Changling Alien Realm (5)

Fresh blood dyed the snow red.

It spread into a puddle beneath Duan Ye.

He bent down and picked up the pistol that was still 'smoking'. He was silent and wanted to say something but stopped.

"You're crippled," Bahuang Yi said.

"It's just a flesh wound."

"The bullet hit the center of your thigh."

"The middle of my thigh bone is empty." Duan Ye did not show any signs of weakness.

"You..." Bahuang Yi hesitated for a rare moment. After a while, he said, "You can come back."

"Come back?" Duan Ye raised his eyebrows.

"I can return to the shore."

"I can't go back."

"Okay." Bahuang Yi nodded. "I can help you with the wanted poster."

"You're already dead. How can it work?"

"The real me is not dead."

"I mean..." Duan Ye's killing intent was overflowing. He leaned forward and stared at Bahuang Yi without blinking. "The real you is dead. How can you still function?"