Secret Agent 3: Phoenix Dominates the World

Chapter 146 Heading towards danger, let's go!
The two arrows between the eyebrows and the wrist represent the identity of the archer, so it's not good to just stay here like this.

Without even thinking about it, he stepped forward and grasped the handle of the arrow, flipped his wrist, and broke the arrow with a "click", then got on the horse, waved at Murong Xue casually, and led Gu An away.

At this moment, there was another sound of horseshoes in the distance.

Everyone knew that someone must have come to shoot again.

Yin Yi also imitated Dongfang Ling and broke the arrow she shot at Jin Lin's wrist, then looked back at Murong Xue, her lips moved, but there was no sound in the end.

She sighed softly, and nodded slightly to Yin Yi, signaling her to be relieved.

After that, he didn't stay any longer, and glanced in the direction of the sound of the horse's hooves, and then bent forward, running towards the sound.

Yin Yi was startled, subconsciously rode his horse and chased after him.

Chang Huan quickly stopped him and said:

"Master, let's leave this matter alone! Who knows what Ling Wang said to this girl just now, why does this servant always feel that the two of them have something to hide?"

Hermit stared——

"Do you just watch her go to die?"

Chang Huan was very stubborn and didn't care about his status, so he simply said:

"She is so capable, how can she die so easily!"

In a word, hermit was speechless.

It is also true, Murong Xue is really not easy to die.

Even if he and Dongfang Ling didn't shoot out those two arrows just now, they would be injured at most.

It's a little more difficult to want her life.

"Master, let's go! Don't stay here for long!" Chang Huan pointed to the corpse on the ground, "It's hard to explain when someone comes later!"

Yin Yi nodded, took another look at the direction Murong Xue was running for, and then rode away.

Besides, Murong Xue, the reason why she ran towards the sound of the horse's hooves was entirely because she heard a trace of familiarity from the sound of stepping on the snow.

If you remember carefully, the running frequency of each horse is different.

(End of this chapter)