The old man's expression was flat and indifferent when he expounded on this matter, without the slightest trace of resentment.

But when these words were heard in Xiao Han's ears, he couldn't help but think: Accompanying the tea set and Qing Shui to the west together, as well as his thousands of subordinates, can this old man really have no resentment towards himself?

didn't want to make any more extraneous branches in matters that had a decision, so Xiao Han was silent and stopped being thirsty.

When the old man saw this, he did not speak again.

The two sat and knelt, relatively silent, only the cold north wind, tirelessly blowing beside them.

"Ding Ling Bang Dang..."

I don't know how long it was, but suddenly, a crisp metallic sound came from a distance, breaking their silence.

I have to say that this strange sound sounded very abruptly, and it was very similar to the sound of swords!

When the already nervous archers heard it, they couldn't help but think: Is there another fight there?

What happens when an archer is distracted, especially if the bowstring is tightened?

The answer is simple, he will let go......

"Buzz ......"

A bowstring-inspired voice suddenly sounded from Xiao Han's side! Immediately after, that sharp arrow flew out like lightning, aiming at Xiao Han's waist and ribs!

"Not good!"

Fortunately, that archer knew how important Xiao Han was to their sect master! At the moment of resignation, the hand holding the bow followed upward, and the broad arm of the bow touched the tail of the arrow, changing the direction of its firing

"Tweet ......"

The sharp arrow carried the wind howling, and in the blink of an eye, it came to Xiao Han's body!

"My life is at stake!"

Xiao Han's eyes widened, staring at the arrow, wanting to dodge, but found that his body was not moving at all, and finally he could only sigh and close his eyes.

"Snort ......"

A crisp sound came, but Xiao Han didn't feel any pain, and opened his eyes carefully, only to find that the arrow had been attached to his clothes, obliquely inserted into most of the ground, leaving only a small half of the arrow body with feathers, trembling and exposed.

"Whew, it's only an inch, it's only an inch!"

Looking at the feather arrows whose tails were still trembling in the air, Xiao Han suddenly had a feeling of rebirth after the catastrophe! On a cold day, his back was also covered in a cold sweat, his underwear was soaked with sweat, and it was tightly attached to his spine, which was indescribably uncomfortable!

"Who put the arrow!"

This sudden change was so fast that no one reacted! It wasn't until the arrow hit the ground that the old man realized that he was also in a cold sweat, and couldn't help but stand up and scold angrily!

Maybe others don't know, but he knows it well!

Xiao Han is now a life-saving card in his hand! Only if he lives well, then he will have a future!

If he dies accidentally, will he still live forever? If you want to live today, those people who are squatting in the valley will not agree!

Soon, the old man saw the man who was in trouble.

There's no way, everyone has arrows, just you are the one with a bow, standing there stupidly, not looking at you, looking at whom?

The old man stared at his subordinates this time, resisted the urge to dismantle them, pointed to the side, and shouted: "Get out!" ”

"Huh? Good...... Good! ”

The archer, who had already looked like ashes, thought that this time he was dead! Now he only heard the word "roll", and suddenly it was like a new life, and he hurriedly retreated to the side.

Everything happened too fast just now, and it wasn't until the troubled archers hurriedly retreated that Xiao Han relieved himself!

Swallowing hard, he looked at the arrow that was almost close to his thigh.

Xiao Han wanted to jump up and scold! But he accidentally saw that those archers had all turned their arrows aimed at him to the side, and their hearts moved, and they sat down again.

The old man who was shocked into a cold sweat finished scolding his subordinates, and looked at Xiao Han uneasily, and when he saw that he was still sitting there with no unhappy expression on his face, he breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at the culprit who had just made a sound.

The fat man in the armor was walking out of the valley mouth with difficulty.

It is estimated that he didn't expect that his sudden appearance would make Xiao Han almost lose his life!

If he knew, he would probably really kill him, and he wouldn't dare to put on so many layers of armor that every step he took was like beating a gong and a fork, and his whole body was ringing.

There is no doubt that the sound just now was made by the fat man.

Since he listened to Brother Gouzi's arrangement, he has desperately put equipment on himself.

That's comparable to the steel armor of the Xuanjia Army, and the fat man is wearing two pieces now!

Inside the steel armor, there is also a layer of leather armor! Inside the leather armor, there were dogs, Xiaodong and a few of them silk anti-arrow shirts......

Not to mention anything else, this suit alone weighs sixty or seventy pounds!

Not to mention that he was still carrying a black iron pipe the thickness of an arm, more than three feet long!

This made every step he took extremely hard.

"Hey! What people! ”

A man in black spotted the fat man early, immediately broke away from the team here, and cautiously greeted the fat man with a knife.

The fat man didn't stop, he still walked forward, but as he walked, he wheezed and shouted, "I... I'm fat! I was ordered to send a map! ”

"Maps?"

The old man sitting opposite Xiao Han originally just saw the strange appearance of the fat man, but now he suddenly faintly heard the word "map", and his expression tightened! Hurriedly shouted to the man in black who was coming up, "Quickly bring the map!" ”

When the man in black heard the shout of the old man behind him, he frowned, ran a few steps, came to the fat man, and reached out to grab the iron pipe in his hand.

But he didn't want to, his hand was stretched over, and he only grabbed an empty one.

It turned out that the fat man was quick-eyed, and as early as when the man in black stretched out his hand, he had already taken the iron pipe back into his arms, grinned at him and smiled: "This Hou Ye told me to hand over the things to him, and no one can move until he hands them over!" ”

"Don't bother, I'll transfer it for you!" The man in black glanced at him, snorted coldly, and reached out to grab it again.

"No, no, no!"

The fat man's little eyes turned around a few times, and once again blocked his outstretched hand with his arm, and said with a smile: "That's not possible!" This thing can only be opened if I am with Master Hou! If you change to another person, you will never be able to open it! ”

"Huh?" The man in black raised his hand twice but couldn't get anything, and he was already a little angry in his heart, and he was about to open his mouth to scold the bloated fat pig in front of him, but the impatient old man who had been waiting for a long time spoke up.

"Okay, don't bother, let him come over quickly!"

"Whoa!"

When the man in black heard this, he had to swallow back the words that had reached his throat, turned around and arched his hand towards the old man, and then turned his head back, his eyes stared at the fat man and shouted coldly: "Let's go!" ”

"Okay, let's go!" The fat man didn't care about this person's bad attitude, and even smiled at him honestly, but in the depths of this smile, there was a killing intent that was cold to the bone marrow.