Daughter of the prosperous age: Don't pretend to be stupid

Chapter 338 Rescue from a Thousand Miles (19)

There were several generals standing beside Feng Yurong, but only Shuqi heard Feng Yurong's firm refusal.

"No, everyone is looking at me right now. If you take the arrow for me, it will only confirm the fact that I was injured. Now the soldiers are already panicked in their hearts. If they know that I am injured, maybe they will return Come up with an idea."

"This arrow, I have to do it myself, you are not allowed to intervene!"

"Master!" Shuqi shouted anxiously.

"Little prince, get ready, I'm letting go!" Yuwen Liankui smiled evilly, fully drew the bow with ease, and then let go with a sneer.

"Whoosh!"

The icy sword tip cut through the air, and shot straight at Feng Yurong at the speed of lightning, even the soldiers under the city wall could hear the sound of airflow caused by it cutting through the air.

But in the blink of an eye, Jian Yu was in front of Feng Yurong.

Whether it was the soldiers of Shengqi or the soldiers of Beijiang, they all looked at Feng Yurong with bated breath.

Yuwen Liankui can shoot a thousand-meter-high flying eagle with a bow and arrow.

Feng Yurong, can you catch this arrow?

Jian Yu arrived in front of Feng Yurong in the blink of an eye, and the strong air current lifted the hair hanging by his ears, making his stunning face even more elegant.

Shuqi's heart hung in his throat for an instant, and his hands were clenched tightly.

Feng Yurong's eyes as deep as a pool lightly swept over the soldiers below, lightly hooked the corners of his lips, then casually stretched out his hand, and grabbed the arrow feather that was already approaching in front of him.

Feng Yurong held the arrow gracefully and casually, as if catching a branch thrown by a child.

"Okay! The little prince is mighty!" Seeing this scene, Sheng Qi's soldiers immediately burst into cheers.

The soldiers in the northern border stared at the immortal-like figure on the city wall in stunned amazement, and forgot to breathe.

Yuwen Liankui's hand strength, these northern Xinjiang soldiers are the most clear. He can put a cow in three breaths by himself, and he can open the belly of a cow with his bare hands.

He shot the arrow with all his strength, and when it reached Feng Yurong, it was like a child playing house.

How high is Feng Yurong's martial arts?

"Shuqi, you return this arrow to General Yuwen, remember not to hurt him. You know that I admire General Yuwen the most in my life who cares about soldiers." Feng Yurong handed the arrow feathers to Shuqi casually, Moderate tone.

It was like, he was really afraid that he would hurt Yuwen Liankui if he made a move.

Yuwen Liankui's eyes widened, he looked at his hand in disbelief, and then at Feng Yurong.

How is it possible, Feng Yurong obviously vomited blood and fainted that night, how could he catch the arrow with all his strength so easily?

Shuqi got the command, immediately stretched out his hand to catch the arrow, took a step back and flicked it vigorously, and just flung the arrow back with his bare hands.

Before everyone recovered, Jian Yu had already arrived in front of Yuwen Liankui.

Yuwen Liankui stretched out his hand and firmly caught the arrow thrown by Shuqi, but the horse under his crotch neighed and took a small step back.

Everyone was taken aback.Swinging an arrow with bare hands is more masculine than shooting with a bow, but that man not only flung it out, but also made the war horse feel the pressure.

And he is just Feng Yurong's follower.

"Good! Good! Good!" Yuwen Liankui held his own arrow in his hand, looked at Feng Yurong with admiration and said good three times, "This general keeps his word, retreat!"

(End of this chapter)