"Scabbard!"

With Chu Jiangkai's shout, the sword scabbard was raised high, and in the direction where the feather arrow was shot, a blue sword light was swung out, like a blue lightning, with the majestic momentum of the mountain rain coming.

And in that direction, the whistle of the feathered arrow that was thrown out by the little protector before had also drifted away, and no waves could be seen stirring up.

For Chu Jiangkai, who grew up in that black hole since he was a child, the smell of danger is always so prominent.

Coupled with the strife in Nachengdao City that he experienced when he was young, the faces of those characters are still very clearly engraved in his heart.

The origin of these three feather arrows has such a familiar taste.

This is familiar......

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