Disguised as a man: I am not your wife

Chapter 874
Cang Yu was not in such good spirits as Yun Zhuohua, so he slapped off the fluff of the tiger skin standing on his hands, held Yun Zhuohua's shoulders with both hands, and turned him around.

"Do you know how dangerous it was just now? You haven't recovered your martial arts yet, and you are fighting against such a tiger alone..."

"I'm sensible." Yun Zhuohua said with a smile, "Look, isn't it good now?"

"Size!"

"Look, how does my arrow technique compare to gold and jade?" Yun Zhuohua asked with a smile.

Cang Yu's fingers holding Yun Zhuohua's shoulder were crackling.

"You haven't recovered your martial arts yet, if this arrow misses, you know what will happen to you!" Cang Yu frowned, her voice full of anger.

Yun Zhuohua hung the bow with one hand, raised the other hand, caressing Cangyu's cheek and said with a light smile,
"I knew you were here, so I shot it. With you here, how could it hurt me?"

Yun Zhuohua tilted his head, his fingers quickly slid from Cangyu's cheek to behind him.

With quick fingers, she pulled out three feathered arrows from the quiver, pushed the beryl away, put the arrows on the bow, and shot them out.

Cangyu also exuded a cold air all over her body, and with a movement of her hand, she embraced Yun Zhuohua who had shot the arrow behind her.

Feather Arrow entered the bushes and let out a muffled groan.

But in the blink of an eye, a lot of men in black flew out all around. They covered their faces and came from all directions.

Cang Yu looked back at Yun Zhuohua, but saw that Yun Zhuohua didn't look surprised at all.

She shrugged her shoulders, and when she raised her hand, three more feathered arrows were placed between her fingers.

Cangyu pulled out a soft sword from his waist and guarded Yun Zhuohua's side.

These men in black came fiercely, no worse than the tigress just now.

Waiting for the person to approach, Cangyu waved his hand and swung his sword in the face, entangled several people and approached Yun Zhuohua inseparably.

The feathered arrow in Yun Zhuohua's hand also shot out, controlling the man in black who was trying to approach her within a certain distance.

It's a pity that no matter how good Yun Zhuohua's arrows are, he can't stand the crowd here.

She threw the bow, drew out the Hongli sword from her waist, and slashed at those people.

The two people were back to back, defending each other, so these people couldn't get close or retreat for a while.

The jokes of chasing prey from other places came one after another, and it came from afar, but no one noticed the sound of Yun Zhuohua's sword fighting.

Perhaps, it's not that I didn't notice it, but that it was covered by people.

Looking at the martial arts methods of these people, there is also this very standardized unity.

Yun Zhuohua's heart sank deeper and deeper.

There were a lot of people in black who came this time, and the two of them couldn't fully use their kung fu in such a densely forested place.

There are always constraints.

Suddenly, there was a pleasant whistle sound in the forest, accompanied by the rustling sound of friction.

Also, the complicated birdsong.

The whistle was approaching, and Yun Zhuohua raised his hand, only to find that Ming Yuxi, with silver hair and purple clothes, was riding a horse not far from them.

And around him, many birds and beasts gathered.

Ming Yuxi's eyes suddenly became bitingly cold, looking at those men in black.

Yun Zhuohua and Cangyu looked at each other, and immediately broke away from the men in black.

At that moment, the pleasant whistle suddenly became harsh.

The animals behind him, like crazy, came straight towards the man in black.

(End of this chapter)