Qi Ling's eyes reflected the splattering blood as she knelt there, dazed.
There was no impact on her chin, and her vision didn't turn black.
She was still alive, not freed from this world.
Quietly, as the weight in her hand eased, the gun was taken away by Su Mo.
"I say, your technique of feeling things is lacking; I noticed it immediately. If you get the chance, learn from KK; his hands are incredible."
Su Mo held the gun's muzzle, blocking it with his palm. The bullet pierced his flesh and lodged between the bones enhanced by the Mad Corpse Blood Code, without injuring Qi Ling at all.
"Tsk, it still hurts quite a bit." Su Mo flicked away the bullet from his palm with a smile, "But it seems you can't comprehend what pain means. Oh, how I wish I had your physique as a kid, so I wouldn't fear my parents spanking me."
Qi Ling's pupils were unfocused, as if she hadn't processed the fact that she was still alive, appearing somewhat wooden.
