Chapter 701

Chen Shihua, 24 years old, Han nationality.

Chen Shihua was called up at the age of 18 and has served in the army for six years.

If he wasn't the best sniper, he would have demobilized and returned home three years ago.

His instructor once praised him in front of many people: if it were a war, I believe Chen Shihua would become the most troublesome ace sniper for the enemy and call him the Reaper of life.

The instructor did not exaggerate.

Chen Shihua seems to be born a sniper. No matter how bad the environment is, he can accurately test the demeanor, humidity and even the interference of the echo on the bullet flying through the air, and maintain the record of flying saucer that can shoot 700 meters away without moving for 11 hours.

Let this natural sniper ambush across the river and kill a big living man just tens of meters away -- not to mention, let him be with two other comrades in arms, which is a kind of humiliation for Chen Shihua.

But shame is nothing in the face of orders.

Unconditional obedience to orders is the bounden duty of soldiers.

So when Chen Shihua saw Guo Yiqin's right hand fall suddenly, he immediately pulled the trigger.

When the sniper rifle striker hit the bullet hard, the familiar shock passed from Chen Shihua's shoulder to every nerve of Chen Shihua at the fastest speed, and finally gathered in the cerebral cortex, so that the cells began to shout happily: the task is over.

Yes, at the moment Chen Shihua pulled the trigger, his task was over before the bullet came out of the chamber.

No one can escape Chen Shihua's bullet destined to explode the target's head in such a short distance and such a clear line of sight.

The bullet came out of the chamber and walked through the air at a speed of more than 800 meters per second.

The goal is the night sky.

It was the night sky. Chen Shihua's eyes with excellent eyesight ensured that he could see the bullet swaying the trajectory of Youlan and flew straight to the vast night sky.

His target is the girl in the security uniform. How can it be changed into the night sky?

Chen Shihua shuddered at the moment.

It was only at this time that he received the correct judgment message: just as he pulled the trigger, an external force held the barrel of his gun.

Very light, like a little daughter-in-law like a flower, holding a little finger like a spring onion, teasing her son's little bird, with indescribable tenderness.

Just let the barrel lift up a little.

But this little bit has taught Chen Shihua what a difference is and a thousand miles away.

What's going on?

Chen Shihua, who was terrified in his heart, instinctively wanted to look up, but his back neck was cut off like an iron door. His consciousness disappeared and he was unconscious on the ground.

But his eyes were not closed, so he could see a white shadow, like a ghost, stepping on the stone on the river and floating across the river.

Then, there was a loud gunfire -- dozens of armed police soldiers ambushed here were shooting. The standard micro punch without silencer was so loud in the night.

The bullet also seemed to be sharp and extremely accurate with the help of the prestige of the gunshot, and all hit the white shadow on the back.

After the bullets, which could not be described in the storm, hit Bai Ying hard, he did not scream and fall down, nor did the Yan red blood splash in the moonlight. Instead, with the help of the powerful propulsion of the bullets, he turned into a white silhouette and rushed in front of Guo Yiqin before Chen Shihua's eyes closed.

The gunfire stopped.

Guo Yiqin is over there. No soldier dares to pull the trigger again.

Soldiers, too, have fallen into unspeakable fear: is it a man or a ghost who can't die?

When did it lurk around us?

When people encounter strange phenomena that cannot be explained by science, they can't help but think of the legends they heard from their grandmother when they were young - this is human nature.

Guo Yiqin wouldn't think so. He was only shocked.

And, of course, fear.

In this world, no one will not be afraid when facing the nine Youwang, even the mysterious Mrs. long.

Therefore, after seeing the white shadow and seeing the storm like bullets as nothing, Guo Yiqin instinctively thought that the king of Jiuyou was coming.

Between the lightning and flint, a bone chilling breath quickly spread all over his body from the soles of his feet: the woman still let her escape!

Guo Yiqin is afraid and normal, because he is really not sure that he can escape the clutches of the nine Youwang.

"You, you finally came!"

Different from Guo Yiqin who fell into the ice cave, when he saw the white shadow, the water shadow was ecstatic: Kunlun, finally don't die!

Just now she was going to kneel down and beg Guo Yiqin for a way to live for Kunlun.

Kunlun didn't speak. He still stood on the side of the river embankment road and quietly looked at the nine Youwang.

Standing high and facing the river, she can see better than anyone.

But no one can see that after the emergence of the nine Youwang, Kunlun also breathed a sigh of relief - this is the instinctive reaction of human beings to avoid being killed, which has nothing to do with greed for life and fear of death.

Bai Ying stood opposite Guo Yiqin, just as Kunlun looked at him, watching Guo Yiqin slowly push the water shadow and slowly light up a long knife.

Guo Yiqin, after all, was the successor selected by the leader. After a short panic, he quickly recovered his calm. Even if he knew that no matter how hard he tried tonight, it would be a dead result.

In fact, he can seize the water shadow before the king Jiuyou starts to fight for his chance to escape.

But he didn't.

Some people, regardless of his character and attitude, he is a proud man.

Truly proud people will never threaten a woman to fight for their own way of life.

Guo Yiqin didn't know that it was his instinctive action of backhand pushing the water shadow that made the white shadow's fluorescent eyes disappear a lot.

"I'm not your opponent. Even Sirius is not your opponent, and naturally I am not. "

After taking a deep breath, Guo Yiqin completely recovered his calm. He put his long knife obliquely on his right shoulder, held the handle of the knife with his hands, almost flattened the handle of the knife, and said slowly, "but I still hope I can fight to the death for you."

"Hehe, hehe."

Bai Ying smiled. The laughter was empty. Mu Na was just like the legendary nine Youwang's laughter.

When Guo Yiqin narrowed his eyes, his cheeks bulged hard and asked, "why don't you give me a chance?"

"Let your men withdraw. I don't want to kill those soldiers."

The white shadow replied in a numb tone.

Without the slightest hesitation, Guo Yiqin immediately raised his long knife, waved it in the air and shouted, "retreat!"

military orders are like a mountain.

The word "retreat" roared by Guo Yiqin is still floating in the night sky. On the other side of the river, in the east-west direction of the river, and in the wild North of the river embankment highway, including the two women who brought Kunlun here with him, they are like the ebb tide, and they withdraw away in the distance.

Guo Yiqin did not hesitate to let the soldiers retreat because he knew that the soldiers' stay in front of the invulnerable King Jiuyou had no effect except to see how he died.

A person as proud as him doesn't want to be seen by too many people even if he dies.

He also hoped that the shadow of water and Kunlun could leave.

So he looked at the water shadow.

The woman, like a blind man, turned a blind eye to him with some begging eyes.

Instead, it was Kunlun. When Guo Yiqin looked up at her, he turned and walked quickly to her long knife.

Guo Yiqin gave her respect. She had no reason not to give him what he deserved.

"You go too."

When Guo Yiqin nodded his thanks to his back, he heard the nine Youwang say faintly.

He suspected that there was something wrong with his ears, and looked back at the nine Youwang in surprise.

The fluorescence in the white shadow's eyes flickered and went out like a lamp, but the tone was still wooden: "it's right that Longtou didn't promote tie Liao as his successor. Only you are qualified to inherit everything from him. "

"I am the most qualified person!"

Guo Yiqin bit his lower lip hard and answered in a hoarse voice.

"I let you go this time, not because of the high vision of the leader. I want you to leave alive because I want you to tell Yan Chunlai and Xiang them to be ready for my cold revenge. "

When Bai Ying seemed to laugh, Guo Yiqin suddenly shouted, "you, you are not the king of nine yous!"

"When will I tell you that I am the king of Jiuyou?"

The white shadow answered softly.

About to walk to Kunlun on the other side of long Dao, Huoran turned and looked this way.

The water shadow raised her hand in surprise and covered her beautiful mouth.

"You are not the king of Jiuyou, you are not the king of Jiuyou..."

Guo Yiqin stared at Bai Ying's eyes, mumbled and repeated it several times, and then asked, "you, you are not the king of nine yous, how can you not die?"

"The king of Jiuyou can't die, but the person who can't die is not necessarily the king of Jiuyou."

The white shadow answered leisurely.

"Well, who are you?"

Guo Yiqin's tone was obviously excited.

"You'll know that later, I promise."

The white shadow giggled and answered.

"When?"

Guo Yiqin asked.

"When I finish teaching those who don't know how to live or die and settle accounts with you."

Bai Ying just had some smart voice and became numb again: "although you are more suitable to sit in this position than tieliao, you can never compare with him. I think the leader with knowledge under the spring must have made a helpless choice after repeated weighing when he chose you as his successor. "

"There are no generals in Shu, and Liao Hua is the pioneer. That's probably what I mean."

Bai Ying said, looking up at the brighter and brighter moon in the sky: "after Sirius was buried in the northwest, no one is qualified to let the dragon head die without regret."

"I want to duel with you."

After Guo Yiqin squeezed this sentence out of his teeth, the long knife slowly raised again.

He can die and doesn't want to be looked down upon by the white shadow.

Bai Ying didn't mean to fight with him at all. He still looked at the bright moon and said faintly, "Guo Yiqin, do you think if Longtou is still alive, he will cooperate with Mrs. Jiuyou to deal with the king of Jiuyou who betrayed him?"

Guo Yizhu.

"He won't."

White shadow said, shook his head, and Mu Na's tone was low: "he can be like Sirius, drips the last drop of blood and dies, and won't cooperate with that evil woman."

"But he --"

Guo Yiqin opened his mouth and just said these two words, but closed it again. He slowly put down his knife, looked down at the white shadow's feet and said in a dumb voice, "yes, you're right. I'm not qualified to take his place -- I'll wait for you to settle accounts with me anytime, anywhere. But be careful. I already know your invulnerability. "