Xiao Yumiao's stunning little face flashed a shallow smile and looked fixedly at the tallest tower in the distance.

Arrows, arrows again, this time no longer a rain of arrows, just an arrow.

There is no ringing tail that breaks through the air, but it is faster, more desperate, and more ferocious than those rattling arrows with a whirring sound.

Xiao Yumiao, who couldn't move, raised his little face slightly, flashed his smart eyes, and looked at the deadly arrow that was silently speeding towards him with a faint smile.

It looks like the lover's stone on the top of the cliff in Xiangcheng, looking at his beloved lover from afar.

Xiao Wu was the first to discover the deadly arrow flying from outside the sky, he wanted to fly forward and block the arrow for his own prince, but he was helplessly entangled by three or four dark martial arts, and because of the shocking distraction just now, he was brutally cut off one of his left hands, which was cut off along with his arm.

"Lord Shizi, lie down, lie down." Xiao Wu hissed and roared, and his eyes were red for Xiao Yumiao's calm death.

"Lord Shizi, dodge, dodge ......"

“……”

Xiao Yumiao couldn't tell Xiao Wu that the four of them were locked by his divine sense, and he couldn't move, so he could only deepen the smile on his face.

Gladly, calmly, begging for death.

It's just that Xiao Yumiao believes that the person who shot this fatal arrow at himself must be in a place where he can't see at this time, staring at him.

Xiao Yumiao calmly and happily smiled in the face of the deadly arrow flying from the sky, and everyone who saw this scene had only one thought: Xiao Yumiao was bent on death.

Although Baili Qingyun has always disliked Xiao Yumiao, now that he sees him standing stupidly and waiting for death, his heart is even more disgusted.

But if you don't like it, you don't like it, and you can only silently increase it in your heart.

Baili Qingyun knew very well that he couldn't watch Xiao Yumiao being killed in front of him.

It's just that the martial arts cultivation of the black-clothed man in the mask who is entangled with hundreds of miles of green clouds is on par with him, and if he wants to be distracted and begging for others, he must hurt himself.

That's it, that's it, if he doesn't fight to save his life, he won't want to live in peace in this life.

When he thought like this, Baili Qingyun rolled on the ground, picked up a shield, and threw ten percent of the martial arts true yuan on the shield towards the deadly arrow that flew away from the sky and was shooting at Xiao Yumiao.

The crisp sound of "pop" was the sound of a whip hitting the body and then breaking bones.

Almost at the same moment that Baili Qingyun threw his shield, Baili Qingyun's shoulder blade was struck by the whip of the black-clothed woman wearing the Suzaku mask.

Broken bones and bones.

Baili Qingyun staggered and almost fell to the ground.

The pain on his body and the embarrassment of almost falling down could not resist the shock of the scene that Baili Qingyun was witnessing at this moment.

When the shield that carried the ten percent true yuan of the hundred miles of Qingyun met the arrow flying from outside the sky, the arrow did not stop for half a minute, as if the shield in front of it was just a piece of tender water tofu, and it was easily pierced.

From the moment the arrow appeared, everything changed too quickly.

If it is said that Xiao Wu and the others were seriously injured and anxious, Xiao Yumiao smiled on his face and felt pain in his heart. Then Xiao Yumiao's quick reaction surprised Xiao Yumiao, although the shield he threw to block the flying arrow was killed in seconds, but he still wanted to protect his own safety......

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