"What's broken?" both Qi and Hu Yanlie were taken aback.

"You'an clan—" Xuan Yuan took a long breath, "It's gone!"

"What do you mean by that?" Qu was taken aback.

"I'm afraid that the You'an clan has been poisoned and the whole clan has been wiped out!" Xuan Yuan raised his eyes and gave up.

"Ahh

Xuan Yuan glanced at You'an on the ground and shook his head: "Its mind is full of bloody and terrifying memories, it is very messy and can't really see it. ”

Hearing him say this, the quiet peace on the side actually wailed continuously, and tears flashed in his eyes.

This bird is really not an ordinary bird, not only can it know people's words, but it can also shed tears? Hu Yanlie was shocked in his heart.

"What I can see is that in the deep mountains and valleys, there are countless huge nets in the air, and there are masked people in green clothes on all sides, all of whom are siege crossbows, and their eyes are full of golden feathers and blood raining down...... A huge and friendless You'an desperately tore a gap in the net, but he was shot and fell into a sea of blood!"

Hearing them talk about the killing, the You'an let out a wail again, looked to the west, and slammed his head on the ground several times, and blood flowed from his beak.

"It's doing this," seeing it like this, an ominous premonition arose in his heart, "Could it be that the king of You'an has ......"

Na You'an looked up at Abandonment, his eyes were blood-red, and he gradually ignited anger.

Abandon involuntarily took a step back, "Why does it seem to hate me so much?

"I'm afraid that it won't have anything to do with you!" Xuan Yuan suddenly changed her female voice.

"Why is that?" "I have been with you for the past few days......"

"Wang Yu!" the woman interrupted.

"Wang Yu?" "Wang Yu" "sighed" in his heart, "You mean-"

"Yes," said the woman, "the Wang Yu in your hand is a fake, and it has really been transferred by someone for a long time! ”

Before she finished speaking, Na You'an let out a long and mournful roar, as if she was about to spread her wings and fly away, but where could she still fly for half a minute. "Plop" and fell to the ground again. After hitting the ground, he was still struggling on the ground, his wounds bursting and blood flying.

This bird has such a strong temperament, could it be that it knocked us down from the clouds yesterday? Hu Yanlie was secretly frightened.

"Oops!" Qi suddenly remembered something, slapped himself hard, and the corners of his mouth oozed blood, "I was careless!"

"Plop" knelt in front of Na You'an: "Abandon the accidental loss of Wang Yu, tired of your whole clan being killed, abandon the nine deaths and do not redeem, I hope to find that person, bring him to you, and give you justice!"

Hearing him say this, Na You'an stopped struggling, the flame in his eyes gradually cooled, and he screamed a few times towards the west.

"You're trying to tell us that the man appeared in the West?"

You'an nodded, and was about to stand up again, but shook twice and fell down again.

It suddenly looked at Xuan Yuan, stretched its neck over, and put its head between his hands.

"You want me to read your memories?" the woman asked.

Na You'an nodded again.

Xuan Yuan took a long breath, sat up straight, reached out his palm, and began to rub on the top of its head again. The memories that had just been hidden by You'an due to fear and anger finally surfaced in front of her little by little.

Sparse mountain, moonlit night.

King You'an let out a long roar. All the You'an woke up, this is the king's call: the benefactor has something important to entrust, and our clan will go!

The crowd quickly lined up and came west to a narrow valley. A wisp of green smoke rose in the valley, but it was a person who was burning Wang Yu on the fire. When Wang Yu saw the fire, he conjured up the phantom of the young bird, releasing dazzling golden light, reflecting the night sky clearly. I don't know what kind of wood he used to light the fire, but there was a strong fragrance.

The man holding the king feather was masked in green clothes and carrying a very strange longbow behind his back, but they did not know it.

The King of You'an looked back and signaled, and all You'an only soared in mid-air, and it fell to the ground alone.

The man approached the words of the King of You'an, and looked like he was asking for help, and he was very anxious and panicked.

After a while, he suddenly heard him shouting, bending his bow and arrows, and everyone was taken aback. His arrow was shot behind the King of You'an, and he turned around and fell to the bottom of the valley.

In the darkness behind King You'an, several clouds of black gas came out of nowhere, and behind him there were countless zombies pressed by the black press, chasing him in the direction of his escape, which seemed to be the monsters that were abandoned and defeated by the You'an group on the wasteland that day.

The group of corpses approached, and the You'an group in the air smelled the breath of zombies through the strong fragrance of wood, and suddenly became commotionous.

King You'an hesitated for a moment, and finally looked at a long roar in the air and plunged to the bottom of the valley. All the secluded people were ordered to swoop down one after another.

What awaits them at the bottom of the valley is a crossbow like a flying locust. The bolt was fired from a siege ballista, as thick as a baby's arm. The hundreds of You'an that rushed to the front were instantly pierced and fell from the sky.

You'an is covered in golden feathers, like stainless steel, and you can easily cut off the head of a zombie with a wave of your wings, and the mortal blade is extremely difficult to damage. These crossbow arrows could easily pierce its protection, and they pierced through You'an's body, and the wound was a black blood hole, and the flesh and bones festered and sizzled.

When You'an flies, the wings and tail have a firelight, which is extremely gorgeous. Now hundreds of them were killed by the crossbow arrows, and the fire gradually extinguished in mid-air as You'an's body fell, like a torrential black rain falling from the fire clouds in the sky, which was very terrifying.

The king of You'an noticed something was wrong, and immediately spread his wings in front of all You'an. Its feathers were a hundred times harder than ordinary You'an, and the crossbow arrows shot around it, splashing a day's blue flames. The King of You'an resisted for a while, but it was also painful, and he let out an angry wail. Behind him, all You'an immediately spread their wings and flew up, but countless huge nets fell from the sky, detaining a large group of You'an in it.

Although You'an is a divine bird, he is also afraid of nets. The net was made of something of unknown form, and it pecked and could not be torn, and the more the birds struggled, the tighter it was bound. The ground was full of rolling You'an, ballistas fired horizontally, corpses gnawed, and in an instant, the light on the wings of hundreds of You'an was extinguished.

Seeing this, King You'an knew that he had been deceived, screamed miserably, and rose to the sky.

Countless more nets fell into the sky. King You'an struggled to hold up the huge net with his wings in the air, and raised his head to peck his beak. The net didn't know what it had done, its wings were burned to the point of black smoke, and its long and invincible beak was strangled by the rope of the net, and the black blood was like an infusion. King You'an screamed miserably, and a second head popped out of his chest, and he continued to tear and peck, and finally opened a gap.

When it leaned down to look down, there was not much peace left in the air. With all his strength, the King of You'an lifted the net upward, and let out a "dumb" sound from his mouth, urging the remaining You'an to rush out of the gap.

A burst of blue and cold light suddenly flashed at the bottom of the valley, and the "ding, ding, ding, ding......" was as fast as a torrential rain, and nine feathered arrows were all shot at the injured head of the king of You'an. The man who fired the arrow seemed to be stronger than a ballista, and with each arrow, the body of the King of You'an was lifted up along with the giant net. The technique is even more incredible, nine feather arrows are fired at the same time, but they are all fired at the same position in an orderly manner. Seeing that the golden feathers under the neck of the King of You'an were torn off piece by piece by the blue flame "Ding Ding Ding ......", the last feather arrow finally "poofed" Qi Gen and sank into its skull.

"Dumb—" King You'an let out an earth-shattering wail, and half of his body's light instantly dimmed.

Looking down in the moonlight, isn't the person who fired the arrow the one holding the royal feather?

Seeing that he took out a feather arrow from his back and buckled it on the bowstring, the eyes of the King of You'an showed a look of fear that he had never seen before.

The dozens of surviving You'an had already rushed to the gap, and when they saw this scene, they did not hesitate to lean down and rush towards the person who fired the arrow.

"Whoosh...... There were already ballistas waiting under him, and You'an fell from mid-air one after another.

"Dumb—dumb—" The King of You'an let out a long, heart-wrenching wail, as if to remind his clansmen: If this continues, my You'an clan will die out from now on!

The last two Yu'an finally turned around and rushed towards the gap again.

The cold light on the ground flashed again, and the technique was the same as last time. The first You'an had just broken out of the gap, and the net, along with the King of You'an, and the second You'an that had time to fly out in the future, had already fallen with a "bang".

"Dumb—" The remaining light on the King of You'an was swallowed up by the darkness and said his final goodbyes to it.

It was still wailing and wandering, and "whoosh" was another rain of arrows. A bolt of crossbow passed through its left wing, and a gut-wrenching pain came as it flapped its wings, bouncing through the air, and turning toward the east......

"In the night, Tsing Yi is masked, how do you know who it is? There are black gas and zombies, could it be that Luo Yeluo did it before us?" Hu Yanlie muttered quietly.

"I don't know who the man with the bow is, but I know the bow—" Xuan Yuan was exhausted, a trace of white gas came out of his head, and it was the female voice who spoke, "'Flash'! ”

"'Shem' is the name of the bow?" Hu Yanlie whispered, searching carefully in his mind, "This name is a little familiar, the people in this world who are good at bows and arrows ......"

"Yuwen chasing! ouch-" He suddenly shouted, forgetting that he had a wound in his leg and jumped up.

"I heard my father say before that this Yuwen Chai is the number one master of using arrows today. The bow in his hand has a strange appearance, and it is called 'Flash'!" he grinned with teeth on his face, but his words were very excited.

"Is it really him?!" said a layer of frost on his face, "Is that the villain who descended Jin Renfu in Guzang that day?"

"Where did he get Wang Yu from, and how did he know the method of opening, and what about the black qi and zombies?" Xuan Yuan whispered to himself on the side.

"That's right—" Hearing him say, Hu Yanlie also nodded again and again.

"Find him, everything will be known!" he gritted his teeth and moved his gaze to the west, and under the long clouds at the end of the wasteland, there were snow-capped mountains. His eyes also lit up with anger.

"Abandon your brothers, you see them acting, arranging carefully, killing and deciding, and how can they leave traces? Xuan Yuan stood up and patted his shoulder, "I heard that Yuwen Chai is now a general of Cangyu, if you want to find him, why do you have to go west?

"What does the Taoist mean?" Hu Yanlie was a little confused, "There are other people who want to find trouble with this Yuwen chasing?"