You don't even want to call me godfather

Looking at Clowell's gradually raised hand and the pistol in his hand, the moment the muzzle was raised, there was no suspense in the subconscious confrontation.

"Bang! Bang!"

"Boom!"

Both sides pulled the trigger almost at the same time, and a series of bullets shot towards Clowell, but were blocked one by one by a layer of transparent substance in front of him.

Clowell's bullets hit Koshe's vital points accurately.

Head, heart, lungs.

In just a moment, Kule stood in front of Koshei. She stepped back and knocked Koshei's body to the side.

Several bullets only hit Kule's body and were blocked by his bulletproof vest. The bullet that hit his head pierced through Koshe's neck because of the tilt of his body.

"Uh--"

Koshe groaned in pain. The shot did not take his life directly, but it was not much different. It just delayed his death for a while.

The impact of the bullet knocked the two men to the ground. Koshei sat weakly against the wall, his gun falling to the side. He covered his neck with one hand, trying to stop the blood from flowing out.

But all this was in vain. Blood gushed out from his neck like a fountain. In just a few seconds, Koshe's skin had lost its color.

Kule struggled to get up. Looking at Koshe's appearance at this moment, she was stunned for a moment, but she did not panic. Instead, she picked up the gun again without hesitation.

"boom!"

However, before she could make any move, Clowell shot the gun in her hand. The bullet destroyed the weapon and the parts were scattered all over Koshe's body.

Looking at Clovel who was walking towards them step by step, Koshe kept swallowing the blood in his throat. His throat was blocked by the blood that continued to flow up. He was unable to speak now. He just used the little strength he had left to pick up the pistol beside him and handed it to Kule.

Kule took the gun and noticed Koshe's eyes, which contained an unrelieved grief and fear of facing real death.

She understood what Koshe meant, to use this gun to fight Clowell, but unfortunately, she couldn't do that.

"Koshe, remember what I said to you in the hotel?" Kuler held the gun tightly. She did not turn around and point it at Clowell. Instead, she put the muzzle of the gun against her chin in Koshe's puzzled and suspicious eyes. "I don't want to lose my companions again, and I don't want to be left alone... I don't want to be the only one alive. I have died in battle countless times. I would rather see your face when I open my eyes among the corpses next time, than escape from here and never see you again."

Kuler said this, slowly pressing down the finger on the trigger.

"Hope is mixed with despair, and despair is filled with hope. No one dies, and no one lives. This is our future, and it will never change... Remember how I look now. Don't forget me the next time we meet," Kule smiled. There was no reluctance in her eyes when she looked at Koshei, only determination. "Believe me, we can work together to prevent all these tragedies from happening, because it was you who gave me a reason to look forward to the future. We will meet again soon, Koshei."

"boom!"

A gunshot rang out, and Kuler fell down into Koshe's arms, with blood spreading on his chest.

Koshe's pupils trembled violently. At this moment, he did not understand the meaning of Kule's words, let alone the reason why Kule chose to commit suicide.

Kuler's behavior only brought him deeper despair.

He shook his head weakly. He could no longer feel the pain at this moment. The only thing was that he couldn't breathe, which caused his brain to gradually lack oxygen and his vision to become increasingly blurred.

With some reluctance, Koshe slowly closed his eyes, and the hand covering the wound gradually lost its strength and slid to his side.

Just as his consciousness was about to fade away, he felt a familiar presence appear beside him.

He used up his last bit of strength and opened his eyes again.

I saw a cub squatting next to his hand that had fallen to the ground, with a dagger in its mouth. He then gently placed the dagger on his palm and squatted beside him obediently.

This is……

Koshe was having trouble thinking anymore, and even the blood loss from the wound on his neck slowed down, but he still recognized at a glance that this dagger was the one that once belonged to Destiny.

It was the last sword Destiny used before she died.

Looking at the cub and feeling the familiar scent emanating from it, Koshe wanted to raise his hand. His lips trembled slightly, but he was unable to utter the name.

Destiny...

His wrist flipped over, the dagger slipped to the ground, and his head drooped limply to one side. His body slid down the wall following the center of gravity of his head and finally fell to the ground.

Until his death, his gaze was still fixed on the cub transformed from Destiny's blood, without closing his eyes.

Chapter 85 Emotional Breakdown

The windows of the mansion were open, the air was exceptionally fresh, and not far away, the rays of light rising from the horizon sprinkled on the earth.

In the morning light, a butterfly came from nowhere and slowly climbed up to the edge of the window. The sunlight that shone through the building fell on Koshe's body.

His neck still ached slightly, as if the wound that had taken his life was still there.

He touched his neck. The place where the wound should be was empty, with only the hair on his hand, which made him feel a little itchy.

"elder brother?"

A familiar call came to my ears.

Koshe turned his head and saw Destiny sitting next to him. Perhaps because he hadn't seen her for a long time, he was a little stunned.

Destiny in front of him looked normal. There were no Originium crystals on her body, as if she had never been infected with oripathy. She was reading and studying with him as usual.

This was a life that he had never imagined since his father's death. It was incredibly peaceful and quiet.

"What's wrong, brother?" Destiny was holding a book in her hand. She looked at Koshei in confusion. "You look like you're worried about something?"

"…No, I'm fine, Destiny."

Koshe suppressed the excitement in his heart. He turned his head and looked out the window at the butterfly on the windowsill. He wanted to laugh and cry at the same time, but in the end he didn't even know whether he should raise the corners of his mouth.

During this period of time, the busy schedule between family and politics had made him forget how to express his emotions.

"Brother, are you having a nightmare again?"

Destiny's eyes were clear, she kept staring at Koshei, and there was a hint of concern in her words.

Koshe pursed his lips. He didn't know what to say or how to explain. Everything that had happened before was too real, so real that it was difficult for him to adapt.

"I'm fine, Destiny, I'm just... a little distracted." Suddenly, Koshe noticed the book in Destiny's hand and changed the subject, "What is that book..."

"Ulysses. It seems to be written by an author named Joyce. The title is the same as my father's name."

Destiny thought Koshe was interested in the book, so she handed it over.

"Destiny, do you know the magic of the book Ulysses?"

Koshe took the book and looked at the cover in his hand. He had read this book several times but could never understand it. But now, after experiencing so many things, he seemed to have a new perspective on the content of the book.

"Ok?"

"My father once told me that if I like someone, I can give this book to him as a classic, but if I hate someone, I can also give it to him as a divine book," Koshei opened the book. He remembered the contents of the book by heart, and he turned to a page skillfully. "Although he has returned to his homeland, he is still in exile in spirit."

His fingers slid across the words on the page, and a false sense of reality came over him. He looked at his hands and rubbed his fingers a few times.

He couldn't tell whether everything in front of him was real or fake.

He wasn't the type to be easily deceived by dreams, but this feeling was too real...

"Hey... it feels so profound." Destiny played with her hair with one hand, twisting it around her fingers, and at the same time took out another book from the desk. "By the way, brother, there is something I want to ask you."

"Huh? What?"

Koshe stood up, put the book in his hand on the bookshelf, and then looked at Destiny.

"My mother recently asked me to start writing a diary, but I don't know what to record. Does my brother have any good suggestions?"

Destiny held the pen with the cap under her lips. She looked very confused, obviously she had never done such a thing before.

"If you don't have any ideas, don't force yourself to write," Koshe heard. He simply leaned against the bookshelf and gave Destiny some ideas. "Or you could write something like this: 'We often rush around for life, so that we forget the truth, ignore the surrounding environment, and the most true and kind memories. But in the midst of the busyness, we occasionally recall the past, relax our tired nerves, and immerse ourselves in the dream of flowers and the sea.'"

"Hmm... that's it?"

Destiny only half understood what he said and she looked at him with doubt.

"Writing a diary does not mean that you have to write down any events every day. Recording ordinary daily life is the most important thing," Koshe said. There was a hint of loneliness in his eyes, but it disappeared in an instant. "Or, does Destiny want to write 'I was bullied by Koshe's brother today'?"

“Hmm…” Destiny seemed to take Koshe’s joke seriously. She rolled up her hair in confusion, then suddenly stood up, “Ah! I think I heard the sound of my father’s car!”

Koshe reached out and caught the diary that Destiny dropped when she stood up. This little girl is always like this, doing things in a hurry.

Father……

But it was at this moment that Koshe suddenly came to his senses. He was so busy chatting with Destiny that he almost forgot the existence of his parents.

He followed Destiny downstairs, and Destiny opened the door of the mansion, and two familiar figures were standing at the door.

"Destiny? Kosh'e? I was just about to send you a message."

Ulysses and Christina were outside the door. Christina put away her phone and rubbed the head of Destiny who had thrown herself into her arms.

"Ah, Destiny heard the car and came down in a hurry."

Koshe explained, and looking at the family members in front of him who seemed so familiar to him, he felt mixed emotions.

It had been so long since he had seen a family reunited. This heartwarming scene made him feel a little unnatural for a moment. He hid his hands behind his back, clenched his fists, and tried hard to suppress his emotions.

"What's the matter, Koshe?"

The thoughtful mother was the first to notice Koshe's abnormality. She asked, and Destiny also left her mother's arms, turned around and looked at him.

"No, I... I'm fine." The more Koshe was immersed in the beauty before his eyes, the more the death of his father and sister appeared in his mind. He couldn't help but take two steps back, "I just..."

"We are a family, son." His mother saw that Koshei was hiding something in his heart. She looked at him worriedly, "If we can't even talk to each other, I don't understand why."

Hearing his mother's words, Koshe paused.

The diary in his hand fell to the ground. He moved his feet somewhat at a loss, shook his head slightly, frowned, and touched his face with his palms helplessly to hide the expression that seemed like he was about to cry.

The strength that I had been forced to pretend to be was easily shattered by my mother's gentle care.

"Sorry...I...I'm a little..."

At this moment, he completely broke down, and the emotions that had been suppressed for so long were released in an instant.

The grief of losing his father, the reluctance of losing Destiny, and the pressure of maintaining the family and the country alone, all turned into tears at this moment, flowing down his cheeks like a dam bursting.

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《Original Demon Prayer System》

Qin Yuan traveled to the continent of Teyvat and became a Hilichurl. Fortunately, he was bound to the Original Demon Prayer System. As long as he worked hard, he would become stronger and stronger and finally purify the curse on his body and turn back into a human.

Today's tasks:

A small step for a traveler! Reward: 10 gems!

It is our duty as the Hilichurls to shoulder the responsibility of taking on the monsters and taking revenge on the brutal people of Teyvat!

Mond, snatched Wendy's white silk and secretly watched Eula dancing.

Liyue, kidnapped Tianquanxing Ningguang, and shouted to Zhongli: "Morax, it's time to settle everything!"

Inazuma plucked out the fox hair of the son of God, recognized General Raiden as his eldest brother, and usurped the throne.

Xumi, waiting for update...

The world is so big, where can’t we, the people of Qiuqiu, go?

The curse was lifted. Well, I'll just live a more Buddhist life from now on.

However, one day, Qin Yuan, who had just returned home, suddenly found that the house was full!

"You, what are you doing? I'm just an ordinary Liyue citizen!"

"Death to the thief!"

"Ice Waves" "Swords Out, Shadows Follow!" "Miracle God Eternal"

"Let the wind take you!"

Chapter 86: Cruel people, crazy people

"Your current thoughts make me very sad, Koshei."

Ulysses and Koshe were sitting in the study. Looking at Koshe's evasive eyes, Ulysses took out a cigar and said at the same time.

"Father……"

"You don't need to explain anything to me, kid," Koshei was about to say something when Ulysses raised his hand to interrupt him. He lit a cigar, took a puff, and then looked at Koshei, "We are a family. There are some things that don't need to be said."

"But..." Looking at the familiar father in front of him, Koshei was stuck in his words. He hesitated whether to tell you about those absurd experiences. "I don't know if I should tell you, father, this matter is a bit unbelievable..."

"Let me ask you, kid," Ulysses put his cigar on the ashtray and stared at Koshe with his deep and gloomy eyes, "Did you spend enough time with your family at that time?"