Song Ling's arrow swirled and retreated a few feet, lighter and faster than I imagined, she pulled the bowstring full, the pitch-black arrow broke through the air, with the sharpness of the wind, "snapped" through the handkerchief, the handkerchief was actually broken in the air like old paper, the arrow did not stop, and rushed straight towards Zhao.

I was dumbfounded, Song Lingjian's ability really blinded my ghost eyes!

"Carving insect skills, dare to be ugly?!" Zhao reversed the air and moved backwards, so that there was enough distance to catch the arrow, but his cold expression immediately turned into surprise, he didn't expect this arrow to be even faster than him!

He watched as the ordinary-looking arrow rushed into range, like an arrow shooting at the sun, emitting a pale red heat.

He used his fingers again, clamped hard, and the speed of the arrow stagnated, but he still couldn't get rid of its strange speed, and he moved his whole person back a few feet before he slowly stopped.

He stared at Song Lingjian unexpectedly with this arrow, but everything didn't stop yet-

Song Lingjian held the longbow, flicked her five fingers to the bowstring, a black mist softly appeared between her pale and craggy fingers, her sleeves fluttered suddenly, like a cloth bag filled with wind, and the corners of her mouth pulled up an extremely confident and cruel smile-

Han San smiled as if he had heard some extremely harsh sound, and covered his ears in pain and retreated!

All I heard was the slight rattling of the bowstring, and it wasn't too harsh!

Zhao Yi also seemed to feel something, with a bad expression, and was raising his hand to throw away the arrow in his hand, but it was too late!

The arrow vibrated as if it had a spirit, and it made his mouth ache, and several slender needle-like wooden threads shot out of the sharp arrow, and with a few clicks, it was nailed into his shoulder like a needle, and then threaded back from the back like a needle, faintly embedded in the flesh and blood of Zhao Yi's shoulder.

This wooden needle really looks like a woman doing needlework, sewing and embroidering back and forth!

Han Sanxiao's eyes widened, covering his chest and looking uncomfortable, his expression was still so attractive, and he said flatly: "Mom, my good, what is this?" ”

Song Lingjian was slightly satisfied, and looked at Zhao Rui, who was shocked.

Zhao Yi covered his shoulders with an incredulous expression: "No-impossible-this impossible-"

"He still won't admit defeat." Han San smiled and plucked his ears, his ears ringing heavily, causing his entire voice to rise a lot.

"Swim - Swim Wood Arrow? …… That's impossible......! Zhao Wei said dumbfounded.

Wooden arrows?

- Could it be that the bow in Song Ling's arrow is the sound-breaking bow that Zhao Yi has been suspicious of?

I re-examined Song Lingjian, this enigmatic woman, almost six years, and I never seemed to really understand her, her hidden past, her uncertain present, and the future where she had no destination.

Song Lingjian sat lightly on the branch, put the horizontal bow on his lap, and looked at Zhao Yi with his legs lightly. It's like an innocent girl.

After a person injures another person's hand, she can sit calmly like this, as if she really only embroidered a few needles and threads just now, instead of threading a needle on the flesh and blood, such a person can only be Song Lingjian.

Zhao Yan's shoulder was oozing blood, and the one that passed back and forth on his shoulder was not a needle after all, but an arrow half a finger thick! Fortunately, the tail of the arrow is not wide, otherwise it would have been a big hole!

"How is that possible! Impossible! The Youmu Arrow has long been lost, and there is no way that there will be a successor! ”

Song Lingjian said with a smile: "The owner of the village is really sick and faint, or does he not want to mention the shame again?" Are you really sure that no one in the world knows how to play wood and archery anymore? ”

Zhao Yan's eyes slowly widened, and he seemed to have made a lot of determination before he spoke: "The person half a year ago, is it you?" ”

Song Lingjian smiled: "Don't make us seem to know each other very well, we have nothing to do with anything other than mortal enemies." ”

Zhao reversed: "No-it is rumored that the arrow is as black as the night, and half a year ago-"

At this time, Song Lingjian had already taken out an arrow wrapped in a black cloth in the quiver, she slowly opened the black cloth, and a red arrow as red as blood was displayed!

"Shoot the fifty guards of Tianluo Village, it's really you!" Zhao Wei was furious, his anger surged, and his shoulders trembled.

"What the owner hears is just rumors, and the wooden arrow is just a method of archery, and I can use any arrow I like. This red arrow, originated from Tianluo's pursuit of the red Luo, the red Luo red arrow, echoing each other from afar, isn't it beautiful? ”

Zhao Rei's pupils tightened instantly!

Song Lingjian was the person Zhao Cheng was looking for, the one who killed fifty people at the same time.

I'm a little dazed, no, Song Lingjian is not such a cruel and ruthless person, there must be a reason.

"Who the hell are you? What kind of grudge do you have with Tianluo? Or who assigned you? Zhao Yan's voice was much weaker, and he stared straight at Song Lingjian.

"You have seen my look and demeanor through my skin, how can you not know who I am? As for the grudge with Tianluozhuang, let's start with the wound on your wrist - if you kill Shishilang, then I will exchange fifty dog lives under your door. Now there is one missing you. ”

Ten...... Eleven Lang...... Did Song Lingjian really avenge Eleven Lang? It was this seemingly unrelated Zhao Rui who killed Eleven Lang? Why!

Zhao Yan's eyes were wide, his skin was white, and his dark gray eyes looked a little terrifying: "Eleven Lang? That mastiff by the sea, it's called Eleven?! ”

"When did you sneak away and kill someone's dog, why don't I know?" Han Sanxiao moved to a tree farther away, so that he didn't have to look up so hard to look at Song Lingjian sitting on the tree.

"We were out of town before the fall." Song Lingjian prompted.

Han San smiled and suddenly realized: "You threw that stupid big guy from Haipiao to me to take care of, and ran away to do this murderous thing yourself?!" Yes, yes, yes, that afternoon—you disappeared for two hours, saying that you went out to hang out, and it turned out that you had gone to destroy the village—my good man, you killed so many people, and you could still eat pig's blood soup with us at the same table as if nothing had happened—what did you do! Han San smiled and glared at Song Lingjian in disbelief.

Song Lingjian sneered: "You don't have to pretend to be stupid with me here." ”

Han San smiled and touched his head: "What are you pretending to be stupid?" ”

"Who else is following me all the way so obscenely except you?"

Han San smiled and flattened his mouth: "I've followed for a short period of time - but that's really just a short paragraph!" My feet didn't get hot, Haipiao suddenly lost blood on his face like a ghost, and he fell down as soon as I let go, I knew that I wouldn't take him with me, and if I didn't take him, I was afraid that something would happen to him alone. Hey, I'm not you, my heart is so hard, I can't throw him on the street and leave! I found a car to tow the big guy back to the inn! ”

Song Lingjian was suspicious: "How long have you been following?" ”

Han San swore with a smile to the sky, and said seriously: "At most half a pillar of incense, the most, the most." I don't believe you ask about sea drifting. ”

Song Lingjian lowered his eyes, frowned and murmured: "But someone has been with me to the end that day, I thought it was you, and I used to scare you with an arrow, and I was wondering how you left in a frightened way - if that person is not you, who will it be?" ”

Han San smiled and frowned, "You mean, someone saw you shoot Tianluo's fifty guards with their own eyes that day?" ”

Song Lingjian said: "He left before I entered Tianluo." Impossible—"

Are they talking about what happened after leaving the village? Han Sanxiao accompanied Song Lingjian to seek revenge, but he didn't know that Song Lingjian killed so many people with a tooth for a tooth.

"Because of a dog, you killed my Zhuang people fifty - so Xiang Wu was also killed by you?" Zhao Wei said coldly.

Xiang Wu? Orion Xiang Wu? Isn't Xiang Wu alive and well? You've come to my house to see me.

"Before I left the village, I killed a person named Xiang Wu." Song Lingjian pressed his brows and raised the corners of his mouth lightly.

I can't figure it out more and more! But Song Lingjian said that if she killed, she must have been killed. So who is the Xiang Wu I saw?

"Xiang Wu? He hasn't clashed with you, you hunt the east mountain, he hunts the west mountain, what's wrong with him? Han San smiled and stared at Song Lingjian.

"There is no wild hunting in the western suburbs, and I don't know what he does every day there. If you hadn't messed with me, I'd have pretended to turn a blind eye, after all, he doesn't have anything to be sorry for me. Killing him is just to let you know that you know the color - someone killed your traitorous dog with your Tianluo chasing your life, and I just followed suit. Song Lingjian said casually.

Han San shook his head with a smile and said, "Tut-tut, Master Zhao doesn't know what he's busy with, why do you let others take the lead in everything?" ”

Zhao bit his teeth, raised his hand and tapped a few big points on his shoulder, and said angrily: "This seat doesn't believe in evil!" You stinky and dry stinky girl, it's impossible for you to use pure wooden arrows! ”

Song Lingjian smiled gracefully and said slowly, "Do you know why it's named Youmu?" Because-" She frowned, the dantian qi was mentioned, and the corners of her mouth hung into a strange arc-

Zhao Yan's body shook suddenly, and then slowly bent over slightly, as if suffering a great pain, the needle pierced in the shoulder flowed into his body like water, and the slightly bloodstained shoulder suddenly soaked a large piece of blood, he had obviously sealed his acupoint, but the blood still flowed out silently, and it could even be said that it was gushing out continuously, he looked at his shoulder at a loss, and his eyes widened in horror: "What is this?" What is it?! ”

Song Lingjian exhaled lightly and said calmly: "The so-called swimming wood is not impenetrable, but these wooden needles that swim in your blood. You read such a good name, but you never understand its meaning, and you have wasted your mind to take a celebrity. ”

Zhao said ruthlessly: "It will take you a lot of effort to destroy this wooden needle, I want to see if you fall first, or I will fall first!" ”

Song Lingjian said with a smile: "I don't have to work hard, if you want to try to destroy the wooden needle with internal qi, I advise you not to be delusional, as soon as you exert yourself, the wooden needle will swim uncontrollably, and it will not be good to stab it when the time comes." Then I'll just sit here and wait for your blood to drain, so it won't be easier. ”

You Mu Arrow, does it mean that this arrow just walked back through Zhao Zhi's shoulder, and it had already left a devastating wooden needle at his wound? So now there are a lot of wooden needles swimming around in Zhao Yi's bones and blood?

I'm creepy, how much it hurts!

Zhao Yi must also be afraid of what Song Lingjian said, secretly carried his strength, felt the pain of the blood forever, and thought that as Song Lingjian said, the wooden needles were walking among the bones and blood, he was busy concentrating, looking at Song Lingjian and thinking for a moment, and suddenly smiled.

Why did he laugh? It can't be that the pain is extremely stupid, right?

I saw Zhao Yi slowly straighten up, the kind of getting up was terrifying, like the ghost of the figure that suddenly rose from the side of the bed in a nightmare, and a coolness penetrated to the bottom of my heart.

He put his hands behind his back, looked up at Song Lingjian slightly, and said, "I thought that the terrifying Youmu Arrow was amazing, but it turned out to be nothing more than that." ”

Strange things happened, Zhao Rui's bleak appearance really didn't last long, soon his face slowly began to be rosy, and the confidence of his speech was quiet and powerful, the strangest thing was that the bloody piece on his shoulder had actually dried, exuding an old stain on the gray clothes, and the blood seemed to stop flowing.

Song Lingjian frowned, and suddenly seemed to have figured out his abnormality, and said angrily: "I didn't expect that the dignified Tianluo Zhuang owner is not as good as even the three rotten thieves on the street!" ”