The evil prince, the best concubine

Chapter 389 It's worth risking your life for him 3
It's very quiet here.

There is a feeling of suffocation and fear in the silence.

Jian Luo knew that the quieter the atmosphere, the greater the inexplicable danger.

This is, the calm before the storm.

After walking about ten steps away, Jian Luo looked at the dark and silent secret passage ahead, and stopped in his tracks.

His eyes are calm and his face is calm.

Jian Luo wrapped her hands with silver thread and stared blankly ahead.

Dressed in white clothes, the tips of her hair brushed lightly.

Jian Luo stood on the spot calmly.

A subtle voice came, and Jian Luo subconsciously clenched the silver thread in her palm.

Between breaths, there was a bang.

The wall of the secret passage originally made of marble suddenly opened tens of thousands of small round holes.

Eyes narrowed slightly, a trace of surprise flashed in Jian Luo's eyes.

"Little girl, the first mechanism - ten thousand arrows into one.

it has started.

Can you live with it.

If you can't stand it"

The empty and magnetic voice has not yet finished speaking.

Jian Luo said to the void: "There is no need for the pavilion master to worry."

The voice disappeared, Ye Wuhuang looked at Jian Luo in the secret path, and sighed softly: "Little girl, are you really so persistent for that person?

Do you know that you did this, which made me very unhappy. "

Inside the secret path, thousands of arrows hit, like pouring rain, unstoppable.

The sharp arrow exuding cold and cold pierced through the silent secret passage mercilessly, and struck towards Jian Luo.

Arrow, soon.

It was so fast that it was too late to blink.

Arrows are dense.

It is denser than the raindrops in the sky.

Thousands of arrows were fired, approaching Jian Luo who was alone.

The soft silver thread rolled out, and Jian Luo's figure flashed.

Galloping towards the deepest part of the secret path.

Thousands of arrows are facing the silver thread as thin as a cow's hair.

This quantitative comparison is so disparate.

However, no matter how many arrows there are, no matter how beneficial they are, they will only be fired in one direction after all.

The silver soft wire is different from other weapons, soft, light, and extremely sharp.

This is the characteristic of the silver cord she never used.

The sound of 'bang bang bang' was endless, and the silver soft wire collided with the iron and blood sharp arrow.

The sharp arrow snapped.

Jian Luo is like a beautiful white butterfly flying through the storm.

For the thoughts in my heart, for the people in my heart, I will never back down half a step.

The soft silver thread as thin as a cow's hair waved again and again in Jian Luo's hands, blocking all the arrows behind Jian Luo.

The figure is extremely fast, and the technique is quick.

(End of this chapter)