The evil prince, the best concubine

Chapter 391 It's worth risking your life for him 5
Is it really necessary to let go of half of the blood to feed them?

Without stopping, Jian Luo thought of a feasible solution while running.

Lowering his head, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the soft silver wire in his hand.

Can such a tiny silver thread fight against the extremely powerful swirling arrow with a silver body?
The sound of piercing through the sky seemed to be right next to her ears, and Jian Luo knew that even if she was running, she would not be able to outrun the whirling arrow.

Gritting his teeth, he fought.

Turning around, her eyes were sharp, her complexion became more and more ugly, and Jian Luo tightly held the silver cord.

With a flick of his hand, he aimed straight at the three sharp arrows coming towards him.

The soft silver thread seems invisible but tangible, seemingly weak but powerful.

The three sharp arrows are so sharp that no one dares to test their sharpness.

Nothing dares to fight against it.

In this battle between the silver thread and the whirling arrow, Jian Luo had little chance of winning.

After all, it was the second time for her to use this soft silver wire.

A piercing sound pierced the dull atmosphere and resounded throughout the secret passage.

A light flashed across Jian Luo's eyes, and the two sharp arrows were caught.

The soft silver wires were tightly wrapped around the shafts of the two sharp arrows, making it impossible for them to escape.

The wind whizzed by, and another escaped sharp arrow was like a conscious human being, seeing that Jian Luo captured its two companions, he was angry.

The silver arrow body shone with cold silver light, whizzed past, and approached Jian Luo.

Turning sideways, Jian Luo turned around and dodged.

Immediately, before Jian Luo came back to his senses.

The silver whirling arrow turned back in a hurry.

"Hiss—" There was a faint sound of ripping through the skirt.

In this silent secret passage, it is clearly audible.

His face turned pale instantly, and Jian Luo loosened Yinsi's hand slightly.

Clutching his left shoulder, Jian Luo looked up at the whirling arrow that flew to the side of the other two arrows.

Bright red blood dripped from Jian Luo's fingers on his shoulder.

Her face became paler and paler, and she could hardly stand upright.

Seeing that the two sharp arrows that were caught escaped unharmed.

There was a wry smile on the corner of Jian Luo's mouth: "The Whirling Arrow really is a spiritual thing."

After retracting the silver cord, Jian Luo's expression did not improve.

There was still blood dripping from his shoulders.

Leaning against the wall, Jian Luo's long eyelashes fluttered.

If the body of an ordinary arrow passed by, there would be no need to lose so much blood.

However, the whirling arrow is different.

The reason why she said that in order to pass the level of the three magic arrows, she needs to let go of half of the blood in her body is the basis.

(End of this chapter)