"Eh? Did the silver dragon gun recognize the Lord?"

The girl's voice rang from the bottom of her heart again.

"Yes, didn't you say that my soul bone was produced by your blood? So I tried it and it went well." Qin Jian said in his heart.

The girl was silent for a while, and then whispered, "actually... It's strange... The silver dragon gun is my companion. It's not so much an artifact as half of me. I recognize not only blood, but also closeness... I..."

She seemed very confused: "how can I be so close to you..."

Qin Jian: "

The girl sighed faintly: "the silver dragon gun has only been away from me for more than ten years. It's the same to you as to me. It's really..."

Qin Jian: "

You said that the silver dragon gun is half of yourself. What do you do separately? Tough guy

He wisely didn't speak, so as not to be thought to be cheap and good, but a smile on the corner of his lips was about to hide.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

Hulina's small snow-white hand kept shaking in front of her: "why do you look at your gun affectionately? Does it look good to me?"

"Cough..."

Qin Jian coughed and hurriedly put down the silver dragon gun. Then he grabbed her little hand and pecked gently: "how can you look at the gun!"

"Bang!"

The silver dragon gun suddenly jumped up and hit Qin Jian's head.

Hulina stared: "can you beat people with your gun?"

Qin Jian: "

"Don't forget my consciousness is awake!" the girl's voice came into the bottom of her heart.

Qin Jian held his head and cried, "I'm talking about the silver dragon gun. I'm not saying you're not as good-looking as her."

The girl's voice was faint: "I just said that the silver dragon gun is half me."

You just said that the silver dragon gun didn't kiss you. How did it turn into you in an instant?

Qin Jian thought she was more lovely when she was sleeping. Otherwise, how can she flirt with her sister at will?

"Qin Jian..."

The little fox looked suspicious: "isn't it because you play with guns all day and don't play with her that the teacher is angry and wants to kill you?"

Qin Jian raised his head and stared at her: "how can I play with guns all day?"

Hulina hugged her chest with both hands: "I haven't said yet. You haven't talked to me as long as you've been staring at the gun since you came in the capital of killing."

"I..."

Qin Jian was speechless.

"Go, go, we haven't even entered the gate of the capital of killing for so long..."

He took julina and left.

The silver dragon gun floated behind him. Then he stretched out his hand backward, and the Dragon gun turned into silver and returned to his soul bone.

After a long delay, they finally came to the gate of the capital of killing.

The city seems to be made of blood, and the fierce breath is everywhere.

"Stop and show me your number plate!"

On both sides of the bloody city gate channel stood the previous hell knights, and the two men in the front stopped Qin Jian and Hu Lina with horizontal guns.

"Number plate? What's that?" Qin Jian asked.

The hell Knight frowned and said, "you can get a number card by defeating a knight. It was not a team of knights to assess you just now. Since you can get here, why didn't you have a number card?"

"Uh..."

Qin Jian and Hu Lina looked at each other.

"I didn't expect to ask them to issue number cards. It's a mistake." Qin Jian said silently.

Hulina blinked: "or go back and get it? There should be some."

"How disgusting it is to turn things from the dead..."

Qin Jian's face was full of disgust, and his silver dragon gun appeared again: "I think we'd better kill them together, so we'll go in naturally."

Hulina looked at the teams of nearly 100 people on both sides: "their strength is not low, I can't make it, can you?"

"What's OK, of course!"

Qin Jian turned his eyes: "it's just a little effort. I'm very short of soul now. They're barely enough for me to recover."

The two knights who stood in their way had an impatient face. As a result, they began to sweat on their foreheads.

Although I don't believe Qin Jian can really kill all of them, it's certain that the six died before, otherwise they won't come here without a number card.

"Two, two, I'll reissue you the number plate!"

Seeing that Qin Jian's silver gun was not ordinary, the knight almost shouted, "here's your number card!"

Qin Jian regretfully took back the silver dragon gun and the number card of Hu Lena.

Eight eight six eight eight six nine.

"These two figures are pretty good, very smooth." hulena was quite satisfied.

A strange color flashed in Qin Jian's eyes: "Dad, slip away, Dad... 69?"

"What are you thinking about?" the girl's voice suddenly rang from the bottom of her heart.

"What am I thinking?" Qin Jian immediately said in his heart.

The girl said in a helpless tone: "remind you, you can think whatever you want, but don't think when your consciousness is still linked to the Dragon gun, okay? Dad, slip away?"

Qin Jian... Stiff.

"Why are you staring at your gun again? Let's go!"

Hu Lena took Qin Jian's arm and took him forward.

When they walked through the city tower and just stepped into the capital of killing, a cold voice suddenly came from all directions.

"Welcome to the capital of killing!"

"This is the capital of hell, a world full of killing. Here, you can get everything you want at the price of... Your life."

Qin Jian didn't respond at all.

They who dare to kill hell knights are not frightened by this boring welcome.

At this time, a woman in a short black dress came from the front and stopped in front of Qin Jian and Hu Lina.

"Welcome to the capital of killing."

The woman stooped slightly and made an invitation gesture: "in the next twelve hours, I will be your guide to familiarize you with the capital of killing."

"That's trouble. You have a nice voice."

Qin Jian shrugged and walked forward, commenting on it as if it were serious.

"Nice voice? Are you disgusting with my voice?" hulena immediately alerted.

Qin Jian stroked his forehead: "is the IQ of a girl in love really zero? I'm just polite."

"Is it necessary to boast with a polite voice?" the little fox looked suspicious.

"Then I'll boast, make a good impression and serve us well in the next 12 hours."

Qin Jian turned his eyes: "I didn't say she was beautiful and in good shape. Wearing a black skirt, she tasted like a fallen angel."

"Qin Jian! How dare you stand in my face and praise other women?"

Hulena stepped on her high heels.

At the same time, the silver flow surged around him, and a gun tip appeared, banging on Qin Jian's head.

Qin Jian was crazy: "ah! You've gone too far!"

Black gauze woman:

What's the matter with these two people? Don't pay attention to the terrible capital of killing