It took Star Ring a minute to see what the so-called "soul fragment on the edge of the long night" in front of you was.

First of all, according to what Xie Lan said, he is a novice in the long night on the edge, so he can do nothing but archery.

But the reality presented to him was obviously not like this.

When Chang Ye found that the arrow he shot had not had any effect on the edge of the bow, he put down the arrow, turned to pick up a worn hatchet and rushed up.

This is indeed something that Xinghuan did not expect, and that Xie Lan did not mention.

Moreover, what makes the star rings is that when the long night on the edge abandons the bow and arrow and uses the hatchet, his attack is much more flexible and smoother than when using the bow and arrow.

Although it is impossible to threaten the rings that have restored their vision, as an opponent who is forced to fight back due to orders, he can still read something from the attack on the edge of the long night.

"Is this actually his novice period? It's really so fierce from the beginning." Xinghuan commented while flashing his figure.

However, as the soul fragment on the edge of the night, he did not seem to respond to the ring with words, but just attacked the ring over and over again.

"Starring, I found something new here."

And at this moment, new news came from Xie Lan.

"Tell me, what is it?" Xinghuan, who was tired of the instructions that needed to avoid attacks, immediately asked.

"You can do it now. After killing him, I will tell you what to do next." Xie Lan said directly.

"That's great." A light suddenly appeared in Xinghuan's eyes. It seemed that he could not wait for it.

"Why do I feel like you hate the long night on the edge?" Xie Lan couldn't help asking.

"No, I just hate to avoid blindly." Xinghuan shook his head, then instantly waved the bamboo stick that he had been patient for a long time, and directly knocked away the hatchet in the hand of Changye on the edge.

Although I saw the weapon in my hand being knocked away, the phantom on the edge of the long night did not retreat, but continued to rush forward with his fists.

"It's not bad." Xinghuan gave a gaze of approval to the soul fragments, then thrust his backhand on the cheek of Changye on the edge, pulling him directly into the air, and turning it 360 degrees.

“Uhhhhhhhh…”

The soul fragments on the edge of the night fell heavily from the air, and then after making an unpleasant sound, they turned into a wisp of dust and gradually disappeared.

"So." Xinghuan held the bamboo stick in his hand on the ground, "What do you want to tell me?"

Xie Lan looked at the appearance in front of her and cleared her throat.

"You'll know soon."

Although he felt the mysterious look of this charlatan, Xinghuan didn't say anything. After all, he was Xie Lan, and Xinghuan just needed to believe him unconditionally.

"Look."

After a few seconds of time passed, the dust and smoke that had just dissipated began to slowly put together again, as if they were going to regroup into something completely different.

"What is this?" Xinghuan's eyes stared at the gathering of things in front of him, and couldn't help asking.

"It's still a long night on the edge." Xie Lan said slowly, "but this time the long night on the edge..."

The dust and smoke in front of me gradually gathered together, and a distinct human figure was pieced together.

But this time, the human figure was not wearing a novice leather jacket or holding a bow.

This time, his appearance turned into a young man wearing a combat uniform and holding a pistol.

Of course, it is still the edge of the night.

"It became what he looked like in Gear City." Xie Lan added the remaining half of the sentence to complete it.

"Gear City..." Xinghuan looked at the young man in front of him, "It seems to be almost the same as what he is now..."

"That's right, because at this time, he just obtained the mechanic rank." Xie Lan said, "By the way, Elise and I are not dead yet during this period."

Listening to Xie Lan's story in his ears, Xinghuan almost ignored the identity of this person, but he was actually a dead person.

"Bang!"

But at this moment, the second form of the edge of the night had already been gathered. When he saw the Star Ring in front of him, he even raised his hand and shot it, aiming directly at the Star Ring's forehead.

But as a sword saint, Xinghuan naturally would not be afraid of such things. When the gunfire erupted and the gunfire sounded, his left hand instantly reached into his cloak, and quickly drew a long sword from it and crossed it to his forehead.

'bite!'

The sound of metal collision splashed a circle of sound waves in the air, making Star Ring's ears numb.

"Bang!"

But Changye on the other side did not give up the attack because of this little thing. When he found out that his first bullet had not hit the target, he immediately pulled the trigger again and fired a second bullet at the enemy in front of him.

However, after suffering the first sudden attack, Xinghuan was naturally prepared for the next attack, so when the finger on the edge of the long night was pressed on the trigger, Xinghuan's body had already started to move.

"Hey, military advisor, let me ask for a question." Xinghuan lowered his head and asked in his heart.

"What?"

"What I have to do now is to kill all his soul fragments, right?" Xinghuan asked again.

"That's right." Xie Lan replied, "Every time you kill a long night on the edge, the attributes and memories of that long night on the edge will return to his original soul. What you are doing now is to piece together the pieces for him."

"Since that's the case, it's easy." Xinghuan's mouth curled up slightly, and the long sword in his hand also rose slightly, "I've been waiting for an opportunity."

"What opportunity?" Xie Lan was a little puzzled.

"Of course... you can kill people at will, and you can also help others!"

The long sword in Xinghuan's hand flew out with the words and slashed directly at Changye's neck on the edge.

Although he is facing the long night of becoming a mechanic at this moment, even if he has become a mechanic, he does not have the blessing of Industrial Morning Star.

Just a small pistol, what's there to be afraid of?

The sword fell on the carotid artery on the edge of the night the next moment, and blood splattered everywhere.

'thump.'

The edge of the body and head, Chang Ye fell to the ground with a gun in his arms, and then, along with the erupted blood, turned into ashes flying in the air.

"Okay, let me see what you look like next."
Chapter completed!