Even if Long Qianhua repeatedly assured that she was not interested in hunting dragons, she just wanted to leave as soon as possible, but in the eyes of men, she was just lowering her guard, so as to take advantage of the fire to rob, hum, thinking that he was so smart Jing Ershao, how could such a girl be so easy to fool?

"I'll tell you ugly woman, you keep me honest, don't think about going anywhere. Jing Sheng grabbed Long Qianhua, who wanted to leave, and demanded unreasonably.

Long Qianhua couldn't help but roll her eyes, "I said, big brother, you have taken the initiative to leave, what do you want?

Jing Sheng said coldly, "Your woman's mind is a little more vicious than Jiaolong, rather than letting you leave so that I can't control it, it's better to restrain you and make you unable to move your mind."

At the same time as Jing Sheng's words fell, a feathered arrow suddenly flew out of the quiver behind him, parallel to Long Qianhua's neck, and the sharp arrow was aimed at Long Qianhua's life, so close that whenever she moved her head slightly, the tip of the arrow could pierce her throat.

By this time, the initiator had already left the place, took the bow and arrow in his hand, and flew to the edge of the cliff, looking down at the black pool that was constantly bubbling with small bubbles.

Long Qianhua tried to take a step back, and the tip of the arrow immediately hit her skin, and a bright red suddenly overflowed, and Long Qianhua didn't dare to act rashly.

At this moment, a loud dragon groan suddenly rose from the mountain, and Long Qianhua suddenly lost the heart to care about the arrow when he heard the sound, and frowned at Jing Sheng on the edge of the cliff.

Jing Sheng seemed to have expected that Long Qianhua would never have a chance to escape, and he didn't care about the situation behind him at all, after the dragon chant appeared, Jing Sheng flew up, stood outside the cliff out of thin air, holding a bow in one hand and an arrow in the other, "swish" One after another feather arrows were solemnly photographed by him in the waterhole below a hundred meters, if Long Qianhua could see it at this time, she would be surprised to find that each arrow just hit a blister, from the inside and out, from large to small, Jing Sheng did not let go of any of them.

Although Long Qianhua couldn't see anything, she could hear that Jiaolong was still screaming, but the sound made again at this time was no longer as loud and powerful as it was at the beginning, and she was a little more angry and tired.

The details that Long Qianhua noticed, it was impossible for Jing Sheng not to notice, and hundreds of feather arrows fell, Jing Sheng looked at the pool of water that suddenly became larger, the corners of his mouth sneered, and he retreated to the cliff, throwing the bow and arrow in his hand on the ground casually, clasping his hands, his eyes were condensed, and the erotic magic power in his hand was like a shadow, as if waiting for the best time to appear.

It turned out to be cyan!

Long Qianhua was surprised by Jing Sheng's skills, looking at such a young person, he was already a phantom saint.

Long Qianhua suddenly felt a cold sweat all over her body, if she really annoyed Jing Sheng when she attacked before, then is she already in the ground now?

How could Jing Sheng know that Long Qianhua had already seen him as a dangerous person at this time, he was ready for everything, just waiting for Jiaolong to come out and kill him with one blow.

However, after waiting for a long time, without waiting for Jiaolong's appearance, Jing Sheng frowned, and was about to go to see the situation in the waterhole, when he suddenly smelled a foul smell coming from behind him.

Jing Sheng's heart jumped, and when he turned around, he saw that it was Long Qianhua, who had been caught in the tail by the dragon and couldn't move.