A forest path lined with lush trees, because the southern climate is warm and humid, and between the trees and the road are dense weeds and vines that are tall for one person. Because of the deep mountains and dense forests, snakes, insects and beasts infested, merchants generally only pass by in groups, so the trail seems a little deserted...

A group of people came from afar on the path, and eighteen riders with helmets and armor, shields and arrows escorted the three carriages slowly. On the wheel frame of the two carriages, one in front of the other and one behind, next to the driver, there was also a shield-wielding armor soldier sitting in each other's position, who was nervously hanging around, ready to deal with emergencies at any time. Isn't this Lan Xuan and his party, and the shield-holding armor in the car in front of him is not Wilbur?

Only three of the original six carriages remained, and only eighteen of the thirty-six horsemen remained, all wearing armor and carrying blades to escort the convoy slowly. This is some big trouble, and at this speed, I don't know what year and month it will take to get out of this forest.

The carriage in the middle is richly decorated, and because of the white color, it looks clean and elegant, so it has naturally become the exclusive color of the royal family. The decoration on this carriage is mainly white, which is naturally the special carriage of Princess Silo. Ayalifa Sheng was lying on the bottom of Princess Siluo's bed, her face was becoming more and more pale due to the white bed decoration quilt, and her internal organs were damaged. Princess Siluo didn't care about the princess's dignity on the side, and served her water law teacher and guard without her clothes.

And Puyi, Lan Xuan and Miss Yaxin rode together on the first carriage. Lan Xuan and Yaxin sat at one end, and Pu Yi sat opposite. In the face of such a predicament, Rao is Lan Xuan is known as full of wisdom, and he is helpless at this time, just sighing for a long time, at a loss.

After the original Puyi and Lan Xuan escaped from Vis Volcano to join the escort group, the Arrow Saint who had never shown up was like a maggot attached to the bones, haunting them with a ghost. Ayali Fasheng was already injured and had no power to cast spells, but the large forest near Vis Volcano provided a natural shelter and sniper position for the Arrow Saint, and in the dense green shade behind the trees, the eagle feather arrows that flew out as fast as white rainbows became a chasing talisman one after another.

And the most insidious trick of the Arrow Saint is not to take people's lives, but the person who is shot will definitely lose the ability to move immediately, and he needs to be taken care of by others. The outcome of this cat-and-mouse game is not difficult to predict, and the dwarves who have suffered heavy losses will let them go so easily, the pursuers should not be far from them.

Looking at the sad expressions of Lan Xuan and Miss Yaxin, and looking at the lush trees in the sun outside the window, the light and shadow and darkness seemed to turn into a huge green mouth that wanted to devour everything, which was terrifyingly eerie.

At this time, Puyi made a decision, although it depends on the destiny of heaven whether it succeeds or not, but it can't be allowed to die without fighting back. Puyi motioned to stop, "Lan Xuan, leave Webber behind to protect me, you speed up" and patted the bird artifact that he never left, "I still have the power of a blow, whether it succeeds or not, each has a destiny." Their main target is me, I stay, you may be able to escape with your life, it is better than dying here! ”

Lan Xuan took this big risk for Puyi, but although he was reluctant to let the duck fly away, he was unable to deal with it at all, so he was reluctant to give up, and held Puyi's hand tightly, "Sir, whether you succeed or not, you must ensure your own safety, as long as you live, no matter the ends of the world, the mountains of swords and the sea of fire, Lan Xuan will definitely do his best to welcome back Mr." Wilbur, no matter whether Mr.'s blow is successful or not, you must protect Mr. 's safety, and no matter how much you give up resistance, you must also protect Mr. thoroughly. As long as you don't die, you must be at the right and side of Mr., this matter is related to the future of the human race and the dynasty, please give up the right of the warrior to die generously, even if there is humiliation, please endure it, Lan Xuan, please. With that, he bowed deeply to Wilbur with a respectful and solemn countenance.

Puyi couldn't help but be a little moved when he heard this, and patted Lan Xuan's clenched hand, "Okay, Puyi will definitely do everything possible to save his life, and there will be a period later." But looking at Wilbur, his originally kind face was a little hideous for a while, "Childe, rest assured, the villain will never die easily, even if he is still breathless, he will not leave Mr. Puyi." After agreeing on a meeting place after success, Lan Xuan and his party boarded the car and left.

It was still a forest road, a very strange combination, a half-squatting figure holding a handle iron pipe in both hands, and a kind old man with no armor was half a step ahead of him, just standing in the middle of the forest road with such a big grin, just standing so lonely, except for the birdsong and insect chirping in the forest, there was no other sound at all.

Suddenly, somewhere in the forest on the left suddenly fell silent, and Pu Yi immediately took his bird gun and aimed in the quiet direction, and Wilbur also moved, still half a step ahead of him with his hands behind his back, still lonely and speechless.

After a long time, with a "whoosh", a feather arrow shot vigorously and pierced into the ground less than half a meter in front of the two, and the two of them were still so blank and did not react.

Seeing this scene, sixty paces away, a green figure flashed behind a certain tree, and a lazy voice said, "Do you just give up resistance?" It's so boring! A pair of calm hands still pulled out a big green bow, and two white carved arrows were pinched in their hands so casually, put on the arrows, and slowly walked towards the two.

"If you give up resistance, that Mr. Puyi, please throw the iron pipe in your hand on the ground and stand up, we don't want to be pointed at by an iron pipe like this." A pair of thin eyes stared at the two suspiciously, and if he made a slight move, he was going to shoot the two on the spot, of course, his attention was more focused on the half-step martial saint Webber, as for the Puyi who was holding an iron pipe, he didn't think that an iron pipe could cause him any damage.

Wilbur put his hands behind his back on his chest and arched his hands: "There are few arrow saints on the mainland, please give me a high surname, and let Wilbur lose and be convinced." ”

The arrow saint laughed loudly, and was about to open his mouth to answer, but the afterglow of his eyes saw a flash of fire in Puyi's hand, and the fire line of the "zizi" sound burned rapidly, and an intuition that was stared at by an inexplicable beast rose from his heart, and he was about to loosen the string and release the arrow, and his body also retreated backwards.

But can you get faster than a bullet?" Boom", the arrow saint looked at a bloody hole in his waist and abdomen, and the strength of his whole body dissipated inexplicably, how could the feather arrow released by the loose string still have the accuracy and strength at all, "trap, hateful trap" is the last word that the arrow saint can say.

And Wilber, who was afraid that he would not die from fighting snakes, had already swept through the space of more than sixty steps, and a cold light waved out of his hand, and a good head rose to the sky......

In Lan Xuan's palatial carriage, although the biggest crisis has been temporarily resolved, the six people sitting around don't seem to be very happy, and in the middle of several cases is a hideous human head, with black hair and pointed ears, and a handsome face with a miserable white color, gritting his teeth and opening his eyes with hatred.

It was the Arrow Saint, the Arrow Saint of the Elven Clan, the Bagh Arrow Saint. Lan Xuan said worriedly: "No wonder the dwarf clan is not afraid to offend our human race, it seems that the elven clan has long been in cahoots with them. But the two races should also be powerless, and they can't resist the anger of the human race, are there other races involved? For example......

"Whew......" a long wolf hiss brought the best annotation to his words. If the king of mountain warfare, the king of jungle warfare, and the wolf rider who comes and goes like the wind joins them, will they still be able to escape?

Could it really be impossible to escape death? For the first time, Lan Xuan's heart felt a sense of remorse of hatred, isn't it good to be a rich and noble brother in the royal city? Why do you have to join in the excitement for a future? If you fall into the hands of a ferocious wolf rider and want to keep a whole corpse, I'm afraid it's also difficult!

There was a knocking sound from the carriage, and a black helmet wearing armor reported: "The wolf rider has been found in the rear, and the number of rides is about five hundred, less than five miles away from us, and please make a decision quickly!" ”