Alas!"

At the same time, Fenghua heard a sigh of regret from below, as well as a series of Xirong words, as if he regretted not shooting.

That's why she covered her mouth.

The mountains are vast and silent, and the vertical distance is not far, and if the enemy hears his moaning and knows that he is injured, he is afraid that he will not be able to hide.

There are such good players among the chasing Xijon people, who underestimate the enemy.

Only when the footsteps were far away did she look down.

The arrow hit her left waist, and because of the distance and strength, the arrow almost completely sank into her waist, and the blood was blocked, and it had not yet come out.

Fortunately, this section of the climb widened the distance from the enemy.

Fenghua covered the place where the arrow was hit, and continued to walk north through the pain. After confirming that the Xijon soldiers could not find her direction, she found a place to sit down and treat her wounds.

A-Niang said that even Ganshan is full of herbs, which have the effect of stopping bleeding and dispelling poison. Indeed, at a glance, there is no shortage of green, purple, and red grass plants, but unfortunately she only recognizes the name of the medicine, and does not recognize what the hemostatic grass looks like.

After trying to identify it for a while, Fenghua still couldn't tell which herb was the herb to stop bleeding, and his heart was horizontal: I don't have time, no matter what!

She plucked some of the various herbs, kneaded them together and crushed them with small stones; Then he tore off the clothes around his waist and applied the herbs to him; Then gritted his teeth and quickly pulled out the arrow feathers.

"Shhh...... Hmmm......" With an uncontrollable moan of pain, Fenghua trembled, and the sweat on his forehead and the blood on his waist flowed out finely and densely.

She quickly grabbed another handful of herbs and applied them to the wound, and then tied them tightly around her waist with the clothes she had torn off.

The herbs seemed to really work, and after half a moment, the blood stopped flowing. Then she buried the arrows again, dealt with the scene briefly, so as not to be seen by the Sijon, and then slowly headed north.

The northern slope of Liangan Mountain is connected with an attached mountain, and the destination of Fenghua is that attached mountain.

She had expected it would take Sijon two quarters of an hour to figure out her direction, but the sound of the rustling was getting closer and closer, and she was shocked: it had only been a quarter of an hour.

When the Xijon soldiers approached, she held her breath and hidden, and vaguely saw that they had found the right place to draw their arrows.

Fenghua's heart rose to her throat, and although she dealt with the scene, the smell of blood could not be dissipated for a short time.

Fortunately, after some muttering, they didn't notice anything unusual and walked away again.

She breathed a sigh of relief, hooked up, and continued cautiously on her way.

After another moment, we finally arrived at the junction of the two mountains.

The terrain of the attached mountain is lower than that of the Liangan Mountain, and if you want to enter the attached mountain, you must first walk through a section of downhill road where the trees and grass are not flourishing and there is almost no shelter. In this way, they will be completely exposed to the eyes of the enemy.

Fenghua visually measured this downhill road, even if it is a light skill, it will take about a stick of incense, not to mention that there is still an injury in the body, or lie dormant first!

The early morning wind gently blew through the mountains, with the slightest chill, blowing the hairs of Fenghua's hair to stand up.

But what made her even more chilling was that a moment later, the Xirong soldiers returned.

About the same place where she was tending to her wounds, it was the commander who had shot her with an arrow scolding the soldiers, who responded resignedly. Then the commander gave an instruction she did not understand, and the soldiers turned to the north.

It seems that it was still guessed by the enemy.

Which master did Sijon send? You can even smell the smell!

If you run, you will be exposed, and if you don't run, you will be searched, and you will die!

Feng Hua had countless thoughts in his mind, and finally rushed to the attached mountain.

This time, she lost the bet, that is, she lost to this master.

It was she who underestimated the enemy, but she didn't expect that there were people in Xijon who knew the terrain better than her, and also had superb archery and tracking skills.

Finally, let's see if your arrows can keep up with my speed!

"Fall!"

Just as Fenghua rushed out of Liangan Mountain, the Xirong soldiers spotted her, they shouted loudly, and a group of people swarmed up.

What are these people to fear, they can't catch up with a hundred thousand, she is worried about the archer.

Driven by curiosity, she still turned her head to look.

Sure enough, a tall man in a mink hat and a fine costume was condescendingly holding his bow at her.

Seeing her turn around, the man seemed to be stunned for a moment, but then came back to his senses and shot the first arrow without hesitation.

Fenghua sneered, heh, I've seen it, can't I hide?

I saw her turn around and continue to run forward, but slightly to the left.

Arrows, passing by.

A second arrow followed, and she made a judgment by the sound of the arrow breaking through the air, and dodged one again.

The same is true for the third and fourth arrows, and we are halfway there.

However, her pace slowed down, because the light skill involved a waist injury, and the pain in her heart made her have to slow down.

But the archers did not give her a chance to rest, and immediately the arrows came again.

Her ears tightened, she frowned, her heart was not good, this time it was still two!

Fenghua had no choice but to let go of the hand covering his waist, jumped over, and did a front flip, which could be dodged.

But the movement was so amplitude that the bandage around her waist fell off, the wound was pulled open, and she felt the blood gushing out again.

Time didn't allow her to think too much, she could only cover the wound with one hand, and didn't dare to stop half a step under her feet!

It didn't take long for the fierce twin arrows to break through the air again.

Fenghua's face changed, and she knew that she didn't have the strength to avoid both.

The lesser of the two harms each other.

So, she dodged the arrow that hit her vest, but her leg was grazed by another arrow.

Fenghua fell to the ground, rolling and dodging the next few arrows.

She looked up at the condescending archer, thinking that it would not be a loss to die under such a master.

Unexpectedly, the man put down his bow and arrows, and a pair of eagle eyes stared at the elegance on the ground like staring at the prey.

What does it mean to be captured alive?

Since you don't shoot, keep running.

Fenghua stood up and ran north, one foot deep and one shallow, completely ignoring the Xirong soldiers who were getting closer and closer behind him.

But she didn't go far before the arrow caught up with her again.

As if playing with prey, the archers did not take her life, but let the arrow graze her leg and watched her fall to the ground.

Fenghua got up and ran again, and the archers concocted the same way, and so on.

It's a desperate feeling to be someone else's prey!

After seven or eight back and forth, Fenghua, who was lying on the ground, took a deep look at the attached mountain in front of him and closed his eyes.

Soldiers can be killed, but not humiliated! Dying so close to my father and mother is also a good place.

She had already made up her mind, and when the next arrow came again, she took the initiative to send her left breast and die generously.

So she stood up again, facing the archer, her face full of determination.

But the archer seemed to see her thoughts, and the arrow in his hand was on the string and did not fire.

I don't care about you! What bad taste? Fenghua scolded in his heart, turned around and ran.

You have to run, do you? Then I'll run, and I'll die on my back!.

I don't believe who can stop a man from dying!

Sure enough, Fenghua ran forward for a short while, and the arrow broke through the air from behind his head!

Fenghua suddenly stopped, turned around to adjust his position, opened his hands, and waited for the arrow to pierce his heart, waiting for death to come.

Daddy, Auntie, I'm coming for you!

Grandmother, brother, I'm sorry!

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