The bullets had been broken down by me, and they could only emptied their guns. Neither Bai Zhishun's death nor the disappearing bullets made them confused.

They gave up their attack and retreated to the light column. Half of their bodies merged into the light, aimed the light body inside the light column with military spears, threatening Old Master An, saying that if they were not allowed to leave, they would kill the things inside.

The thing that can be killed by a knife must be a slightly larger living thing. However, according to Mr. An’s reaction, he didn’t seem to be worried at all. Aren’t he afraid that others will hurt the things inside?

Mr. An didn't say anything, but An Shufan said hurriedly: "Don't hurt the things inside, you leave, leave immediately!"

An Shufan is no longer the original An Shufan. He has sympathy for the rare beasts in the warehouse. Old Master An may not care about the life or death of the rare beasts, but he cares.

A few bodyguards cannot get in the way of our affairs, so they will be let go if they are let go, and it doesn’t matter.

I made way for them and ticked to move with me. An Shufan half raised his hands and signaled that he didn't take a weapon.

Bai Zhishun's bodyguard left his body and took the elevator to return to the ground. When they rose up, I remembered something. The door of the warehouse seemed to be closed. They didn't know how to open it, so it would be useless to go up.

An Shufan walked to Mr. An and half-squatted down to look at him, but he had no intention of helping him up.

"My bone is broken. You go to the top to find someone, lift me up, call Xiaojiu, and ask her to treat me first." Old Master An did not doubt An Shufan at all. When he could barely finish the long list of words, An Shufan was still looking at him, and seemed to be not going to do as he said.

"What's wrong with you?" Although Mr. An was asking An Shufan, his eyes moved to me and asked with a gloomy face: "What are the conditions for Miss Sang?"

My mind turned a few turns before I figured out why he asked this. He obviously misunderstood that I threatened An Shufan, so An Shufan is unable to protect himself now and cannot follow his orders.

"What is this?" I avoided his question and walked to the front of the light column. There was a human-shaped object in the light column.

The golden light emitted by the light column is not as dazzling as the closer it is. On the contrary, the closer it is to it, the clearer it is to see it.

The bodyguards just now almost stuck to the light column and did not cause any danger. It can be seen that this thing should be harmless.

"It is..." Old Master An suddenly paused, "It is an ancient divine bird."

It was obvious that there was a human in the light column, but he said it was a bird. I thought I had read it wrong, so I leaned closer to the light column and took a closer look.

In the dazzling white light, there was indeed a person standing, and he was a woman with tender skin and slim figure.

She was wearing a fairy-like white gauze dress, and her style was a bit like a fairy in the Greek mural. The water-blue waves drooped to her knees. The five views were so exquisite that they seemed to be dummies made with software.

However, these are not the focus of my attention. My eyes were attracted by the silver wings that were gathered behind her. I changed my angle and looked at it. It really grew on her back.

I have attended several comic exhibitions before and saw a full set of Cos equipment. I have to say that no matter how real the fake one is, it doesn’t really look beautiful.

I even wanted to touch her silver wings, but unfortunately she was covered by a transparent pillar, like a precious collection, which could only be seen but not touched.

The soft golden light is emitted by her silver wings, and the colors of gold and silver are reflected in each other, like the holy sky light, which also gives her a sacred and inviolable feeling.

"Is she dead?" I asked with a little regret when I saw that the beauty Lan's eyes were closed and her chest did not fluctuate.

"No, she wakes up every twenty times and is now in a state of sleep." said Mr. An.

I stared at the Blue Beauty for five minutes before I saw her chest undulating. I could not die if I breathed at such a frequency. Humans could not do it.

"What are her specialties?" I continued.

"I don't know, when my great-grandfather found her, she was injured and fell into the Tianchi Lake in Changbai Mountain. She has been sleeping since then, awake every twenty years, and when she wakes up, she eats something and then continues to sleep."

Mr. An was shaking violently. The injury on his body was too severe. It was a miracle that it was not that he didn't want to faint, but that he did not dare, so he used his strong willpower to stay awake.

"The injuries on her body have healed." Old Master An slowed down and continued.

If sleep is the way for her body to restore her function, her injuries have healed and she should be about to wake up.

I turned around and walked to Mr. An and squatted down, and smiled at him, "You don't know her specialty, but you put her at the bottom of the warehouse. Why is this?"

An Shu is an old resident in the warehouse. He said that the An family has divided the rare beasts into levels, and the further they go, the higher the level of the rare beasts.

Then the rare beasts locked at the bottom are the highest-level ones. I originally thought there were many, but in the end, there was only one living thing on the warehouse on this floor.

Sang Rou—

Before Mr. An answered my question, a voice suddenly flashed through my mind. Fortunately, Mr. An escaped from my sight at this time and lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking, so he didn't see me stunned.

I tried to stand up naturally, so that my behavior would not appear abrupt, and then walked to Mr. An's feet and stood in this position. It was difficult for him to look back at me.

Sang Rou—

The sound rang out again, and I was not unfamiliar with this feeling. Someone was communicating directly with me with his mental power.

Who are you?

I asked with my mental power, and then urged Mr. An to answer my question quickly.

[Nan Daya.]

The mental power in my brain replied.

There is no one else here, and the only ones with spiritual power are An Shufan and I. It should have nothing to do with Mr. An, but An Shufan is right in front of me. He can talk to me directly what he wants to say. Anyway, Mr. An is no longer afraid of him now, so there is no need to worry about him.

I passed all the people present, and finally my eyes were on the blue beauty in the light column. Except for her, no one here would communicate with me in this way.

[I'm right in front of you, yes, it's me.]

She knew what we were doing! My heart trembled slightly, and I didn't know whether the other party was an enemy or a friend, so I felt afraid.

[You don't have to be afraid of me. My death is approaching and I am about to die. Finally... I finally waited for the right person to appear.]

The sound in my head seemed very excited and happy. I wondered, Mr. An said that her injury had healed, but why did she say she was going to die?

Because the two sides were having a spiritual exchange, she naturally heard my thoughts, so she immediately answered me.

[Although the trauma heals, my life span has come to an end. In your human words, it is called the end of life span
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