Teardown mode from scratch

Holding the knife, Wen Jinglan stood up straight, still with a calm expression, looking at the silver bird who was mocking them.Rong Ling covered his eyes, supported the trunk and stood up slowly, the pain and numbness in his body faded away, if he just sits and waits to die because he hurts one eye, then it would be better to die here.

Facing strange things, Rong Ling could indeed shoot without a moment's notice, just got up.

"Boom—boom—" two gunshots rang out, aiming at the bird's eyes, and the chest was shot.

The sound of "Ping--" sounded, the red eyes were not injured in any way, and the feathers were not damaged at all, only the soft sound of pearls hitting the glass surface, which is some unreasonable ghost thing!

The bird was very patient. It accepted the provocation but did not attack. It watched Wen Jinglan's pierced hole bleed continuously, forming a blood stain on the ground. Its red eyes gleamed fiercely with pride. I don't know, but thought it was interested in Wen Jinglan. What kind of holiday is there to hate.

Guns can't hurt it, eyes that can carry bullets more than explosion-proof glass, tempered feathers, Rong Ling simply retracts the revolver.Only this bizarre creature fits the antiquity's deified introduction.The ones I encountered before were all scumbags.

"Rong Ling—" Wen Jinglan said slowly, walking towards him slowly, and the chill on his body became more and more obvious.

"It's okay." Even though the pain was terribly painful, he could still feel that Wen Jinglan's emotions were not right.

"your eyes."

Finally, the bird didn't intend to watch the show anymore, its target was not the moving Wen Jinglan, but Rong Ling.Destroying things that others cherish is the most interesting thing. Of course this giant silver bird understands. This kind of eyes is so perfect, Wen Yun, your eyes make me so happy, and you actually have murderous intent. You are just a queen , Wearing a mere 'Suhuang' is nothing, the blood and flesh on it must be repaid by this person, and everything suffered in the past will be repaid by this person's life.

There is no weapon that can resist, how can resist, that kind of speed that cannot be captured visually, flitting behind Rong Ling teasingly, and the torn wound also blooms with blood as the steel wings pass by.Then the blood-stained wings waved towards Wen Jinglan, collided with Suhuang, and part of the wings shattered like a piece of metal.

As the attack speed of this giant silver bird continued to accelerate, far surpassing the previous group of silver birds, it was obvious that this speed was beyond the control range of humans. There were more and more broken places on the body, and the excessive blood loss caused The heaviness of the body is becoming more and more obvious. For this ancient creature that has not been understood at all, the irresistible unwillingness surges up, but what can be done?They all fell into this pit where they could lose their lives at any time and struggled. The nightmare that they thought was about to end was going on in a more cruel way.

Wen Jinglan was close to losing consciousness.It's just a nostalgia for the things you like.

Seeing Rong Ling leaning against the tree with huge wounds, Wen Jinglan's attacks stopped, leaving only bleeding wounds.

Why should the attack stop?It must not be that simple. This bird has no intention of letting them go. It is Rong Ling, right? It wants to kill Rong Ling in front of him while it is still conscious, so as to gain more pain. Birds are crazy.Unjust revenge without reason, the exhaustion of consciousness approaching the edge of darkness.

If a curse could kill something, Wen Jinglan would definitely make that bird die ten thousand times.

Can't let him get hurt again, we have to catch up.If Rong Ling died in front of his eyes like this, he would definitely collapse immediately.As long as he can live, he will never know who the hot spring is anyway, and sooner or later someone he likes will replace a name without any good memories.

How good it is to take care of your limbs. When Wen Jinglan thought so much, his body had already reacted. He could see the man's face when he lowered his head.

"Rongrong—"

If you can say a few more words, you should say sorry first, a blueprint brought you to such a dangerous place, sorry again, and then you can only face that evil bird alone.Also, I really want to tell you that I really love you, and I really want to be carried home by you in full view, but it’s fine that I can only hide it for the rest of my life...