"It's crooked."

"It's still crooked."

"I've already taken aim at it."

Leng Yu held the longbow in his hand, looking at the arrows scattered in the distance, only ten meters away, such a big arrow target, he was stunned that he didn't shoot a single arrow, he thought it would be an easy thing, but now he is a little suspicious of life.

"Poof."

"Hahaha, stupid, stupid."

The unbridled laughter was endless, and the girl stood on the trunk of a tree in the distance, clutching her belly, she seemed to have been there for a long time, and now she could not hold it back.

"Jacques." Leng Yu waved at the girl, although he was allowed to enter the sacred tree, he was not accepted, the wood elves were xenophobic, they believed that alien humans had invaded their realm, disturbed their tranquility, and brought disaster to them, but Jacques was an exception.

"Laughing to death, are you also archery?" Jacques stretched out his hand and pointed at Leng Yu.

"I thought it would be easy to master, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult." Leng Yu smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Easy to master? You're thinking too simply. Jacques patted Leng Yu on the shoulder. You think you're a wood elf, I don't dare to say anything else, but humans and wood elves are too much different in archery. ”

"Is that so?" Leng Yu looked at the figure in front of him, no matter how he looked at it, it was not so reliable.

"Are you doubting me? Stupid, stupid, stand there and give Miss Ben a good look, humans may have many professions, but the Wood Elves are born with only one profession, and that is archers. ”

"The rhythm of the arrow, beckon." Jacques stretched out his palm, and the bow and arrow that had been put aside by Leng Yu instantly appeared in Jacques's hand.

"The rhythm of the arrow, the break." Yakla opened his longbow, and an arrow turned into a streamer, and a hole appeared in the center of the target in an instant, and the arrow that shot out was no longer visible.

"The rhythm of the arrow, ghosting." Jacques drew his longbow again, and this time, Jacques's hands seemed to turn into phantoms, and arrows shot out of her hand one after another.

Leng Yu stared at the movements of Jacques's hands, and he was shocked to find that his eyes couldn't keep up with her movements, and he couldn't even see how many arrows he had shot.

"How?" Jacques bared his teeth at Cold Feather.

"No, no, what you do, human beings can do it as long as they work hard." Leng Yu shook his head fiercely, he had seen these in the original world, and what Jacques presented was just faster.

"Ahh Jacques stomped his feet angrily, and it was clear that Leng Yu's archery was a mess.

"The rhythm of the arrow, the dance steps." Jacques closed her eyes, her figure swayed, her feet stepped on strange steps, the whole person seemed to fall into a strange state, on her forehead, a green mark emerged, Jacques turned into a green vortex, and a rich aura converged towards her.

"Jacques."

"Jacques."

"Jacques."

Leng Yu shouted Jacques's name, but Jacques didn't seem to hear it at all, her dance steps continued, Leng Yu's brows furrowed, although he didn't know what was going on, but his intuition told him that Jacques must be stopped, otherwise something big would happen.

"Jacques." Leng Yu walked towards Jacques, a little closer, a little closer, he might be able to interfere with Jacques with his spirit.

"Buzz" "Buzz. The arrows scattered in the distance trembled, and then flew on their own.

"Woohoo" "Blaoh"

Leng Yu lowered his head in horror, and then quickly rolled in the direction away from Jacques, and streamers passed by him.

"Again, are these arrows tracking?" Leng Yu, who had dodged a round of attacks, was surprised to find that those arrows flew towards him again.

"Jacques, wake up." Leng Yu shouted, this flying arrow was not to scare him, but to kill him, and the speed was too fast, he felt that he couldn't dodge it at all.

One step, two steps, three steps Leng Yu moved quickly, he felt a chill behind him, even if he didn't look back, he knew that the arrow had caught up with him.

"God, you're kidding," Leng Yu's forehead was densely covered with sweat.

"What's going on?" Leng Yu moved quickly, and the chill of death just now actually disappeared.

Leng Yu looked back, and the green whirlwind completely surrounded Jacques in the middle, and in the whirlwind, arrows were flying around her.

"Rhythm of the Arrows: Rain of Arrows of Destruction." Cold words spat out of Jacques's mouth.

"Jacques, Jacques." Leng Yu gritted his teeth, turned around and rushed towards Jacques's location, he didn't know what happened to Jacques, but he could feel that a terrifying aura surrounded him, the target of the destruction of Sword Rain turned out to be him, just an arrow almost killed him just now, not to mention that in such a situation now, he felt that he would evaporate in an instant, this feeling had appeared once, that is, the time when a meteorite fell from the sky.

"Unleash a rain of devastating arrows, the surrounding arrows have stopped working, and you must take advantage of the moment to wake her up."

"One step, two steps, three steps." Leng Yu was obviously moving fast, but he himself felt that he was crawling at a turtle speed.

"Jacques, wake me up." Leng Yu roared, now he didn't enter the range of mental interference, but there was no way, in the sky, strange runes opened, and endless arrows turned into green light clusters, falling towards here.

"It's hanging, it's pitch black."

"Whose palm does this hand belong to?"

"It's so uncomfortable, my body feels like it's going to explode, wait, will it hurt if I hang up? Could it be..."

"Knock" Leng Yu felt his head dizzy, he seemed to have hit something hard, he tried to open his eyes, and an old face stared at him, the killing intent in his eyes seemed to devour him.

"Great Elder." Leng Yu recognized the figure in front of him, he was Jacques's grandfather, who had been living in the temple, and he seemed to have been saved.

"Don't talk about today's events, otherwise you will only die." The Great Elder stared at Leng Yu, his burning eyes seemed to be able to see through everything.

"Oh." Leng Yu nodded.

"There you go." The Great Elder turned around and waved his hand towards Leng Yu.

"I'm still too weak." Walking out of the temple, Leng Yu felt as small as an ant, what the Great Elder said, he couldn't refute it at all, he wanted to kill him, it was too easy. "Was that space magic just now? Jacques seems to have said that the wood elves are proficient in natural magic, and that kind of killing intent that bursts out, he really wants to kill me, why is this happening? Why did he stop in the end? ”