Magic Punk

Qian Ying looked at the bullets hitting her one after another with an expression like looking at the petals coming in the wind.

The first bullet had already struck, then passed straight through Qian Ying's body and flew to infinity.

It's a real pass through.

The body of this girl who is always smiling is like smoke, or like a silhouette cast from another world, just like when you throw a stone at yourself on the water, when the ripples dissipate and the stone passes through your body, you are still Unscathed.

As bullets penetrated Qian Ying's body one after another, Xuanyi had already used up all the bullets in his body.

Without hesitation, he took off the big gun from his back, pressed the steel nail into the barrel of the gun, aimed at Qian Ying's head, and pulled the trigger brazenly.

Blue lightning flashed, and steel nails roared out, tearing the air and stirring up the white turbulence. Qian Ying had no intention of stopping it, and quietly watched the snow-white turbulence quietly pass through her body.

Then she smiled and said: "It's really your style Xuanyi."

"I thought you would at least give me a hug when you saw me come back to life."

Seeing that his shots were completely ineffective against the opponent, Xuan Yi stopped trying to fire any more, but he still had no intention of making peace with Qian Ying. He already held the dagger and sword in his hands, and then gritted his teeth and rushed towards the opponent.

There are no resurrected people in this world. They are either puppets manipulated by others, or the so-called dead people are not dead at all.

No matter what the possibility is, it is not a possibility worth being happy about for Xuan Yi.

Only dead Qian Ying is a good Qian Ying.

If she doesn't want to die, then he has no choice but to kill her with his own hands.

Qian Ying looked at the boy rushing towards her and couldn't help but stretched out her hand and yawned softly: "I think so."

"You probably don't realize the difference between us."

Saying this, Qian Ying's body disappeared in an instant, and in the next moment she came to the side of the sprinting boy. Xuan Yiyi had time to show an incredible look, and Qian Ying had already stretched out a finger to sweep the dagger in the boy's hand.

There was a "ding-dong" sound.

This fifth-grade alloy dagger, which was as sharp as clay, was easily cut off like a candle in front of the young girl's green onion-like fingers. Half of the dagger blade fell on the stone at her feet, making a crisp sound.

Xuan Yi didn't see clearly how the other party came here, nor could he understand how the other party cut through the fifth-grade alloy with his fingers.

Being unable to understand means being unable to resist.

The girl's voice sounded quietly in his ears: "Do I have to beat you until you lie on the ground and can't get up before you are willing to be quiet?"

Xuan Yi stopped.

He saw Qian Ying still standing in the same place as before. It seemed that the person who came to Xuan Yi just now had nothing to do with her.

"Xuan Er." Xuan Yi silently called the devil in his heart.

"What are my chances of winning?"

Xuanji heard a sneering voice in his mind: "Are you serious? Do you still want a chance of winning?"

Xuan Yi let go of his hands, and the broken dagger and single sword fell to the ground.

Then he pulled out the pistol that had no bullets and threw it on the ground, followed by two grenades that he had not yet used.

When Xuan Yi took off the big gun behind him and threw it far away, he no longer had any weapons on his body.

"The wagging of the tail is really fast." Qian Ying stood there and exclaimed, and then she appeared in front of the boy in an instant, stretched out her fingers to touch his lips, her expression was intriguing: "Didn't you feel good about taking advantage of me just now?"

Xuan Yi remained motionless. He waited until Qian Ying withdrew his finger and then looked at the girl who looked exactly like the gentle and tough girl before: "Who are you?"

Qian Ying laughed loudly, spinning around and dancing: "I've already kissed you, and you ask me who I am?"

Xuan Yi asked repeatedly: "Who are you?"

Qian Ying looked into the young man's black eyes and said with a smile, "Who else could I be if I wasn't Qian Ying?"

Xuan Yi sighed and closed his eyes.

He turned on the perception of life and death.

But what is surprising is that this world of black and white lines is completely black as far as the eye can see. Only Qian Ying's silhouette stands there, as white as the snow on the mountain.

This means that no matter what he does, he will die unless Qian Ying doesn't want to kill him.

"Is this your perfection ability?" Qian Ying watched him close his eyes and finally asked curiously.

"How about a deal? I'll tell you my consummation abilities. You told me."

She admits that she has at least one level of perfection.

Xuan Yi tightened his mouth and did not answer.

A trump card like life and death perception would be useless if someone knew about it.

Qian Ying, on the other hand, chuckled and said, "It doesn't hurt to tell you about my perfection ability."

"I achieved Perfection at the age of ten. I obtained Observation Motive and Color in the Cave Heaven Realm. When I reached the Peak Realm, I upgraded to Psychological Perception. I originally thought that the ability I gained when I reached the Perfection Realm would be insight into people's minds, but I didn't expect that it turned out to be a perfect performance. It was a waste. I have great expectations.”

Perfect acting? Does this mean she is playing Qian Ying?

If she was playing Qian Ying, did the real Qian Ying never come to this training ground?

And who is she who plays Qian Ying?

Xuan Yi thought quickly in his mind, but still said nothing.

The other party didn't answer his question, and he didn't need to answer hers.

Qian Ying sighed: "Okay, okay, I'll just satisfy your curiosity."

"But say it beforehand."

"I satisfy you, and you must satisfy mine."

"I am Qian Ying's friend, and I will take part in this trial on her behalf."

"My real name is Jiaoyue."

"But I am the one accompanying you along the way, do you understand?"

"I was the one who killed Qian Li, I was the one who kissed you, I was the one who jumped into the white abyss, and I was the one who found the angelica."

"Of course, I was the one who finally chose to resist Xinghedu and was killed by him."

"I thought I was Qian Ying."

Xuan Yi opened his eyes and looked at the girl in front of him who calmly told the truth.

Her acting skills were so superb, not to mention herself who thought she was already very careful. Even Qian Li, Qian Ying's brother, did not realize until her death that the sister she protected with her life was a fake.

Perhaps it is true as she said, she really is a perfectionist, and the ability to achieve perfection is a perfect performance.

Such acting ability can only be described as flawless.

"Who is Jiao Yue?"

Xuan Yi asked.

The girl in front of him looked at him and smiled, her light blue eyes shining slightly: "Do you really want to know who Jiaoyue is?"

"If I change back to Jiao Yue, then Qian Ying will be dead."

Xuan Yi shook his head: "Qian Ying is already dead, you can't change her back."

Unexpectedly, Qian Ying nodded seriously: "Yes, you are right, she triggered the death safe word and woke me up."

"The meaning of perfect acting is to forget who you are and become a brand new person."

"So, when she died, I could no longer tell myself that I was Qian Ying."

Qian Ying looked at Xuan Yi with a subtle expression.

"If you really want to know who I am."

"I have a feeling you're going to regret it."

Saying this, Qian Ying lowered her head and rubbed her face vigorously with her hands.

Xuan Yi saw a strange transparent powder falling down, and then the girl stretched out her hand and pulled down the long golden hair.

Jiao Yue raised her head and looked at Xuan Yi seriously.

She had a pair of black eyes, as if she could see the endless night sky.

"Introduce yourself again."

"I am Jiao Yue, Os Jiao Yue."

"Monitor of this trial."