Duan Xiyang squinted, looked at him condescendingly, and said calmly: "I learned my gun from heaven, from wind, from mountains, from the sun, from the sea, from stars, and even from dead people. You actually want to learn it?"

Do you want to worship me as your teacher and just pay for it all?"

"Don't think it's so beautiful."

Duan Xiyang said somewhat desolately: "I will never accept a disciple in my life."

Fang Che was silent for a moment, then suddenly knelt down and kowtowed several times respectfully: "Thank you, Chief Duan, for your guidance!"

These heads, whether they are Fang Che or Night Demon, are all willing to do so.

Whether it's a demon or a guardian, it's worth it.

Duan Xiyang watched him kowtow, but did not stop him.

The will-o'-the-wisp flickered in his eyes, but there was a strange light.

Fang Che said respectfully: "I will never forget my humble position for as long as I live."

Although Duan Xiyang did not accept a disciple and made sarcastic remarks, these few words deeply touched Fang Che. The value of these few words was also beyond imagination.

Duan Xiyang raised his head bleakly, looked at the confused gray fog in the field, and said, "What did you think of?"

"You can't learn marksmanship from others."

Fang Che said: "If you learn from others, you will never surpass them."

Duan Xiyang narrowed his eyes. He heard a different meaning and said, "Why are you learning to shoot?"

When he said these words, he suddenly had the mental power of White Bones to suppress his soul and locked onto Fang Che.

"Because of you!"

Fang Che didn't hesitate.

"Why?" Duan Xiyang's eyes suddenly jumped.

"Victory over you!"

Fang Che still didn't hesitate.

Under Duan Xiyang's bones, he was completely unable to contain himself.

The Bingche Lingtai is completely useless at this moment. I can't help myself.

Only the immeasurable scriptures cling to the last bit of clarity.

"Defeat me?"

Duan Xiyang smiled coldly: "What if after you defeat me, I die by your gun?"

The spirit of White Bone Soul Resurrection is stronger.

Fang Che did not hesitate, with strong murderous intent in his eyes, and said: "That is your life! And you will be very happy!"

Duan Xiyang suddenly completely removed the bones to calm the soul, raised his head to the sky, and laughed.

Suddenly, gray fog billowed in the realm like an angry sea.

"good!"

Duan Xiyang could clearly feel that this guy had secrets in his heart.

But he no longer wanted to check anymore.

Because he already understands.

Understood everything.

This gun spirit, this ultimate gun sense, this understanding, tonight in the north of the city...Dong Changfeng is there.

Over there is the Demon Mountain.

There is a hole over there.

There is a heritage there.

Dong Changfeng over there celebrated for many days in order to cover up this matter!

Covering up for whom?

Duan Xiyang laughed heartily.

But, this is my solipsistic night devil!

On the surface, he is the chief deacon guarding the main hall.

Duan Xiyang suddenly figured everything out.

So he laughs. He doesn’t laugh at anything else, but at the fact that destiny cannot be violated.

The destiny is indeed on the side of the Solipsism.

He laughed wildly for a while and then said: "That's my fate, hahaha... You ant, you actually dare to decide my fate."

"My subordinates dare not."

Fang Che said: "However, if one day we face Duan Shouzuo and can gather all our strength to attack, my subordinates will definitely do the same."

Duan Xiyang's laughter suddenly stopped, but Bones Zhenhun mentioned it again, three will-o'-the-wisps suddenly flashed in his eyes, and said: "Who do you think is better, me or the Yidong Gun Demon?"

When he asked this question, his voice even trembled a little.

Fang Che was silent.

When he asked this question, he knew that Duan Xiyang was indeed a giant in the magic world and had already guessed everything.

However, Five Spirit Gu gave him the biggest misunderstanding!

That's why he could ask this question.

He was silent for a moment and said: "In front of Chief Duan, I don't dare to raise a gun at all. Only with Chief Duan's permission can I dare to simply practice marksmanship."

He emphasized the word 'exercise'.

Duan Xiyang nodded.

Yes, in front of you, as long as you are willing, those who are weaker than yourself cannot even raise their spiritual power.

"But in front of the Yidong Gun Demon's inherited spiritual thoughts, I dare not move."

Fang Che didn't want to say this, but after struggling for a long time, he finally said it.

Duan Xiyang fell silent.

After a long while, he said calmly: "Am I worse than the Yidong Gun Demon?"

"But the murderous aura is stronger than him."

Fang Che said.

"Keep talking."

"With the spear of a spear demon, the ultimate point of death is life. But in front of Duan Shouzuo, there is only death and no life."

Fang Che didn't tell a single lie.

It's a completely real feeling.

Duan Xiyang fell silent and frowned: "Is it better to live or to die?"

What he said was not a question to Fang Che, but to himself.

But Fang Che, under the weight of the bones, immediately replied: "It's better to die!"

Duan Xiyang turned around suddenly: "Why?"

"Because I'm too tired from birth."

Fang Che said without hesitation.

In Duan Xiyang's eyes, a will-o'-the-wisp floated out directly, exploding in front of his eyes, and clouds of black air rose up.

He murmured: "Too tired from birth?"

"Too tired!"

Duan Xiyang's will-o'-the-wisps floated in front of his eyes, and said: "Isn't life a hope?"

"But I'm so tired."

Fang Che said: "What is the inevitable connection between tiredness and hope?"

"Then you mean I'm better than him?"

"No!"

Fang Che said: "It should be that he has what you don't have, but you have gone further on a certain road. But when these two roads go to the extreme, who is stronger and who is weaker is not something I can judge."

The will-o'-the-wisp goes out in the sunset.

Return to the eyes.

Then Fang Che felt that he had come out of his mental control, and said in panic: "Master Duan, my subordinate made a mistake."
To be continued...