My love game is too abstract

“I’m, I’m really sorry. Since you’ve all seen it, then, then I have no choice but to silence you all!” He said, holding the revolver with trembling hands.

“Yaro…”

A weak call came from behind him. He suddenly turned his head and saw Lulula sitting there, covered in wounds, staring blankly at him.

“Lulula? What happened to you…”

He was stunned. The shocking wounds on Lulula's body pierced his eyes, and a pool of blood had already accumulated beneath the girl.

He also saw the weapons in the hands of the two people and quickly understood what had happened here.

At this moment, when he spoke again, his tone was already extremely cold.

“It seems that killing you was indeed the right thing to do.”

The two opponents suddenly felt an extremely terrifying pressure, suppressing them to the point where they could barely breathe.

“Ugh… Which bastard…”

At this moment, Seban, who had been pressed under the slime, pushed away the limp slime and crawled up from the ground, shaking his head.

“What is this thing?” She sat on the ground, also staring blankly at the dark brown slime.

Then, her gaze shifted from the slime to the young man holding the revolver with a cold expression. Her face immediately darkened, the fat on her face squeezed together, and she opened her mouth and cursed:

“You son of a bitch! Where did you come from, you bastard! How dare you rob my prey! And you dare to disgust me with this thing! I will pull out your intestines and make you eat them yourself!”

Yaro looked calmly at the hysterical, scolding fat woman and scoffed.

In the next moment, six rapid gunshots rang out. In the bullet time of the Eye of Death, without giving the three opponents any chance to resist, their heads exploded with crimson blood, and at the same time, several earth spikes protruded from the ground, piercing through their bodies from bottom to top.

Seban's fat body received extra earth spikes and bullets. Five earth spikes pierced into her buttocks and out of her neck, causing her pig-like head to hang limply, her eyeballs almost popping out.

All three of them were instantly killed before they could even let out a scream, their deaths extremely gruesome.

Lulula widened her eyes. The pressure Yaro had used before was clearly that of a dragon, and just now, she didn't even see his movements or spell incantation clearly. The earth spikes erupted almost instantly.

After the danger was lifted, her tense nerves relaxed, and she could no longer support her body, collapsing against the wall.

Yaro had already walked up to her, squatted down, and examined her injuries, frowning.

“The injuries are too severe. I’ll take you to the hospital.”

As he spoke, he scooped up Lulula's legs with one hand, put his arm around her shoulders, and picked her up.

“No, no!”

Lulula was already about to faint, but she still desperately grabbed his clothes and shouted through gritted teeth.

“Can’t go to the hospital!”

“What’s wrong?” Yaro asked.

“Going to the hospital… going to the hospital… they will discover my Quetzalcoatl identity, which will cause more trouble…”

She gasped for breath, her vision becoming increasingly blurred, and her voice gradually weakened: “Just… just let me rest for a while… I can recover on my own…”

As she spoke, her head drooped and rested on Yaro's shoulder, her hand grasping his clothes falling down loosely.

Serena looked at the clock in front of her. It was almost seven o'clock, but Yaro hadn't returned yet.

“That guy is too slow,” she said helplessly.

“Lulula went to buy groceries and hasn’t come back either. I’m so hungry,” Ji Xiaofei mumbled, resting her chin on the dining table.

“Could something have happened?” Tao Hu said worriedly.

Serena was hesitating whether to go out and look when, in the center of the living room, space-time twisted, and Yaro appeared there, carrying the unconscious Lulula, with a dark brown creature that looked like mud spread out beside him.

“Yaro, where did you go… Lulula!?”

The three of them were stunned when they saw Lulula covered in wounds and hurriedly ran over.

Yaro placed her on the sofa, and blood quickly stained the sofa red.

“Vinea, bring a basin of hot water. Serena, you still have the healing potions you concocted, right?” Yaro said.

Serena reacted and immediately ran to the room to get a few bottles of recovery potions she had made. Vinea also brought a basin of hot water and bandages for wrapping.

Zexia heard the noise and walked out of the room, frowning slightly when she saw Lulula with severe injuries.

“These few bottles are for external use, and these are for taking,”

Serena hurriedly sorted out the few bottles of potion. Lulula's terrible injuries really scared her, and her hands were shaking.

She could only take a few deep breaths to calm herself down, and then apply medicine to Lulula.

The wounds on her wings and arms were so deep that even the bones could be seen. After applying the medicine and wrapping it with gauze, she helped Lulula up and fed her a little medicine.

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Finally, after washing the blood stains off her body with hot water, Yaro carried her back to the room.

Everyone gathered in the room, looking at the still unconscious Lulula with worried expressions.

“Yaro, what exactly happened? How could Lulula…” Serena asked him.

“She was attacked. When I arrived, she was cornered by three people, and she had already suffered such serious injuries at that time,” Yaro said.

He pondered for a moment and said, “I think those people should have valued her bloodline as a Quetzalcoatl. After all, even if it’s not pure Quetzalcoatl blood, it’s still worth a lot of money.”

“But, why suddenly…”

“Those are probably people from the Black Iron Flower Troupe, right?”

At this moment, Zexia standing at the door suddenly said.

Yaro looked at her: “Black Iron Flower Troupe?”

He seemed to have heard this name before.

Zexia explained:

Zexia showed a disgusted expression: “That place is just a group of desperadoes who will do anything for money. Those bastards even ran to this king's Dragon Valley and attacked many dragons with traps, and their methods were insidious and vicious, only using various despicable tricks. This king personally took action to wipe them out.”

The silver dragon's gaze darkened: “Nothing is more disgusting than being entangled by those guys.”

“Then Lulula’s current injuries…” Serena said worriedly.

“Looking at her injuries, it should be a magical artifact called Ghost Pepper Fire Tube. It’s a cursed magical artifact, a weapon that those guys often use. The magic missiles it fires can constantly corrode the wound, and can even directly sever a dragon's arm in a short period of time. She can still survive thanks to the blessing power of the Quetzalcoatl. The blessing power can suppress the curse, but the self-healing ability has slowed down. Now her self-healing level is only a little faster than a normal person.”

Zexia paused for a moment and then said, “What we should be worried about now is that the Black Iron Flower Troupe already knows about Lulula's existence. Those people are in complete communication with each other, and when one person gets the news, the whole group will swarm over like ants.”

“So, Lulula’s current situation is still very dangerous?” Serena said.

“Probably. The people from the Black Iron Flower Troupe are probably already heading towards the royal capital, one by one, to compete for Lulula,” Zexia said.

Yaro looked at the unconscious Lulula and said coldly:

“Then let them come. Kill one for every one that comes.”

Zexia snorted: “You really know how to show off.”

Then her gaze also turned cold, revealing a chilling aura belonging to a hunter:

“But if they dare to touch this king's people, as long as they dare to come, this king will not let any of them go.”