Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Chapter 396: Poetry and Wine in the Prime of Life (2)

The bullet entered the realm of the Dustless Land and began to fall in a parabola, with its speed slowing down sharply.

As it approaches zero, the bullet flips around.

The Dustless Land blocks the attack of the bullets and provides kinetic energy for the bullets to counterattack, and immediately revokes the Word Spirit when the time is right.

Sword control, precise manipulation of metal objects in a large area centered on the sword itself.

This controls the direction of the bullet.

Assisted by Yin flow, ensure there are no accidents.

Han Qiu conceived this combination when he was traveling back to China, and he named it: Wanjian Guizongliu.

It combines defense, counterattack and precision.

The bullet turned a corner and went in through the car window, and red liquid splashed on the windshield.

The oncoming vehicle was clearly out of control and crashed into the leftmost lane.

"It's a big deal to have a gun, it really is." Han Qiu parked the car in the emergency lane in an orderly manner and walked past the cars with a nonchalant pace.

Hiss, the car was smashed to pieces, equipment exploded all over the ground, and the airbags popped out.

"Come out if you're not dead. It's rare to see a creature with good bloodline. Using a gun on you is an insult." Han Qiu shouted.

The step of not recognizing relatives is not in conflict with being cautious.

Han Qiu had to be cautious, if not for himself, he had to consider Su Xiaoqiang.

"You dare to hunt me down but dare not show up. What a waste of your bloodline." Han Qiu stared at the driver's seat.

The red dot of the blood knot remained motionless.

Is he really dead?

"If you don't come out, I'll show you my big breasts." Han Qiu opened his hands.

Jian Yu's domain effectiveness reached its peak, and in order to accomplish the feat, he even used violent blood.

Han Qiu is imitating what only Magneto in science fiction movies can do.

The car began to be dismantled, starting with the door, which was smashed to the side as Han Qiu waved his hand.

Hybrids are not mutants, and Han Qiu is certainly not a mutant at the abstract level like Magneto. This process lasted for two minutes.

Sweat dripped from Han Qiu's forehead and he put down his hands tremblingly.

Only a frame was left of the car, and an old man in a Zhongshan suit was slumped on the seat with his eyes closed.

He can't even be called an old man. He is no different from a skeleton, and has obvious signs of becoming a dragon.

"What the hell?" Han Qiu couldn't figure out the situation, he just felt that this old thing was very weird.

It's not like he's dead, but he's not alive either.

It is between the states of being alive and dead, between being awake and being confused.

Theoretically, the older you are, the more combat experience you should have and you won't do such stupid things. It also seems like your shooting accuracy isn't very good either.

Even with a bloodline comparable to that of the principal, it would not be killed by a single bullet, not to mention that the bullet only hit the old man's arm.

Han Qiu slowly approached, and when he was about three meters away, he raised his hand and took out the Eye of the Wind King.

The old thing opened his eyes suddenly, like a machine that was suddenly plugged into a power source. His eyeballs bulged out as if they were about to fall out, and the golden color in his pupils had no vitality at all, more like some kind of monster, such as the corpse guards in the God's Burial Ground.

"Damn it, you're playing with me by bringing a dead person?" Han Qiu couldn't help but swear.

Just as Jun Yan was about to take action and finish with a series of words about fire to burn everything, the old guy stood up with a metal instrument embedded in his stomach.

"Nima, bomb!"

Han Qiu had always assumed the worst of these dragon-slaying lunatics, but he had never expected them to be so brutal.

Whose ancestor is this, whose bomb is this, and whose conspiracy is this?

Word spirit·time zero, word spirit·moment.

The sound of the explosion seemed to be stretched out in Han Qiu's ears, and his mind was racing.

There was no time to throw the bomb far away. He could bear it, but he could not let it affect Su Xiaoqiang and his beloved BMW.

Yan Ling Bronze Throne.

Word Spirit·Immortality, strengthens the body to the level of titanium alloy.

Word Spirit·Isisko, gain a certain degree of recovery ability.

With the addition of a large number of body-strengthening words, Han Qiu pounced directly on the old man.

This thing is definitely related to the equipment department. Damn, such a small bomb can have such great power. The heat wave rushed straight to Han Qiu's face.

A deep hole was blown out on the road.

As for the old thing that was neither dead nor alive, Han Qiu couldn't find it even if he wanted to.

"Damn it..." Han Qiu slowly stood up, his body charred, "Don't let me know who set off the firecrackers."

Just like a god resurrected, the injuries began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In order to save time, Han Qiu could only use the power of cause and effect to instantly improve his bloodline and recover quickly.

The charred skin regained its white luster, the flesh turned white, and hair grew.

This scene stunned the guy who was monitoring on the top of the mountain, and his hand holding the special telescope began to tremble.

The power of dragons, a power beyond imagination.

In just three or five steps, he was reborn, refreshed and transformed into a fairy.

In fact, Han Qiu was not seriously injured, but he just looked miserable. Under the protection of the multi-word spirit, the explosion only destroyed his skin and some flesh, without causing any deep injuries.

If it is a hard cap, the current normal bloodline can be restored, it just takes time.

He was very short of time and was in a hurry to find Chen Wenwen so that the three of them could have a meal together.

Having dinner with a girl is the real thing, solving a problem along the way is nothing.

"He's sleeping soundly!" Han Qiu lay outside the car and took a look at the back seat.

Su Xiaoqiang was sleeping soundly on her side in the back seat, and the explosion outside did not wake her up.

This picture is very strange, but fortunately no one was passing by, so there was no naked man outside the car admiring the beauty inside.

"I have to go get some clothes. Tsk tsk, mad. When I find out who threw the firecrackers, I will make them pay for the clothes." Han Qiu opened the car door and heard Su Xiaoqiang snoring.

It's no problem to compete with Finkel.

Wow, Su Xiaoqiang also snores, record it.

Han Qiu turned on the recording and put the phone aside.

"Su Xiaoqiang's dirty talk moment." Han Qiu smiled frivolously, rubbed his hands and held the steering wheel.

The journey continues, and so does life.

Mr. Han reported the situation of the remaining causal power, and added at the end: "I still think you'd better send Su Xiaoqiang back."

"fine."

"To keep her safe, some causal power will be wasted."

"I'll try to save as much as possible."

The conversation has been in his mind all the time. Han Qiu made the recording himself and he can't let himself down.

"Do you like her?" Mr. Han asked.

"No, I thought I had it before, but actually I didn't. I want to help her, it's that simple, and don't keep urging me to fight, let me enjoy the process. This is just like taking exams at your age, don't always think about memorizing knowledge for the exam, can you also feel the beauty of knowledge, here's Chinese language."

"Okay, okay, okay, I can't argue with you. Whatever you say, you are really abstract."

"Thanks for the compliment."

"..."

"Don't run, stay and chat with me for a while, I'm afraid I'll get sleepy. Even with a high bloodline, it can't stand being without sleep for so long and fighting."

"What to talk about?"

"Let's talk about the guy who collected harems. Explain in detail."

"...If you really like her, you can accept her now. Just accept the girl who is interested in you."

"If I don't like it, then I can't accept it."

"Then why are you interested in having a harem?"

"Just understand, just listen for fun. Being interested is a sign of my being mean. I have a bottom line because I am still a gentleman."