This is no joke, human life is at stake.

Over the years, since Xiao Jixiang entered the Haotian Sect, it can be said that everyone has watched her grow up.

Little Jixiang is innocent, cute, lively, and talented. He has already shown the appearance of an immortal at a young age.

Hu Jinwan has long regarded her as his niece.

Shen Yuan also treated Xiao Jixiang as a younger sister.

But now, Xiao Jixiang was nailed to the wall like this, vomiting blood, and walking towards death step by step.

"Although I don't know why Brother Jiang did this? But I can feel that he has no murderous intention."

Su Fan took a deep breath, looked at the little Jixiang on the wall, and said slowly.

"And, you see, Xiao Jixiang has not given up."

Following Su Fan's words, everyone's eyes focused on Xiao Jixiang again.

I saw that her hands were already holding the trembling gun body.

It is true that the injury Xiao Jixiang suffered now was a fatal injury.

But she still breathed her last breath and did not lose consciousness.

Although blood is constantly dripping from the mouth and nose, it can be seen with the naked eye that the trembling instinct is being pulled out of the wall little by little by Xiao Jixiang.

"Um, ah, cough cough."

As the gun was pulled out, Xiao Jixiang's screams of pain continued to come from his mouth.

"Tick tock tock."

The blood under Xiao Jixiang's body had gathered into a small river, but the movements of her hands never stopped.

"Bang."

With the trembling instinct, Xiao Jixiang was pulled out of the wall, and her body fell from the wall.

As soon as he touched the ground, Xiao Jixiang knelt down on the ground due to exhaustion.

Although the trembling instinct has been pulled out of the wall, it has not yet been pulled out of Xiao Jixiang's body.

As she knelt down, the wound was touched again.

With his eyes blurred, Xiao Jixiang raised his head slightly and saw Ku Jue, Shen Yuan, Hu Jinwan and Su Fan.

Stretching out his hand, Xiao Jixiang rubbed his eyes and saw clearly the worry and anxiety on everyone's faces, but at the same time, he also saw the disappointment in Jiang Wuhen's eyes.

But such a disappointment.

"Admit defeat, just close your eyes and you can rest..."

A voice rang in my ears, and a feeling of exhaustion from my soul surged into my heart.

Xiao Jixiang's eyelids suddenly became as heavy as a thousand pounds, and she really wanted to close her eyes and sleep.

"Little auspiciousness."

Su Fan's voice came to his ears, and Xiao Jixiang opened his eyes again and looked at Su Fan.

Su Fan looked at Xiao Jixiang at the same time.

The uncle and nephew just looked at each other.

"Uncle Master, Xiao Jixiang is so tired and wants to rest."

"What does little Jixiang like to do when he is tired?"

Su Fan winked at Xiao Jixiang and said through the message.

Xiao Jixiang's spirit was immediately lifted.

"When little Jixiang is tired, my mother will cook me a table of delicious food. After I finish eating, she will hug me and sing to me to sleep."

While answering Su Fan, the trembling instinct in Xiao Jixiang's chest was pulled out bit by bit.

"What else?"

Xiao Jixiang thought for a while and then sent a message to Su Fan.

"Xiao Jixiang will also go to Sister Liuling. Sister Liuling will make me medicinal meals and give me a massage. By the way! Sister Liuling pulled out the cupping last time. Although it hurt a little at first, it still hurts.

It’s really comfortable in the back.”

With a soft sound of "Boo.", the trembling instinct was pulled out of Xiao Jixiang's chest.

A blood hole the size of half a sandbag appeared in Xiao Jixiang's heart, and blood was still flowing out.

The body of the Trembling Instinct gun was already covered in blood, but Su Fan noticed something different.

Tiny cracks, trembling instinct

Several cracks have appeared on the gun body.

"What else?"

After discovering the change in his trembling instinct, Su Fan felt a sense of excitement.

"Little Jixiang will go play cards with Elder Hu, oh, by the way! And Hanguang, last time I went fishing with him in Linghu Lake next to Yunxiao Peak."

The more Xiao Jixiang talked, the more excited he became. His body that was half kneeling on the ground stood up again.

Hu Jinwan and Shen Yuan were stunned.

You were shot in the heart, and you were able to pull the gun out on your own? Then you stood up like a normal person.

The disappointment in Jiang Wuhen's eyes turned into surprise, and then he felt a little relieved.

"Xiao Jixiang, they are all waiting for you to go back. Everyone in Haotian Sect is waiting for you to go back!"

Xiao Jixiang's originally hazy eyes became bright again.

Yes, everyone is waiting for me to go back.

How could I fall here?

Xiao Jixiang's pupils slowly gathered together, and vitality appeared on her body again.

Xiao Jixiang, who was originally supported by his trembling instinct, now stood up straight.

He raised the gun body and slammed the trembling instinct into the ground.

Xiao Jixiang's figure has straightened up.

"Bang!" a loud noise.

The rust on the Trembling Instinct gun suddenly burst open.

Countless pieces of rust flew away, revealing the original flowing light and majestic bright black color!

The blood of Xiao Jixiang on the gun quickly soaked into it.

The black light became more and more intense.

At the same time, as if being pulled,

The blood on the corners of Xiao Jixiang's mouth, chest, and on the ground slowly floated.

Then they all poured into the trembling instinct of the gun.

At the same time, the gun body was also constantly vibrating.

Just when the trembling instinct was absorbing Xiao Jixiang's blood, a figure suddenly flashed in front of everyone's eyes.

It is destruction.

I saw him jumping towards the trembling instinct without hesitation, and the moment he touched the gun body, he was directly integrated into it.

With the fusion of destruction, various patterns appeared on the body of Trembling Instinct's gun, which were exactly the magic patterns that appeared on Xiao Jixiang's body before.

A feeling of blood connection came to Xiao Jixiang's heart, and the trembling instinct in his hand seemed to be no longer a weapon.

It's an extension of your own arms.

With a slight movement of thought, the trembling instinct turned into a stream of light in an instant, and surged onto the horrific wound on Xiao Jixiang's chest.

In a few breaths, Xiao Jixiang's originally fatal wound had disappeared, and his whole person's aura was completely different from before, with devilish aura and demonic aura coexisting.

He stretched out his hand and gently touched his chest. Xiao Jixiang could feel a hard object.

When he looked down, he saw that the original wound on his heart had disappeared, replaced by a medium-sized black scale, emitting a faint light.

Stroking this scale, Xiao Jixiang could feel a steady stream of power pouring out of his body.

As his heart moved, a slight tingling sensation spread throughout his body. The next moment, pure black scales grew from the surface of his body, like dragon scales, and the clothes on Xiao Jixiang's body also shattered in an instant.

The scales glowing with faint black light perfectly wrapped Xiao Jixiang's body together, revealing the graceful curves.

And the trembling instinct also reappeared in Xiao Jixiang's hands.

However, in addition to the lack of a spear point, the current Trembling Instinct exudes an unusually domineering aura. The black light it constantly emits combined with the scale armor all over its body makes it look like a female demon.

"After so many years, we finally see each other again..."
To be continued...