Because Meng Xingsoul had his back to him, he couldn't see the situation behind him clearly, but the other people and pedestrians on the street could see it very clearly. On the eaves tile above the main entrance of He Jin's general, a general with a bow was standing on it, and the sharp arrows that pierced the stone slab were shot out of his hand.

Looking down from Xiahou Yuan's perspective, the long street was full of running pedestrians, one by one the figures overlapped, mixed together, and separated after an instant. In this case, so many pedestrians screaming and fleeing, as long as their eyelids blink slightly, and if they don't pay attention, they will no longer be able to find the person they are following.

The noisy noises, the vegetables thrown around, all kinds of miscellaneous items, and most importantly, the people. There are too many people, changing figures, moving at high speed, and there is little difference in body. Xiahou Yuan wanted to find his target from among these people, track down his target, and shoot the other party.

Why is he here? In fact, Xiahou Yuan has been here a long time ago, and now in the General's Mansion, there is a fierce general like him on duty every day to guard the General's Mansion.

If it is someone else, what can be done is to hold the mansion tightly and not be invaded by foreign enemies. For any general, archery skills must also be exercised, and it can be said that they are not bad, but only Xiahou Yuan, archery skills can be called the best among everyone.

Other people want to kill Meng Xing's soul in the crowd of fleeing, relying on their own archery skills are really very small, and if they want to kill Meng Xing's soul, they can only do it if they catch up. But in this case, by the time they caught up, Meng Xingsoul had already escaped without even a trace.

The eight soldiers guarding the gate did not move, and the gate behind them was still closed and not opened, and there would be no soldiers coming out of it to chase and kill. For the eight soldiers guarding in front of the gate, their duty is to guard the gate and not let any hostile enemies invade, as for the enemy that General Xiahou is chasing and killing above them, they are also powerless.

"Huh."

A feathered arrow flew away at a rapid speed, and the air whistled incessantly, shooting at the running man. "Bang", it was only one line away, and the figure was dangerous, and at the moment when the feather arrow was approaching, he ran forward with one more position. So the feather arrows shot straight into the stone slabs paved in the street, stirring up a cloud of dust.

One stopped in an instant, looking at the feathered arrow tail feathers that were constantly buzzing and vibrating on the stone slab in front of him, and his face became extremely pale. He stretched out his hand tremblingly and touched his forehead, his palms covered with sweat.

Behind him, more people pushed and shoved, but the one seemed to be stunned, and instead of running with the crowd, he ran towards the left side of the street. It was just a little bit shorter, and if he had run a little faster, it wouldn't have been just a stone slab, but his body.

It turned out that he wished he could grow two more legs and run faster, but now this person is full of joy. It suddenly occurred to him that this arrow would definitely not be shot at him, so why did he run? Running like this will kill you fast! For the one who was chased by the feathered arrows must be among those who ran before him!

Yes. Unlike the common people, the players on the streets have now completely calmed down, except for the initial panic and conformity. Many players even came to the rescue of the people who fell, and more players looked around, saw Xiahou Yuan above He Jin's gate, and looked at the people who were fleeing.

That's the rhythm of the mission! That mansion, as players recognize, is the mansion of the great general He Jin, although they don't know who the fierce general with excellent archery skills is, but they know that if they help the other party capture or kill that target, they can complete a mission!

This is the adventure mission in the Three Kingdoms, the adventure mission of the pit father! But after all, it is the people under the general, no matter how cheating the father is, he will not clove where the father goes, worrying about how to get into a relationship with He Jin, and the players who wander on this long street outside He Jin's mansion all day long, at this moment, are already shining with eyes and seeing hope!

At the moment, many players who stopped caught up with the people who fled, and they could catch one by one, and they could stop one by one. Although they are different individuals and do not know each other, at this moment, they are extremely tacit.

Let the people who are running stop first, and then the next thing that continues to run is the mission goal. That's right, almost all players who grasp that this is an adventure quest are keenly aware that it is almost impossible to complete this quest alone, and only by relying on the strength of the crowd can they figure out the person who is being chased by the feathered arrows. As for who will be able to complete the task in the end? That naturally depends on luck and strength.

An arrow missed, Xiahou Yuan was still expressionless, and there was no emotional fluctuation. From the beginning to the present, Xiahou Yuan has shot eight feather arrows, each of which is just a little short of being able to hit Meng Xing's soul, but one arrow after another misses.

For an archer, at this point, the feeling must have been completely gone. But that was just an archer with too poor psychological quality, for Xiahou Yuan, these eight arrows, he didn't go away with the result of shooting Meng Xingsoul with one arrow, he just forced one arrow after another, compressing Meng Xingsoul's escape space.

The timing and direction of each arrow are exquisite, although Xiahou Yuan is also a cold-blooded person, he has no habit of killing innocents. Except for the unlucky guy who was killed by the first arrow, none of the next seven arrows injured any civilians. Of course, if the people themselves went to catch the feather arrows and died under the arrows, Xiahou Yuan would not have any guilt.

One arrow, one arrow, Meng Xing's soul was always in Xiahou Yuan's lock, his hands, his eyes, and his heart were all on the back of the fleeing man.

Holding the tail feathers of the feather arrow, the bowstring was pulled back, the bow was like a full moon, and in an instant, the full moon was severe, and the feather arrow carried the afterimage and shot out again.

No matter how cunning the other party is, no matter how fast he runs, Xiahou Yuan has only one way to respond, and that is to maintain the speed of his own arrows and the accuracy of the feather arrows he shoots. Under his persecution, no matter what the other party has in mind or how to change, he has no time.

A little slower, a little slower, is death.

"Damn! Damn it! Meng Xingsoul scolded twice, he had run so far, this was the first time he had such a deep grudge against the length of a long street.

On both sides of the long street, there are shops and alleys, each of which is where he can hide and get out of the crisis. But there was no time! He didn't even have the slightest thought filter, thinking about why he was discovered by the other party, and the reason why he would be locked up.

If you think so much, you will die, you will really die! In fact, if it weren't for the fact that Meng Xingsoul had accelerated his running speed several times, he would have died at that time, and he would not still be fleeing in such a panic now.

"Again!" The chill behind him was even worse, and Meng Xing Soul could hear the sound of the arrow rushing out, bringing the air vibration and the tail feathers of the feather arrow staggered and rubbing.

Gritting his teeth, blood appeared between the teeth. Every muscle on Meng Xingsoul's legs was extremely tight, and every time his toes fell, he stepped with all his strength and burst out. This is a great burden on the body, especially the legs, and by now Meng Xingsoul has felt that his escape speed is getting slower and slower.

With one foot, the entire waist and back bowed down, and Meng Xingsoul escaped with that instantaneous skyrocketing speed. Behind him, there was another deep sound of the stone slab being pierced, and there was another tremor of heartbeat, and Meng Xingsoul's eyes became extremely gloomy.

It was another junction to escape, and he missed it, and once he took one more step forward, he would inevitably not be able to turn around, and he would not be able to change direction. Even if he moved his body to one side slightly, it only took a few tenths of a second, and he didn't have that little time, because he would die.

The opponent's arrow, every time he had a chance to escape, appeared and gave him two options. One option is to keep running and dodge the feathered arrows behind you. The other is to ignore the feather arrows behind you, gamble on luck, bet on your own strength, and see if you can dodge the feather arrows behind you, run into any store, or go to that kind of alley.

In fact, there is only one choice, Meng Xingsoul knows very well that he is just one choice. It's just keep running, run forward, run as hard as you can! Even if he knew that he would eventually run slower, Meng Xingsoul had no other choice.

Because the second option, which is an illusion, is a trap. Meng Xingsoul knew very well that in the process of running at high speed, once the body changed direction, there must be a process of deceleration. At first glance, the arrows shot by the other party have an interval of time each time, and this is the opportunity, a chance to successfully escape.

But this is an illusion, once he does it, then he will really die. It was certain death, as long as he really made such a stupid decision, the other party's arrow would not hesitate to take his life and shoot him.

The arrows behind him are the arrows that chase his life, chasing his life. Squeezing Meng Xingsoul's potential and physical strength at every moment, every time he dodged an arrow, Meng Xingsoul's strength would lose a few points, and in the end, he couldn't escape the fate of death.

Is it to die in procrastination, or in outbursts? To bet, or not to bet? The other party gave two options, in fact, Meng Xingsoul had no choice, he had no chance to choose, the other party had been grasping the rhythm of the battlefield from the moment he appeared, and there was no gap left for Meng Xingsoul.

Procrastination or outburst, gambling or not gambling, the end result is death. This is why Meng Xingsoul said that this is an illusion, any intuition he has when the opponent's killing arrow is not shot is an illusion, the illusion of bringing death to himself.

But just give up? Because he's a player, can he easily accept his own death? Meng Xingsoul will not accept it, nor will he do this, a killer, even in the end, will not give up, even if there is no chance at all, even if it is desperate, he will still not give up.

He is the killer of the killer building, and those who can be on the list are all people who have made their own achievements on the way to the killer. Meng Xingsoul is also there, he is not the kind of genius who fails once and has no way to stand up again, nor is he the kind of player who has a strong obsession with victory and defeat.

Meng Xingsoul will only try his best to die after his limit, for him, it is the limit. Only by knowing your own limit and breaking through this limit can you become stronger.

So, that's my limit?

In Meng Xing's soul, this thought arose, and it immediately shattered. His limit is definitely not like this, even if it is to escape, he has to raise his speed to the kind that can no longer be improved!

Xiahou Yuan was stunned, and there were subtle cracks in the tiles under his feet, and they suddenly shattered, turning into fragments separated by broken tiles. He took a deep breath, the light in his sharp eyes became sharper, and the big bow in his hand was opened, accompanied by a soft "squeak" sound on the bow body, and the whole big bow had been pulled into the most extreme state.

There was wind, swept across Xiahou Yuan's face, and brushed his string-pulling fingers. As soon as this breeze left, Xiahou Yuan's fingers let go, and a bigger gust of wind appeared, and the feather arrows on the string blew this strong wind and flew towards the back of Meng Xing's soul.

"Chase for your life!"

An archer is to make his bow and arrows have eyes, so that the opponent cannot escape. But the bow and arrow don't have eyes, so Xiahou Yuan's eyes, his hands, are the eyes of the bow and arrow, in his calculations, the current Meng Xing's soul is in a state of no escape, no escape.

The feather arrow shot by Xiahou Yuan, at this moment, really grew eyes, pointing directly at the back of Meng Xing's soul. The real lock-on is to make the enemy an unchanging state, and then let the arrows of his longbow pierce him.

Change and immutability, the eternal topic of archers, is also an eternal problem. Actually trying to shoot an enemy with a bow and arrow, especially a well-prepared enemy, is extremely difficult for any archer.

Not to mention, the situation of a running enemy who is advancing all the time, this state of change. Xiahou Yuan is constantly adjusting and changing again and again, and he is also changing, changing with the change of Meng Xing's soul.

Then, he caught it, and caught Meng Xing's soul in the midst of change, an unchanged small gap. So, he shot the arrow!

(End of chapter)