Nangong Qing subconsciously reached out and touched his chest, blood gushed like a spring, wetting his valuable clothes, he opened the collar, reached in with his hand, and covered the bullet hole, trying to stop the blood from flowing out.

At this moment, his whole body was confused, and he even forgot that he was a monk who could use mana to seal the acupuncture points and stop the bleeding.

Even, he forgot to run away, or to play a defensive measure, he was so numb that he didn't know that there was more than one bullet in the gun on the other side.

Do you understand?

People are not the same. If it was the Lingshi Sword that opened the door, then she could draw the sword and split the bullet at the first time; If she is shot due to other factors, then she will draw her sword at the first time, and instead of retreating, she will cut the enemy under the sword; At the very least, she can walk away.

It can only be said that not everyone has a talent for fighting, and an immortal cultivation profession like Nangong Qing is destined to only play auxiliary, or soft auxiliary, the kind that Gou is behind, waiting for the group to start, and keeping up with the control at the second time.

"Hit the mark!"

It was the woman in red behind her who shouted to wake him up.

He raised his head and looked forward blankly, and in the darkness, two more sparks lit up.

Illuminating the darkness through the gunfire, he saw Zhang Ziyu sitting on his parents' bed, expressionless, holding a revolver in both hands, in his lower abdomen, the muzzle of the gun pointed at the door.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Two shots.

Nangong Qing still didn't feel the pain, but he felt that his thighs had lost strength, and he knelt down softly.

He knelt down here, Zhang Ziyu stood up over there, pointed a gun at his head, and walked over step by step.

The footsteps are very rhythmic, "da-da, da-da", Nangong Qing closed his eyes and listened, feeling that Zhang Ziyu still had a little artistic attainment.

The woman in red heard the gunshot, and behind Nangong Qing, she also saw Zhang Ziyu with a gun with strong eyesight, and after she shouted, she flicked her wide sleeves and a guzheng appeared in her arms.

But she didn't sit down for the first time, put on a formation, play the guzheng to save Nangong Qing and attack Zhang Ziyu, but hugged the guzheng and ran out of the living room reflexively.

She took out the zither just to save her life.

And beside her, the little boy who didn't grow up was also holding the hole flute and turned around and ran out.

It's a pity that she reacted quickly and had a warning in advance, but maybe this is Murphy's Law, the more you don't want it to happen, the more it will happen.

When she ran to the door, there was a man standing in the doorway.

A woman, wearing a sportswear suit, tied in a high ponytail, Danfeng's eyes are slightly condensed, cold and arrogant; Holding a white transparent lightsaber, in the dark, it looks like a lightsaber in "Star Wars", murderous; She was expressionless, just looking at her.

Spirit Poetry Sword.

The woman in red was worried that Lingshi Sword would come back at the beginning; When he saw Zhang Ziyu but didn't see the Lingshi Sword, the alarm bell in his heart rang even more deafeningly. She ran away as soon as possible, but since she fell into someone else's trap, she naturally couldn't escape easily.

She also accepted her fate, directly accepted the guzheng, and said, "I just follow orders." ”

The one who plays the guzheng and the narrow road of sword practice meet, and they meet head-on, and they think with their toes, and they know who can win.

That night, they were able to restrain the Spirit Poetry Sword, focusing on an ambush and surprise.

In fact, when she took the guzheng, the Lingshi Sword could kill her seven or eight times; If she had time to play the zither in a posture, it would be enough for Lingshi Sword to kill her seventeen or eighteen times.

A mage like her, with long skills and a brittle body, was close to the warrior, and this is the end.

The little boy next to her saw that she had no intention of resisting, and also accepted the hole flute.

Under the meaning of Ling Shijian, the two turned around again and walked back.

At the door, Zhang Ziyu's muzzle was already on Nangong Qing's head.

In the dark, he looked down at Nangong Qing who was kneeling, and said loudly: "You have always said that I am a demon, you have always said that my soul is evil, and even think that I am a son of a demon, I originally didn't understand.

"I think I'm just a normal person, just a little more serious when I read books. Killing Li Weiming, I'm just a driver, and I didn't make a move at all, so I don't have any waves, I'm just worried about the future, isn't this normal? Killing the paper man, although he went through a fight, but in the end, it was the person who killed the poetry sword, and it didn't have anything to do with me, so I didn't feel anything, isn't it normal? Killing one hundred and twenty-eight people in the Li family, I just got under the Gu, people were killed by Gu worms, I didn't do it myself, so I didn't have any psychological shadows because of this, isn't it normal?

"I'm just a normal person, right?"

Nangong Qing looked up at Zhang Ziyu, in the dark, he could see Zhang Ziyu's expressionless face clearly, but he was not normal, he couldn't say.

"It's actually very abnormal!" Zhang Ziyu suddenly denied his words, and he laughed weirdly, "Because I shot you three times just now, thinking of the damage caused by bullets to you, I feel very happy, and I have a sense of destruction and destruction." At this time, I put a gun at your head, and I felt more excited than ever when I knew that your head was going to bloom and let you see your brains!!

"It's not normal for me to have no waves. I should be excited! ”

Nangong Qing looked at Zhang Ziyu, as a person in the Demon Dao who had killed countless people, he suddenly felt fear. He had a feeling in his life that he had opened Pandora's box and that he had unleashed the devil.

But he smiled: "It is worthy of the person we fancy, you are indeed born to be a person in the Demon Dao." Smart enough to guess in advance that I would be coming tonight. ”

"But......" he said "but", "you made a fatal mistake, you think you are in control, you are too proud."

"You shouldn't give me a chance to breathe!"

As he spoke, a turquoise light lit up on his body, as if he was casting some kind of spell, as if he was activating some magic weapon.

"As a Demon Dao senior...... he smiled, "this is the first lesson I sent you!" Don't talk too much! ”

Seeing the magic light on his body, Zhang Ziyu's face became frightened, and he was so frightened that he retreated.

However......

The magic light on Nangong Qing's body lit up and quickly extinguished.

He couldn't cast any spells, and he couldn't activate any spells.

"Huh?" Nangong Qing was puzzled, "What's the matter?" ”

"Haha!" Zhang Ziyu laughed twice, walked over again, and put the gun on Nangong Qing's head.

He asked, "I could have shot you with one shot, but guess why I'm talking to you about so much?" ”

Nangong Qing naturally didn't know.

"Do you think I only got a gun for you?" Zhang Ziyu said.

"Huh?" Nangong Qing realized that when he opened the door, there seemed to be something wrong with the doorknob he touched. It was only because he was shot after opening the door that his body instinctively blocked his perception, and he couldn't specifically perceive the reason.

"Do you know how the Li family died?" Zhang Ziyu reminded.

"Gu?" Nangong Qing's face changed greatly.

"It's not just Gu." Zhang Ziyu smiled, "There is also poison."

"These gadgets naturally don't get into the eyes of you immortal cultivators in normal times, but at this time, do you still feel good when you are shot three times?"

As Zhang Ziyu's words fell, Nangong Qing's feelings became clearer, the mana in his body was no longer working, and the blood in his body seemed to be gradually being drained.

"You ......" he tried to stand up, but he couldn't.

His body gradually dried and thinned, and his mana and blood were gone.

He fell to the ground, his flesh gone, skin against his bones.

Until his soul flew out of his body, he was shot by Ling Shijian with a sword, and another ray of light flew up from his body and stayed in front of Zhang Ziyu.

A chubby leech...... Bloodborne Gu!

Seeing Nangong Qing being killed by Zhang Ziyu so easily and cleanly, the woman in red was suddenly frightened, and she found that surrender did not seem to escape the fact that she was dead.

She was going to take the zither......

"Oh~~"

A sword light lit up, and a fine sword aura enveloped her and the boy in the hole.

Nangong Qing three people, died.

Zhang Ziyu absorbed the flesh and blood and mana of Nangong Qingyi, although the transformation efficiency was low, but in the end, it allowed him to go one step further in the self-cultivation realm.

He's a monk at all.

As for his parents, they are resting in his room...... The reason he gave was that it was unwarranted.