The fifteenth retreat to the narrow road of the mountains and forests met the enemy 11

The fifteenth retreat to the narrow road of the mountains and forests met the enemy/trapped in the valley and sacrificed his life to fight a strong enemy

(11) The heavy night and the pouring rain line condensed together at this time, and the humid water vapor was stagnation. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Su Ying......" A cry of pain from the top of the mountain pierced the silence for a moment.

Su Ying, who was held hostage in mid-air, was under her heart, although she knew that it was difficult to see clearly, but she was also trying her best to find it in the darkness below, the voice undoubtedly came from the young Xiaogong, who had just reunited with him, and before she could tell each other about her parting, she was separated by heaven and earth, with tears in her eyes, and loudly responded to call his name: "Bow ......"

The bow ran up to the top of the mountain like crazy, through the dazzling lightning that appeared in the sky, he saw everything that was happening above his head, Su Ying's slender figure was deeply imprinted into his eyes, so close and so far, he hated himself for being weak and incompetent, why can't he soar through the clouds, his beloved is in front of him, but he can't do anything, he can't help him, he can't help him, and he feels that the sorrow of people is nothing greater than this!

A strange straight lightning bolt bounced out from a dark cloud in the distance, stretching out mysteriously above Xingzhan's head, like a fishing net, tightly clasped down, accompanied by dazzling light and shadow, the light net brushed through Xingzhan's body, filtered through.

Suddenly a spirit shook his head, his shoulders shook, and the fingers that pinched the arrow loosened suddenly, and the sharp arrow on the bow also came out of the string, whistling forward with a strong wind.

He screamed, the hairs on his whole body suddenly rose, and a cold sweat accumulated on his back. The instantly amnesiac mind went against his will, let his limbs lose control, and invisibly helped himself make a decision, and even let the sharp arrow get out of his hand, and it was too late to save it.

With the speed and power of life, the sharp arrow grazed Su Ying's ear and shot into Black Feather's throat, and with a pop of blood, Black Feather whined and screamed, his eyes wide open, full of doubt and no fear, because he would never believe until he died that his brother's arrow would really shoot at him.

At the moment when the arrows flew, Su Ying closed her eyes quietly.

Xingzhan was stunned on the spot, unable to believe his mistake and the terrible consequences it had caused, his mind buzzed and fell into the vast darkness. A voice was asking itself: Was this arrow really fired by me?

The black feather's wings were floppy, like a large injured bird, and its body spun and fell headlong.

She knew that the time had come to say goodbye to her loved ones, but the desire to survive still forced her to make a final effort, "Bow, save my ......" desperate and mournful cries echoed in the valley of the rainy night, drowning in the torrential rain and thunder.

Several black shadows sprinted down from mid-air, it was those people of the Feather Nation, including Xingzhan who reacted from Mu Ran, they were there to save different people, not so much to save others, but to save themselves, but the door to life for the rescued seemed to have been closed.

All this came so fast that the bow only reacted instinctively, and threw himself on the edge of the cliff, stretched his arm to the extreme, and connected to the petite figure that fell at high speed, and in the staggered moment, he touched Su Ying's soft fingers, and seemed to feel her body temperature, but it was still useless compared to the cruel reality, Su Ying missed him, and slid into the dark and bottomless abyss.

The bow was stunned for a moment, lying on the edge of the cliff, he seemed to see Su Ying's wide eyes, and Su Ying seemed to see him, this may be the last eye contact in the world. In those beautiful eyes, there is sadness, nostalgia, grievance, beauty, and relief......

"Bow, live well......" Su Ying's voice spread through the deep valley, getting smaller and smaller until it was swallowed by the black valley.

"Su Ying, Su Ying......" Gong kept shouting, the voice was heartbreaking, and the heaven and earth were moved.

At this time, lightning appeared frequently on the canopy, and thunder suddenly erupted.

In the wind and rain, he stood up, his expression was numb, his liver and intestines were broken, and the tears and the pouring rain merged together, pouring his face.

He raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, his qi and blood surged, and under his dizziness, a mouthful of thick blood spurted out......

I want to know what happens next, and I'll break it down next time.