The air was still damp with morning dew, and last night's bonfire had been extinguished, but there was still warmth. {We don't write novels, we're just online text porters - the convoy doesn't have to worry about the tail that follows them anymore because Jun is gone.} Jin Ju looked at the place where Jun had stayed last night, and there was nothing but the pile of ashes and the two stones they had sat on, heh, they were just passers-by in a hurry.

The wind blows through the fields, the grass withers, and the vast earth asks who is the lord of the ups and downs. Jun is still so chic, really like a god who does not eat the fireworks of the world, and allows the years to change.

The dust had stained the noble countenance, but the aura still exuded Ling Ling's majesty and domineering. A king is a king, even if he wears a beggar's costume and stands with a group of people in fancy clothes, he can't hide his temperament, and he will always be the most eye-catching. Now that he was staggering forward with a panicked expression and hurried, he should have fled, right? Could it be that you have encountered a mountain bandit?

In these turbulent years, people who can't fill their stomachs put morality aside and rob their homes. Can they be blamed for this? So who is to blame? Forget it, since I met this person, maybe God wants me to help him, if he is really in danger at this time, help him.

The cold arrow screamed through the air and flashed at an unattainable speed, dealing a fatal blow to the fleeing man. If this arrow really gets his wish, then this person is ironclad and dead. The cold light is like ink, and this light is black, and its appearance is like a night that replaces day, like the cold sickle of death, but fortunately it is not intended to drown life, but to harvest all beings. The target of this light is the arrow, the truly merciless cold arrow.

Falcon already felt that the mission was in his hands and that he was determined to win, but he didn't expect that things would be hindered at this most critical moment. But how could he give up because of that? As long as he kills this person, then before the war starts, they will be a veritable victor, and he will make immortal achievements, and it will not be in vain that he has hidden this person for so many years. Hinder? Now even if it is an obstacle as great as a mountain, what can you fear, how can you retreat!

So the arrow was ready to burst out again, and the man who had fled had noticed that his face was full of terror, but he had no intention of fleeing again, for he knew that the arrow was so powerful that it was useless to flee. The arrow is called fate, and it is the guide that leads a person to his original destiny and death. It is an arrow of death, and no one can escape it, because no one can escape his fate.

Although he understood why the falcon had failed with the first arrow, it also brought the falcon closer to him. No one can save you this time! The falcon stared at the man and pulled the strings. At the same time, the falcon also vigilantly watched the surroundings, especially the direction of the black light, but did not find a single figure, what is going on? It's time to save this man. Hmph, even if it's a day? Our Lord is destined to be the ruler of this land and the earth.

"Heaven gives a person life, meaning and value to his life. Life is so precious and so beautiful, it is not a pity to erase it. ”

If there really is a ghost in the world, then this person is a ghost. Who is he? When did you come behind me? Falcon felt that his whole body was in a cold sweat at this moment, he didn't dare to move in the slightest, since this person could come behind him without a sound, then it was not a casual matter to kill him. He was not afraid of death, but he did not want to die.

"Who are you? Do you know what you're doing? This is our Xuanyuan tribe on a mission, do you want to offend our Xuanyuan tribe? Falcon said menacingly, trying to make the man hesitate.

It's a pity that he was wrong, this man was not affected by him at all, this man's eyes were bloody, but he reflected a calm and natural look, and his right hand had slowly drawn his sword, very slowly, very slowly. The falcon suddenly felt that he couldn't move, and his heart was shouting, as long as he could move, this person would definitely become the soul of his arrow. Whether this person knows witchcraft or not, he is really careless, it seems that he must have used witchcraft when he came behind him. It's over, it's over......

When the falcon woke up, it was already night, and I was dead? But why does my head feel painful? Well? My bow and arrows are still with me, and I'm not dead. Why didn't the man kill himself.

"My name is Yan."

This is the person Jun saved, Jun didn't ask why he was hunted down, and it was the Xuanyuan tribe. It doesn't matter if this qiē is saved, since this person has been saved, even if it is a wrong decision, it is irreparable.

Jun didn't kill the falcon either, but just knocked him unconscious. At that time, Yan wanted to kill the falcon, but was also stopped by Jun. The reason Jun gave was that he hated killing. So in order to prevent Yan from taking advantage of his absence and poisoning the falcon, he and Yan escaped for hundreds of miles to say goodbye.

He didn't want to have too much to do with Yan, because he felt that Yan was by no means a simple character. And if you have too much contact with such a person, then there will be a lot of trouble, and it will be a big trouble. He likes freedom, he doesn't like restraint, and he doesn't like to get into trouble. When Yan was leaving, he asked Jun where he was going.

Jun only said a word of fate, and he didn't even tell his name, in Jun's heart, they are by no means all the way, and it is better not to see each other again in the future