The point of light grew brighter and brighter, shining like a comet in the dark night.

Half of the darkness of the night grew brighter and brighter with the light, as if it were already dawn.

The light of the arrow fell to the ground like a comet, and it struck the mountain.

There was a warm temperature in the air, like sunlight, and then the light filled the night sky.

Many people were blinded by the sudden light, which rose from the dark sky, spread with the light of the arrows, spread into the dense forests of the mountains, and spread into the pavilions.

In the deep night, the whole world lit up.

Mr. Mei tried to open his eyes, looking at the blade of the arrow, suddenly his eyes were a little painful, he reached out and wiped it, a little sticky.

It bleeds.

Before the arrow arrived, he had been stabbed in the eye by the light.

Many people in Yihong Courtyard saw this arrow, and Huo Yan was the first to step forward to block it, he raised the sword in his hand and stabbed at the wooden arrow arrow.

A chill ran up the blade of the sword, and he seemed to see a sea of blood drowning towards him, and he fell.

The wooden arrow still stabbed forward.

The second shot was a somewhat short middle-aged man, he swiped his fingers, the talisman in the air was not finished, the arrow had already pierced, he hurriedly turned around, and there was a burning pain in his shoulder.

The third one to strike was a certain gentleman sitting in the corner, and his mental power gathered turned into a shield, which blocked the wooden arrow for a moment, and then, the light at the end of the arrow surged, as if dozens of mountain peaks were pressing towards him.

He took a step back.

The wooden arrow finally reached Mr. May.

Shot a piece of bamboo.

Mr. Mei looked at the arrow and mourned in his heart.

A black robe suddenly appeared in his sight. The corner of the coat waved slightly.

There was a soft tear, the corners of the clothes were torn, and the wooden arrow changed direction.

Boom bang. In the distance, the gazebo collapsed and was dusty.

With a "bang", the wooden arrow fell to the ground.

Many breathed a sigh of relief.

Everyone gathered again in the strange, pointing to the collapsed pavilion and talking excitedly.

Maybe the two battles tonight were exceptionally exciting, but this last wooden arrow was the highlight, as it brought out one of the most mysterious people in the city.

"Fifth Morning Stream." Mr. Mei looked at the man in black in front of him in a daze, a little incredulous.

Fifth, the morning stream cannot be ignored no matter where it stands. Although he likes to wear black.

This person's appearance is already top-notch, and the most valuable thing is his cold temperament, which is beyond the reach of the dust.

Such an iceberg that ignores the people of the world will actually save him.

Mr. Mei's head was a little dizzy.

He looked at the wooden arrow on the ground of the gazebo. Leng Ran asked, "Whose is this?" ”

yes, who shot it?

Everyone was full of questions and looked at each other. Only Mr. Mei looked angry. He took a few deep breaths, and under the inquiring gaze of the Fifth Morning Stream, he spread a scroll from his bosom.

A diamond-shaped water gate appeared in the night sky.

………

Zhao walked out of the formation leisurely with a little busy.

As soon as she came out, she saw Mr. Mei glaring at her with a disgraced face, and roared, "Did you shoot the arrow?!" ”

This sentence is obviously suspicious of nonsense.

Because when Zhao came out, he had already carried Yun Gong on his back in a very high-profile manner.

"What if it's me, you finally remember to let me out." She raised her eyebrows and smiled, holding the cloud bow from behind. smiled, "How's that?" How powerful is my first arrow? ”

There was a dead silence all around.

Many people don't know this skinny masked child who suddenly came out, but the bow behind her back is deeply remembered.

Attaboy!

The clouds were faintly bright, the dawn was approaching, and the battle was nearing its end.

The fifth morning stream set his eyes on Zhao District's body, and a bright light flashed in his obsidian-like pupils.

"Hey." Zhao District naturally saw the iceberg in front of him, and said hello with some joy, "You are also there, little white face." ”

“……”

There was some awkward silence in the room, and many people secretly glanced at the Fifth Morning Stream, and saw a wave of shame on his handsome face, and a thud sounded.

Mr. Mei was also speechless by this sudden nickname, and he was full of anger and suddenly held back.

"Scattered! It's all scattered! ”

………

He regretted that he naturally saw Zhao District, but he did not step forward to say hello, but instead took a look at Yue Qingzhen first.

Immediately, her face sank, and the woman in red in front of her was close to being unconscious.

Zhou Huan was still with his eyes open, holding a short sword in his hand, staring at her deadly.

What a pity.

He snatched the short sword from Zhou Huan's hand and was furious, "You're still not a man?!" ”

Zhou Huan smiled indifferently, moved, and then saw the pool of blood under his feet, and choked up a little, "Why are you working so hard?!" ”

He picked up Yue Qingzhen and walked down the mountain.

"When she wakes up, tell her, and report to Yihongyuan tomorrow."

……

Zhao District was counted down by Mr. Mei for a long time.

The fifth morning stream didn't know if it was a bad taste, so he kept standing aside and listening quietly.

"How much enmity do I have with you?! At a young age, he actually raised an arrow to shoot people at every turn, Zhao District, you sue me?! Where did labor and management offend you!! ”

Mr. Mei was furious, his face was flushed, and his fingers were pointed at her, and he trembled with anger.

"Shouldn't I pick you up later......"

"Stop!" Zhao Jiequ frowned and interrupted him, "You didn't want to pick me up at all, if I hadn't used this arrow to remind you, I wouldn't know how long I would stay in that place, Mr. Mei, you ask yourself, have you been dissatisfied with me since I destroyed your bamboo forest?" ”

"Okay, even if you are dissatisfied, haven't you already beaten me? I didn't fight back at the time, did I? I'm willing to let you throw a dozen whips, and it still hurts! If you think about being beaten by you, you won't remember the grudge, but if you send me to the formation, you won't be ready to take me out! If you don't take me out, how can I pass the guò assessment, aren't you deliberately not letting me enter the Apocalypse Courtyard? ”

"You don't quibble!" Mr. Mei jumped to his feet, "You dare to say that I didn't pick you up?!" ”

Zhao's eyes flashed and he frowned.

Seeing her reaction, Mr. Mei smiled, "You still have a little conscience, don't you?" You don't have amnesia, do you? At that time, after the formation was broken, the one who stood in front of you was really right? ”

"......" She was a little tired, and the two cautious people were going on like this.

Mr. Mei seized the initiative, and when he saw that she didn't speak, he scolded even more.

The spit flew sideways, and Zhao took a deep breath and suppressed his feelings.

Just when she couldn't help but clench the cloud bow in her hand, Fifth Chenjian spoke, "You come with me." ”

“……”

Zhao looked up at him.

Mr. Mei also stopped and kicked Zhao District, "Look at what, don't keep up yet!" ”

Zhao looked back, glared at Mei Xiansheng, and said silently, "You wait for me!" (To be continued......)