Chapter 3171

He always maintained the action of holding a gun like a benchmark, which was motionless, cold and quiet, while the bones of his other hand were slightly bent, and his white fingers pulled away the black Ling with eyes in an instant.

The long eyelashes of the young man, as long as the wings of a butterfly, and his breathtaking eyes.

When the Black Damask fell off from his eyes and fluttered and overlapped with light and shadow, he saw the man in front of him.

The girl was like an ink painting, slowly unfolding in front of him.

Come into view.

In Qiyun's abyss like eyes, the pure and gloomy cold beautiful blue precipitated the most introverted color.

The data of the world are flashing and interlacing.

The code keeps jumping numbers.

And there is no doubt that,

Decomposition failed again.

In such a condensed and silent atmosphere, no one spoke.

Sir, there was a slight silence.

After a little silence,

He put down the gun in his hand. The action was calm and neat. He pinned it at his waist. The gun body was suffused with a cold and sharp light, setting off the cold white of his fingertips.

"I don't know who's coming, forgive me." Qi Yun hung his eyes slightly, his slender eyelashes half covered the ice blue at the bottom of his eyes, and his thin lips were as light as flowers and colors. His voice was a good sense of thoroughness, like cold ice and snow, "sorry."

The girl has picturesque features, peach blossom eyes are filled with ink, and gold wire glasses are classical and gentle, setting off a gentle and elegant temperament.

"Good shooting, sir."

She said so.

It sounds good.

He didn't care about Qi Yun's words, but suddenly said something irrelevant to the topic. With a faint smile in his tone, he couldn't say whether it was appreciation or something else. The meaning was unclear.

Qi Yun said indifferently, "you can too."

The doctor smiled politely and gently, and the ancient ink lingered: "do you mind trying?"

Qi Yun stared at ran Bai for two seconds and silently handed the gun to the girl. His action was calm and calm, which was a very obvious meaning.

"Thank you." dyed white half hung her eyes, and a little bit added gravity to hold the gun. The cold temperature was passed on to her hand. She smiled. The black pistol easily turned a beautiful circle in her hand and threw out the residual shadow. Her attitude was easy-going and calm, like taking an ordinary toy.

Next second——

Completely caught off guard.

The doctor suddenly raised his hand and aimed the gun at the young officer in an instant!

The tall young man stood in front of her, against the light of dusk, looking calm, cold and lustless. His dark blue eyes fell on the brightest star in the sky, reflecting the girl's elegant expression as jade and the gun containing killing and danger.

Remain unmoved.

It was completely calm and indifferent.

Dye your white fingers and pull the trigger calmly.

"Bang -"

There was a gunshot.

The bullet cut through the air and the hunt produced the wind.

The target several meters behind Qiyun was pierced in the center!

"It's good to have a good concentration." ran Bai pushed the gold wire glasses on the bridge of his nose with one hand, smiled appropriately and alienated very much: "the gun is also good."

She gently stretched out the hand that had been holding the gun: "return it to you."

Qi Yun calmly glanced at the gun in the girl's hand. Ice blue data rotating screen appeared in the depths of his eyes, and soon split the gun into a clear data format in an instant.

There was no error.

But this man is the exception.

He stretched out his hand to pick it up. During the period, he was indifferent and polite and didn't touch the tip of dye's white finger. Only when he held the gun, it seemed that the girl's body temperature was still left on the original cold temperature and pasted it on the palm of his hand, producing an imperceptible strange feeling.

When Xu Huai'an came over, he saw such an eye-catching scene.

"Yes."

With one hand in his pocket and a noble temperament, he paced past, with his thin lips half hooked with a radian.

Xu Huai'an raised his eyebrow: "happy chat?"

The officer glanced at him slightly, his pupils were very deep and cold, and there was no emotion.

"Qiyun... Gee, I haven't seen you for a year. You're still like this." it's like a human moving refrigeration machine. Xu Huai'an really admires this.

Fortunately, Xu Huai'an is also used to it. He doesn't stay on this matter. His arc white jaw is slightly raised and points to the direction of the youth: "introduce Qi Yun."

The radian provoked by his peach eyes is gentle and intoxicating, "this is my sister, Xu Bai."

Dyed white and calm, listening to such a name, there was no response. The gold lens disappeared the color in the eyes.

The young officer finally opened his mouth and said, "hello."

The girl tilted her head and smiled politely: "OK."

Somehow,

Xu Huai'an always felt that the two people stood together, and the atmosphere was somewhat unspeakable and subtle.

I hope it's his illusion.

"At this point, I haven't eaten." Xu Huai'an glanced at the time of his watch and probably had a concept at the bottom of his heart, "go to the canteen?"

The reason why Xu Huai'an understands this is that his friend is simply too self-discipline. What should be done at any time is arranged in an orderly manner, even within a minute. He lives a textbook life and has a sense of mechanical order.

Outrageous.

If you were any other person, you probably couldn't stand a life like Qiyun.

I don't know what kind of abnormal constitution this person is, so that he can be strict with himself for decades.

Qi Yun raised his fingers slightly, his bony joints were clear, beautiful and clean, and slightly lowered the radian of his hat brim. His deep pool like eyes didn't see the bottom. He gave a very cold, um, and walked forward solemnly. His body was clear. His military pants lined his legs, straight and long, which was a bit lustful, and annihilated in the introverted and cold temperament that can't be blasphemed.

Too beautiful slender back against the dusk light.

Xu Huai'an looked at the figure of the officer and walked slowly beside ranbai. He asked thoughtfully, "is it good?"

Dyed white used these three words to describe and evaluate: "art."

Good looking is good-looking,

But there is always something unspeakable wrong.

Ranbai took back her eyes after only one look, without thinking deeply.

Xu Huai'an listened to this answer and paused. Although it didn't sound like a description of people, there seemed to be nothing wrong. He felt quite appropriate, so he ignored the insignificant sense of strangeness for the time being, and then said, "is it much better than Zhou Mingzhe?"

Dyed white side under the eyes: "does it matter?"

"Just ask." to the girl's line of sight, Xu Huai'an looked unchanged and his lazy curved lips.

Ranbai didn't speak again.

Xu Huai'an whispered again: "I feel much better..." he sighed slightly and accelerated his pace.

Ranbai has heard what Xu Huai'an said clearly.

She looked straight ahead and looked calm.

It's not much better,

There is no comparability at all.