Ye Wudao looked at Song Tianqi, who was beaten by himself, with a blue nose and swollen face, and there were footprints on his chin that he had just kicked him, Ye Wudao was suddenly a little embarrassed, oh my God, who knew that he was the third uncle of his daughter-in-law!

"Han girl, is he?"

Song Tianqi was only shocked by Ye Wudao, although it was not his real strength just now, but it was the first time that he Song Tianqi was beaten so badly.

"His name is Ye Wudao. ”

Song Yuhan also has a headache now, and it's not an ordinary headache, the last thing I want to see is that Ye Wudao has contact with her family, who knows if this guy will suddenly have a convulsion and take out that grandfather's marriage contract? No, I have to let him go quickly, when he thought of this, Song Yuhan suddenly pulled down his face and said to Ye Wudao: "Ye Wudao, now that my third uncle is here to protect me, I won't be in danger, you can go?"

Ye Wudao originally wanted to please his daughter-in-law's elders, such as inviting others to a meal to apologize or something, and then cultivate his feelings, but he was immediately driven away by Song Yuhan.

Ye Wudao had fought with Song Tianqi just now, and knew that Song Tianqi's strength was not weak, and if he was there, he would be relieved, although he was a little unwilling to leave like this, but he also knew that he couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and there would be more opportunities in the future, so Ye Wudao still left with a rattan box.

"Han girl, that young man just now is your ......" Song Tianqi looked at Ye Wudao's departing back curiously, turned his head to look at Song Yuhan and asked with a smile.

"It's not. ”

Before Song Tianqi finished speaking, Song Yuhan immediately denied it.

"I haven't finished talking about it yet, how do you know what I'm going to ask?" Song Tianqi said with his mouth wide open.

"No matter what you ask, he has nothing to do with me. Song Yuhan said categorically.

"Okay, I don't care about your young people's feelings, but with your third uncle's many years of experience in watching people, this young man just now is really good, Han girl, you must not miss it......"

Song Tianqi was only halfway through his words, when he saw Song Yuhan's eyes that wanted to kill, he immediately changed his words: "Alas! This guy really dares to kill him, no, I have to go and rest." ”

When Ye Wudao left, it was already more than three o'clock in the morning, plus the temperature had cooled down in the past few days, the temperature outside was very low, Song Yuhan stood on the windowsill of his bedroom, looking out of the window in a daze.

So Ye Wudao didn't leave at all last night, but has been secretly protecting himself, on such a cold day, this guy has been waiting for himself outside for most of the night?

Song Yuhan thought of the thin clothes on Ye Wudao's body when he left, and suddenly felt a little moved, but soon she forced herself not to think about it, even if Ye Wudao was good to her, what was the use, she didn't like him at all.

Ye Wudao walked outside the street carrying a rattan box, on the street at more than three o'clock in the morning, there were few people, the lights were dim, coupled with the cold air coming in the past few days, the temperature dropped significantly, and there were even many fewer cars on the road, Ye Wudao didn't feel cold, people who practiced martial arts, the blood on their bodies was heavy, this cold was nothing to him at all.

Ye Wudao was thinking about his thoughts while walking on the street, intending to walk back, but at this moment, Ye Wudao suddenly felt the danger, he didn't even think about it, and immediately bent down on an iron plate bridge.

"Whoosh".

An arrow flew over his body in a hurry, and with a "clanging" sound, the arrow did not hit Ye Wudao, but hit the pillar of a street lamp behind him, popping out a little spark.

Ye Wudao's psoas muscles bounced up like a spring, and he saw that more than ten meters in front of him, there was a man with a compound bow in his hand who was looking at him with a cruel smile, it was the killer who assassinated Song Yuhan today, I didn't expect him to deal with Song Yuhan, but to deal with him, as soon as he saw this guy, Ye Wudao's anger came.

The killer was surprised when he saw Ye Wudao dodge his arrow, it was the first time he had met someone who could dodge his arrow at such a close distance, but it also made him excited, and his blood boiled.

I saw him pull out a finger of arrows again, but this arrow is different from the one just now, the color of this arrow is dark green, and the arrow is different from the ordinary arrow, the arrow body is all spiral, and what is even more strange is that this dark green arrow does not have a tail wing, and the arrow without a tail means that the speed of shooting will be faster.

Mounted the bow and arrows, aiming at Ye Wudao, his hands were very steady, not even a little trembling, but anyone who uses bows and arrows as weapons, the stability of both hands is the first place, if the hands are unstable, the arrows shot out will deviate from the target, and he will not be a good archer, and a killer who uses a bow and arrow is definitely much more dangerous than a killer who uses a firearm.

With a "whoosh", the dark green arrow flew towards Ye Wudao with a rotating force, the speed was at least twice as fast as the previous arrow, and the distance of more than ten meters could be said to be instantaneous, and the killer was aiming at Ye Wudao's forehead, which could be said to be very arrogant and arrogant.

Ye Wudao stomped on the ground with his feet, which was the same time as the killer's arrow, that is, when he let go of the bowstring, Ye Wudao also began to run, and Ye Wudao did not dodge, but rushed directly towards the arrow that shot at him face to face, it seemed that the killer didn't need to aim at him at all, Ye Wudao had already come over and sent him to death.

"Idiot!"

The killer saw Ye Wudao running towards his arrows, and spit out the word fool from his mouth with disdain, in his eyes, Ye Wudao was already a dead man, and he thought he was a master, but he didn't expect him to be a reckless person.

But is Ye Wudao really looking for death? Of course not, this killer looks down on Ye Wudao, and Ye Wudao can't afford him, it's just an arrow, Ye Wudao doesn't pay attention to it at all.

The dark green swirling arrow flew towards Ye Wudao's forehead, but this arrow, which was as fast as a bullet, had already been slowed down in Ye Wudao's eyes, and even Ye Wudao could clearly see the kind of concussive smoke produced when its arrow cut through the air.

With a brush, Ye Wudao's hand accurately grabbed the arrow body, and his wrist rotated flexibly in the air, the arrow that was shooting at him had already turned in one direction, and then began to break away from Ye Wudao's hand, and flew back at a faster speed than when he came, and at this moment, the slow picture in Ye Wudao's eyes had become normal.