I am a shooter

The black-robed old man's throat made a strange "ho ho" sound, like a broken bellows being squeezed by the neck. He clearly had a lot to say, but the invisible pressure made his head ache. The fear in his heart grew like wild weeds, and was soon completely swallowed by a cloud of black air.

"Hehehe... Useless thing!" A hoarse sound like sandpaper rubbing against each other squeezed out of his throat, and his shoulders under the black robe shook violently. "You're not even worthy of being used as food!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the black symbols on his face suddenly "swish" into his skin, and his originally turbid eyeballs were instantly filled with ink. His finger joints made a crisp "cracking" sound, and his nails grew wildly like bamboo shoots after spring, and blue-black claws about an inch long popped out, flashing coldly in the sunlight.

"Ah - all of you die! Turn into my food!" He suddenly raised his head and roared, saliva mixed with black mucus spurting out, like a mad dog whose tail was stepped on.

"It's so noisy!" Shen Xuannv covered her ears and frowned, her short legs dangling from branch to branch, oblivious to the horrific scene below. It seemed as if she simply found the cicadas' chirping too loud. "It's worse than the chorus of skeletons in the boneyard."

"Then you take action?" Ning Shu raised her eyebrows. She knew that her actions were always simple and rough. She could only beat the opponent into pieces, but she had no ability to keep them alive to ask for information.

"You go, my hands are not empty." Shen Xuannv buried her face in her arms, leaving only a pair of black eyes exposed. She looked as cunning as a cat stealing fish.

"You..." Ning Shu looked at her little hands that were clearly just covering her ears and laughed angrily, "Covering your ears counts as having your hands full? You're more slippery than the loach in the God-Forsaken Land!"

"Okay, this girl respects the old and loves the young!" She gritted her teeth and chewed each word into pieces before spitting it out. A golden light flashed at her fingertips, and a rune shot out with a "whoosh" and stuck accurately on the mouth of the old man in black robe, like putting a muzzle on a mad dog.

"Is it quiet now?" Ning Shu clapped his hands and looked at Shen Xuannv proudly.

"It's still very noisy!" Shen Xuannv still covered her ears, her voice as soft as cotton candy, with a hint of coquettishness, "He stared too loudly."

"Hey! You're actually acting like a spoiled brat?" Ning Shu opened her mouth exaggeratedly, her finger almost poking Shen Xuannv's face. "Aren't you just good at being sharp-tongued and eating melon seeds?"

Shen Xuannu's face turned red when she was looked at by her, and she pouted angrily, with her cheeks puffed up as if she was holding two small walnuts, just like a little kitten with its fur standing on end.

Beneath the tree, the black-robed old man, his mouth gagged, could only make strange "woohoo" noises, his anxiety frantic as an ant on a hot pan. He formed his hands into claws, digging his dark blue nails into his cheeks, leaving five bloody marks. He seemed to feel no pain, his arm muscles flexing as he exerted a sudden effort to tear the rune from his mouth.

"Oh my god, are all the demons this cruel to themselves?" Ning Shu's eyelids twitched. This ruthlessness was even more ferocious than when she was robbing supplies in the Doomsday Land. "If this guy went to Blue Star and participated in the self-harm competition, he would definitely win the championship."

"So it's still very noisy." Shen Xuannv covered her ears tighter, her little brows furrowed into a frown.

While the two chatted, the black-robed elder had already shattered his sleeves, the veins on his arms bulging like a coiled dragon. Blood continued to ooze from the bloody holes on his face, dripping down his chin to the ground. Although he made no sound, his cry was more terrifying than the howling of ghosts and wolves—to be so cruel to himself was truly inhuman!

After a moment, the rune on his mouth began to loosen, and his skin was even deformed. Suddenly, with a crisp "rip" sound, the skin below the nose of the black-robed old man was completely torn off, revealing scarlet flesh and jagged teeth, which made people's stomachs churn.

"Haha! Stupid human!" The moment he ripped off his face, he burst into wild laughter, spitting and blood splattering everywhere. "You think you can trap me with this little trick? Are you ready to die?"

As he spoke, he pounced forward, waving his sharp claws. His blue-black nails left afterimages in the sunlight, and he was about to reach the branch.

"Where else do you want to see him tear?" Ning Shu swung his legs leisurely, as if discussing what to eat for dinner.

"Tear off the thigh!" Shen Xuannu's eyes lit up, her face filled with anticipation. "The last time I saw a skeleton tear off a leg bone, it was even more exciting than watching a shadow play."

"Okay!" Ning Shu's fingertips flashed with golden light again, and two runes shot out, accurately wrapping around the black-robed old man's thigh, like putting a bridle on a mad bull.

The black-robed elder was mid-flight when he felt his legs clamped in iron pincers, pinning him to the spot. He looked down and saw that his legs were glued together by a rune. He howled in anger, his hands forming claws as he tore at the rune. His dark blue nails dug deep into his thighs, and drops of blood pattered to the ground.

"Oh my god, this is how the demons kill themselves?" Ning Shu was shocked. "This kind of cruelty can be used as an axe to chop wood."

"So it's still very noisy." Shen Xuannv buried her face deeper, and her voice was muffled as if coming out of cotton.

The black-robed elder's thigh was soon a bloody mess from his own claws. Veins wriggled beneath his skin like earthworms, and every hair trembled. He gritted his teeth and exerted force, his muscles bulging like a hill, forcibly tearing the stuck-together skin apart. Blood gushed out instantly, staining his entire trousers red.

"Oh my god, they are worthy of being demons. They are so cruel to themselves!" Ning Shu was amazed and suddenly felt that the melon seeds in his hand were not fragrant anymore.

The old man in black robe took great pains to finally spread his legs, but before he could catch his breath, Ning Shu smiled and threw another rune at him, this time directly wrapping around his waist.

"Ah! Damn human! If you have the guts, fight with real weapons! What kind of hero are you if you play dirty tricks!" He was so angry that his whole body was shaking, and he scratched at himself with his claws, wishing he could tear off the runes along with his flesh.

"Are we heroes?" Shen Xuannv asked Ning Shu with her head tilted, her pigtails swinging back and forth behind her head.

"Not really." Ning Shu spread her hands and smiled like a fox stealing fish. "We are women, playing dirty is called clever."

The two men exchanged words, irritating the black-robed old man beneath the tree. He felt like he was about to explode. How could you bully a demon like that? But no matter how hard he struggled, the runes on his body were like a thorn in his flesh, and he couldn't get them off.

"After I tear it open this time, I must run first!" He was twitching with pain and actually shouted out what was in his heart. His voice was full of grievance, like a child whose candy was taken away.

"He said he wanted to run away." Shen Xuannv poked Ning Shu's arm, her little face full of curiosity.

"That's a wish." Ning Shu nibbled on a melon seed and explained slowly, "It's like when you want to eat premium melon seeds but don't have enough money, so you can only say in your mind, 'I wish there were free melon seeds.'"

"Oh! I see." Shen Xuannv nodded, her brows furrowed even tighter. "You're so old and still making wishes. How pathetic! I'd rather earn my own melon seeds."

The old man in black robe was so irritated by their conversation that his eyes turned red. He roared "woooo" from his mouth, and suddenly exerted force. The muscles in his legs bulged as if they were about to break, and his teeth clenched with a "crunching" sound. He actually broke several molars and spat them on the ground with blood foam.

"Wow—" He let out a heart-wrenching scream, finally tearing off the rune on his waist along with a large piece of flesh, "Blood Escape!"

With a roar, he suddenly turned into a blood-red stream of light and rushed into the depths of the jungle like an arrow.

"Oh, there are new moves?" Ning Shu raised his eyebrows and looked at the blood light with interest.

"An old-fashioned exercise." Shen Xuannv curled her lips and grabbed at the air casually with her small hands. "It's not even enough to make a decent melon seed."

As soon as she finished speaking, the streak of blood suddenly seemed to be caught in an invisible net. It struggled a few times in mid-air before suddenly transforming into a speck of fluorescent light, which was gathered into the palm of Shenxuannu. With a gentle squeeze of her small hand, the fluorescence vanished, leaving only a small, gray melon seed, gleaming faintly in her palm.

"Got it, a bitter melon seed." Shen Xuannv put the melon seed in her mouth, biting it with a crisp sound, her face wrinkled like a bun. "You really didn't lie to me, it's as bitter as drinking coptis water."

Ning Shu looked at her wrinkled little face and suddenly felt that this Shenxuannv was not a god at all, but a little devil in a cute disguise. But she liked it, it was much more interesting than facing a group of rigid skulls.

"Let's go and find some sweet melon seeds to eat." Ning Shu took Shen Xuannu's hand, and the two of them disappeared into the depths of the dense forest like two wisps of smoke, leaving behind only the mess on the ground and the still-rolling tooth of the old man in black robe.