Reborn, being taken care of by the enemy Empress blocking the resurrection point

Lin Yefeng's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and his movements were even more clean. A small pistol appeared in his hand instantly.

Talk, pull out a gun, load it, shoot.

A set of movements flowed smoothly without any stagnation, and the speed was so fast that even Lin Xiaoke didn't react immediately.

With the sound of a gunshot, Lin Xiaoke had left his seat and rolled to the ground, with a bullet embedded in his forehead.

Such a shot was not enough to kill him.

Speaking of which, I have to thank Gao Yunjing.

The strong point of [General's Hundred Battles] is that Lin Xiaoke can constantly adapt to the environment and make adjustments accordingly.

In the past year, Gao Yunjing would always compete with him in various ways.

As for the result, there is no need to think about it. Even the victorious general Luo Baijiang was defeated by him for the first time, let alone Lin Xiaoke?

But he never imagined that the training he had endured over the past year would give him his life today.

Seeing that this shot did not kill Lin Xiaoke, Lin Yefeng's eyes were full of jealousy, but then it turned into a strong surprise.

Lin Xiaoke wiped the blood from his forehead and asked angrily: "Why do you do this?"

"Why can't I do this?" Lin Yefeng stood up suddenly, and his tall figure cast a large shadow under the light, shrouding Lin Xiaoke.

"Every good thing has been yours since childhood. God gave you a high-risk virtual spirit. Your parents died in the war, but you got back a huge family property."

"Even the girl I like likes you and does everything for you!" Lin Yefeng suddenly raised his voice.

"Remember, you have enjoyed the glorious years in the first half of your life, so it will be my turn in the second half of your life!"

Lin Yefeng's handsome face could no longer be tense, showing a ferocious and evil smile, holding the small pistol in his hand, and walked over step by step.

At this time, Lin Xiaoke could not ignore the overwhelming pain in his heart and stood up fearlessly. Lin Yefeng's shot did not cause much damage to him.

Lin Xiaoke tried his best to force out a sneer, but the sourness in his heart made his facial expression extremely abstract and ugly.

After thinking about it, the expression on his face gradually became dull, and the hatred under his cold tone was like a huge wave.

"Cousin, should I admire your courage, or laugh at your stupidity?"

The long sword was instantly unsheathed, and the cold sword light filled the entire room like flowing water, spreading out flatly.

"When did you become my opponent?"

"Now." Lin Yefeng was unusually calm. Even when faced with Lin Xiaoke, who was far stronger than him, he did not panic at all and just continued to shoot.

Lin Xiaoke waved his long sword, and all the bullets were blocked one by one. He walked quickly to Lin Yefeng in the blink of an eye.

Just when he was about to swing his sword, his vision suddenly became blurry, his mind felt stabbing, and his legs lost strength and went limp.

Lin Xiaoke actually knelt down on one knee in front of Lin Yefeng in an extremely embarrassed posture.

At this time, Lin Xiaoke had to rely on his sword with both hands to barely keep himself from kneeling on his knees. His consciousness gradually became blurred and his body became weaker and weaker.

"My dear cousin, why do you think your fiancée won't betray you?" Lin Yefeng had a triumphant smile on his face.

Lin Xiaoke raised his head with shock and looked at Shen Yue who was standing aside. Shen Yue raised the alcohol wipes in her hand with a smile.

He let go of his hand with difficulty. The palm of his hand that had just been wiped clean of blood was already ulcerated and swollen, but he didn't feel anything.

S3 type mental poison is listed as the highest level mental poison in the entire Yunhua Empire.

"It's really a big investment." Lin Xiaoke struggled to spit out a sentence. For some reason, his brain was unusually clear when he said this sentence.

But his body was completely limp out of control. He let go of the sword in his hand and collapsed to the ground helplessly.

He was abandoned.

The person he trusted the most framed him.

He should be angry, sad, resentful, or questioning.

In the end, he found that he could only remain silent, and he could not ask a single word.

He didn't want the answer that he definitely didn't want to hear.

Lin Yefeng suppressed the smile on his face. It seemed that he had defeated the person he had always wanted to defeat, and there was nothing to be happy about.

He calmly stepped forward and loaded the pistol, pointed it at Lin Xiaoke's head, and then slowly put it down, his tone filled with sadness that he didn't know where to come from.

"Lin Xiaoke, why are you not afraid at all?"

Lin Xiaoke's eyes were blank as he lay on the ground. [General's Hundred Battles] was working crazily to decompose unknown toxins in his body, as if he wanted to adapt.

But as an S-level third-level toxin, [General's Hundred Battles] can only serve to keep Lin Xiaoke's brain awake.

He spoke in a calm and distant tone, with a dead silence on the verge of despair, "What's there to be afraid of? I'm not losing to you."

"Aren't you afraid of what I might do?"

"What can you do?"

"Hahaha!" Lin Yefeng didn't talk nonsense. He immediately raised his gun and pointed it at Lin Xiaoke's limbs, shooting wildly.

Dense bullets poured out like a waterfall, and each bullet was embedded in Lin Xiaoke's body. Fortunately, the S3 mental toxin had blocked Lin Xiaoke's perception of the body.

But under the influence of [General's Hundred Battles], he remained awake, and he just watched silently as his body was splattered with blood.

Each bloody flower is like a flower swaying in the night sky, beautiful and charming, but fleeting.

Naturally, the pistol could not hold many bullets. Lin Yefeng emptied the bullets in the magazine and threw it aside, and pulled Shen Yue who was standing aside with a strong gesture.

He took her into his arms unceremoniously, and those sinful hands were so wanton and frivolous with the girl.

Lin Xiaoke still watched silently, as if he was drowning in a sea of ​​powerlessness. It would be fine if the girl was like a puppet and had no reaction.

But Shen Yue was playfully fighting with Lin Yefeng, not caring that her body, which had been guarded for more than ten years, was being treated lightly like this.

Lin Xiaoke's heart seemed to be forcibly crushed by great sorrow from the outside world, just like the porcelain cup in his hand just now.

Endless pain and sourness poured into his eyes, and two lines of tears slowly fell down.

The weakness in his body was far less than the weakness in his heart. Lin Xiaoke had already forgotten how long it had been since he shed tears.

The door was pushed open, and Shen Lianshan walked in with a bunch of tubes. He walked to Lin Xiaoke's side and inserted the needle into Lin Xiaoke's body.

Lin Yefeng finally shed tears when he saw Lin Xiaoke. Lin Yefeng let go of Shen Yue in his arms and said in a vicious tone:

"Don't you think I'm useless?"

"Then today, I will make this loser your good brother!"