Chapter 310

"Melody!" Coolapika put her hand on the shoulder of melody and looked at her worried.

"It doesn't matter, Coola pickup." The melody tidied up her mood, turned to look at Qin Lun and said, "I am a music hunter, who collects and saves rare precious music scores in the world. A few years ago, my companion and I heard a dark Sonata written by the devil. My companion died on the spot, and I became what I am now. "

Qin Lun's heart moved, glanced at the new prompt message on the death list, and asked with concern, "can it be restored?"

"I don't know. The part I heard is not complete. For many years, I have been looking for the music score. I hope to make up for the regret, but I haven't got anything." The melody whispered, "I'm here to get some information about this."

"You can't help me, Mr. Qin Lun!" The melody said seriously, "by the way, I want to ask you a question, OK?"

"Please!" Qin Lun replied with a smile.

"Yesterday afternoon, I heard two voices in you. It seems that they came from two completely different people. Can you tell me what happened?" Melody looked at the cool La pica around her and asked cautiously.

"Of course, we may encounter enemies during the auction next time, so we can cooperate better if we meet each other honestly." Qin Lun stepped forward two steps, leaning against the guardrail of the roof, closing his eyes and feeling the cool morning wind.

"Maybe you already know that silver, Lisa and I are not the organizers of any auction. We belong to the dark organization - the beast of the underworld."

"We already know that!" Kulapika and melody look at each other, the young man says with a smile, "using the hunter license can find the identity of the other two people from the hunter Association's website, but there is no information about you."

"Ha ha, of course, there won't be any information about me. I only have ten days to join the beast." Qin Lun looked up at the dawn of the sky. "Actually, I was born in meteor street, a bloodthirsty thug. The other voice that melody hears is the beast that meteor street left in my heart! "

"Meteor street, the meteor street where mirage came from?" The voice of Coola pica was cold and could not be concealed.

"Yes!" Looking at the look of Kula pickup, Qin Lun's eyes flashed, and a strange idea suddenly came into his mind. He asked tentatively, "Kula pickup, you and the phantom group..."

Kulapika took a deep breath and nodded lightly: "yes, I have an irreconcilable hatred with the mirage group. My purpose of becoming a bounty hunter is to catch up with the mirage group and make these thugs disappear from the world."

"There are eight million people in kulapika and meteor street, not all of them are mirage tours. Please don't treat me as an enemy." Qin Lun shook his head and smiled bitterly. Looking at the silent handsome youth, he suddenly realized.

It's no wonder that the main line mission didn't put the orcs and northra's guards in the hunter camp when it was dividing the camp. It turns out that the deep root of this historical plot lies in the hatred between kulapika and mirage group. The auction in Yorkson city only provides a proper stage for both parties.

Perhaps in the original history, the mirage group was only aiming at the collection of the auction, and the Kula pickup only received an ordinary guard job.

Under normal circumstances, due to the presence of Ninon, the fortune tellers and the guards of the norstra family should not be involved. In the end, only some rich and ordinary gang members who came to the auction may die.

However, because of the deep hatred between kulapika and the brigade, it led to the fierce battle between the brigade and the hunter. In this way, kulapika is not only a member of the hunter camp, but also the key to the whole historical plot?!

However, the elephant will not pay attention to the ant's resistance. Since the Kula pickup can pry the whole historical line, he must have done something to cause great damage to the mirage group, and even killed several members of the group.

Qin Lun's eyes brightened slowly, but he immediately lowered his head to hide the suspicious color in his eyes.

He suddenly realized that no good plan needs to be implemented. If this inference is correct, the handsome young man with a beautiful face like a woman in front of him should at least have the fighting power of a high-ranking apostle.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Qin Lun. I apologize for the rudeness just now!" "You're right, I shouldn't extend the hatred of mirage group to the whole meteor street."

Despite the use of honorific words, kulapika's tone is still a little cold, no longer the harmonious atmosphere just now. It seems that he has some feelings about Qin Lun's meteor street background.

"That's all right, Coola pickup, I can understand!" Qin Lun's eyes flashed and he thought over the sentence and said, "maybe I can help you."

"Have you heard from the mirage group?" As soon as kulapika's eyes brightened, she thought of Qin Lun's origin in meteor street and immediately asked.

"No, I don't know the travelers." Qin Lun chuckled and turned his right hand. He had a pure white revolver in his hand. "But I can let you know the fighting style of meteor street thugs. Although most of them have unique fighting mode, the habits formed by living environment are not easy to change. ""Ha ha, OK." At last, there was a smile on coolapika's face, "melody, you can get out of the way."

Coola pickup takes off her outer coat, revealing her white inner lining. She holds two short knives in her left and right hands. His short knife is straight and short, a bit like the rib difference of Japanese knife, but the blade is more straight.

"Be careful." Qin Lun said hello and raised his hand.

Kulapika's eyes lit up a little white light, and it seemed that "congealing" had been used. The boy slightly tilted his head, avoided the bullet trajectory, and stared at Qin Lun in the opposite direction. For people like him who are able to read, it's hard for pistol bullets to hurt them. It's better to pay more attention to the next move of the opponent.

Qin Lun had a mysterious smile on his lips. If the bullets fired from the light and dark funeral were so easy to deal with, they would not be legendary guns. From Zijin quality to legendary level, in addition to the power, the most important change is that there are two kinds of soul, unicorn soul and Meisha life core.

In fact, Qin Lun did not play the real power of the legendary guns before he came into contact with the ability of reading. To realize the true value of such legendary equipment as light and dark funeral, the conditions are very harsh. It is necessary not only to meet the standards of the Apostles' profession, but also to have a deep understanding of the career path.

In other words, the user must be a top shooter and have the heart of the strong. Qin Lun is not satisfied with such conditions. There is still a distance between the advanced skills - gun specialization and master skills. Joy's killing heart has little to do with Archer career.

However, the soul of one of the angel's eulogies is Qin Lun's professional certificate. Combined with the incomplete reading ability of killing breath transformation, it can already reflect part of the power of the legendary firearms.

"I am what I am!" Under Qin Lun's gaze, a bright light suddenly appeared on the surface of the white bullet, and a unicorn with sacred light was flying its hooves high, dragging a long flame towards Kula pickup.

Soul of the unicorn!

"Is that his ability to read? Add the magic attack of animal form to the bullet! " Coolapika was a little surprised, but his movement was very fast, and he could avoid the unicorn's frontal charge.

"Wheeze!" After all, supersonic bullets can't be avoided completely. The boy's left arm still touches the edge of the unicorn. The white training suit is torn, and the exposed skin suddenly turns black. This is also the result of the protection of kulapika's reading ability. Otherwise, it's enough to make him lose an arm.

"Be careful, it's not over!" Qin Lun's empty left hand stretched out, and the unicorn's side seemed to have a crystal clear Pentagram crystal mirror. When he raised his right hand, he shot again.

However, the subsequent bullet did not activate unicorn, and the soul's spirit critical hit has not been cooled. The bullet caught up with the unicorn at a faster speed, and integrated into the unicorn unhindered, hitting the side of the first bullet from the side.

"Tinkle!" Unicorn as if a difficult to turn the carriage, under the impact of turning over. The pentagram crystal mirror on the side is rubbed tightly. When the crystal mirror is broken, it also runs towards the Kula pickup again in the impact of elements.

Coola pick up the delicate eyebrows, insert the right knife on the ground, and rush to Qin Lun with a kick on her calf. In a short moment, he has found that he must close the distance with Qin Lun at once, or he will be played to death by the archer.

"Ha ha!" Qin Lun chuckled and gave up the control of Unicorn, and pulled out the sister gun of angel's praise again from his waist - Devil's song. Standing in place with guns in both hands, waiting for the cool pickup to come.

"Drink!" Kulapika's left knife is on his chest, and his right knife stabs Qin Lun. There is a little white light on the tip of the knife, which obviously adds a layer of thinking force to it.

"Ordinary mental strength is increased, but I can't break my defense." Qin Lun bent down with a smile. The angel's praise on his right hand was a short knife. The devil's song on his left hand stretched out from under his armpit. It was almost a shot to the belly of a cool pickup.

"When!" The left hand knife in front of Kula pica's chest was cut like lightning, which could be stopped in front of the muzzle of devil song. However, I was also staggered and retreated by the bullet.

"Pure shooters can't survive in places like meteor street. We are more used to close combat." Qin Lun's eyes flashed, his feet turned around like a whirlwind, his right hand gun hit the young man's temple like a hammer, his left hand back to his back, "bang" was another shot, shot at kulapika's knee.

The boy pounced out in embarrassment. While avoiding the bullet, he lost control of his body. When he knelt down on one knee to stabilize his body, his forehead had been held by a pure white pistol.