Noble First Daughter-in-law

Chapter 1122 The Third Arrow

The originally tight encirclement was torn open!
For a moment, not only the surrounding soldiers were disrupted, but Xiao Yuansui's mind also became confused.

Instinctively, he almost immediately gave orders, asking the archers guarding the surroundings to take action, and for all the soldiers to come forward. There were only thirteen monks here, and they were not holding weapons. If they really wanted to fight, these people would be like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

But in this way, the good boy will also -

Thinking of this, Xiao Yuansui's heart inexplicably skipped a beat, and this skip also made him feel a little surprised.

He has always been a man with clear goals. For his goals, the number of people who died is just a number, and the deaths of those people are just different affairs after death. But for some reason, he failed to force Lu Xiao to death this time. Although Shang Ruyi's cold attitude towards him and those sober and sharp words did not make him doubt his past, he hesitated for the first time when he made the decision at this moment.

Do you really want to... ?

Shan Tong'er left Wanggangzhai, which meant he betrayed him. Now he appears here to save Yuwen Ye, making him even more of an enemy. At this time, no matter who he is, he can be killed!

but……

He gritted his teeth, still hesitating whether to take action or not, but Shan Tong'er seemed to feel no danger at all, and just swung the copper hammer in his hand vigorously. Some of the soldiers around him came from Wanggang Village and already knew what he was capable of, so they did not dare to confront him head-on and could only retreat. Although others wanted to step forward to stop him, they were frightened to the point of retreating when they saw that his opponents would either be killed or injured after a few blows from him, and they did not stop until he completely broke through the encirclement.

Seeing that there were no more soldiers blocking the way ahead, Shan Tong'er breathed a sigh of relief, but when he looked up, he met Xiao Yuansui's red gaze.

"...!"

At this moment, there was a moment of hesitation in his eyes.

Xiao Yuansui gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Old Nine!"

When he heard his voice, Shan Tong'er's breathing seemed to become disordered, and his arms holding the two copper hammers sank down unconsciously.

Although Shan Tong'er stopped, the dozen monks did not stop, nor did they dare to stop. They waved their sticks and beat until the sky was dark. The dust on the ground filled the sky high. Some soldiers were blinded by the dust and retreated one after another.

In the chaos, the only person who remained motionless was Hua Ziying, who was holding the bow.

No matter how chaotic the surroundings were, no matter how the screams and roars disturbed the tranquility of the night, no matter how the dust flew before his eyes, his hands were always as steady as a rock, and the cold light at his fingertips was always pointed at the center of Yuwen Ye's eyebrows. Only when Xiao Yuansui beside him shouted "Old Nine", his eyes flickered.

After a moment's delay, Shan Tong'er saw the situation clearly. He immediately turned around and shouted to the group of monks behind him, "Hurry up!" After that, he pulled the reins and rushed forward on his horse.

Those monks took advantage of the fact that Xiao Yuansui had not given any orders and the surrounding soldiers had no time to gather together, and they created a new situation and rushed forward with all their might.

Xiao Yuansui's eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted again: "Good boy!"

It was not that he didn't know what Shan Tong'er was going to do, but when he saw the direction Shan Tong'er was flying, he saw that he was going to block Hua Ziying. In this way, Hua Ziying's third arrow would - at this moment, Yuwen Ye, who had been silent all the time, also looked gloomy.

He did not expect that Shan Tong'er would suddenly appear. When he heard the child's voice just now, he was extremely shocked. But since he came, he must have made up his mind, so in addition to being shocked, Yuwen Ye also felt a little happy. But before this little joy could even form in his heart, Shan Tong'er had already led the thirteen monks to fight with Xiao Yuansui's men.

The situation was chaotic, so naturally he wanted to be stable.

In the chaos, what Yuwen Ye saw most clearly was that the flickering light in Hua Ziying's eyes immediately condensed into ice. At this moment, the bowstring in his hand was pulled by him so hard that it let out a low roar as if it was about to break.

However, Shan Tong'er had already rushed forward on his horse regardless of everything.

The next moment, just as Shan Tong'er was about to stand in front of Yuwen Ye, Xiao Yuansui's third roar rang out: "Shoot!"

Following the order, Hua Ziying was about to let go, but Shan Tong'er's figure suddenly appeared in his sight. Hua Ziying clenched his teeth, moved his fingertips slightly, and then let go of his hand all of a sudden!

Yuwen Ye's eyes suddenly widened——

Although Shan Tong'er's arrival did not make him relax his vigilance, on the contrary, he was concentrating and trying to gather strength to block Hua Ziying's third arrow. However, the pain in his shoulder had spread to most of his body by now, and even his chest began to ache severely. Every breath and heartbeat was weakening his strength with severe pain. Not to mention raising his hand to resist, he was almost using up all his strength just to clench the Mo Dao in his hand.

And this arrow turned into a bolt of lightning and flew towards him just when he was almost powerless to resist!
At this moment, the kind boy rode his horse and rushed in front of him.

At this moment, all the gazes, all the breathing, all the heartbeats in the world seemed to be tied to this arrow, except for Shan Tong'er - he had his back to Hua Ziying and was riding his horse hard towards Yuwen Ye. When everyone held their breath and watched the flash of cold light, he heard a gust of cold wind passing by his ears!
The arrow grazed his right ear and flew past.

"ah!"

The moment he reacted, Shan Tong'er shouted, not only because of surprise, but also because he felt a sharp pain in his right ear when the wind blew past.

The sharp arrow scratched his ear and shot forward quickly with a little blood.

As he shouted, the arrow continued to fly towards Yuwen Ye with unabated speed. Yuwen Ye wanted to dodge, but the severe pain spreading from his shoulder to his chest made him feel as if he was being suppressed by an invisible black hand. He only turned his head slightly when the cold light flashed before his eyes.

Suddenly, the wind blew past his right ear.

Not sure if it was the sharp arrow or the wind that carried the sharp arrow, but the moment it passed by, Yuwen Ye felt a sharp pain in his right earlobe.

His right ear was scratched.

However, it was just a minor scratch. When Yuwen Ye reached out to touch it, the faint bloodstain on his palm was almost invisible. Then he looked up at Hua Ziying. His arms were hanging down, revealing a young and handsome face full of astonishment, and more regret and loss.