Chapter 117: Impatient

The masked old man stood at the front of the group, his entire body hidden in a wide black robe, and his whole body exuded a fierce wolf-like aura, which made people dare not approach.

The team behind him is ready to attack, like a hungry tiger, and if he catches the slightest loophole, he will tear the enemy hard.

"Do you see that morgue?" said the masked man slowly, "Inside is the murderer of the prince!"

The old man in the mask said, "Later, if any of you can bring the murderer's head to me, then the reward will be 10,000 taels! 100 acres of fiefdom! As for now, let this murderer become a dead man first!"

The masked old man finished speaking, and the archer behind him raised his bow and arrows high. As long as the masked old man gives an order, the bows and arrows in their hands will shoot without hesitation.

The masked old man slowly raised his right hand, and the audience was silent, as long as he waved his hand, the bow and arrow would be shot.

Seeing the masked man's actions, the archer haughtily drew the bow into a full moon until the bowstring could no longer bear it.

They were ready, and in the next second, arrows as fast as the wind would shoot, sharp arrows piercing the enemy's body.

Then they will rush up and cut off the murderer's head and return to the old man in the mask, and then they will be promoted and rich, and they will get countless gold and silver!

They became very excited, and some even suffered from intense tension, resulting in shortness of breath and red eyes.

The old man in the mask had eyes like an eagle, stared at the morgue viciously, and said, "Ready-"

The archers' hearts were pounding, and this was the second time they had been nervous about archery, the first time when they had just learned to kill.

"Wait!"

At this moment, a voice came from a distance, this voice was very high-pitched, it should be a woman.

The old man in the mask was surprised, his raised right hand froze, and he immediately looked back.

I saw a girl in a white dress walking slowly, and she was walking towards the old man in the mask step by step.

This woman in white was born very delicate, her appearance was as beautiful as a fairy, she looked very lively and very lovable.

When the old man in the mask saw the face of the woman in white, he was slightly stunned, his body trembled slightly, and he didn't know if he was angry.

Chen Wenman tried to bring her eyes close to the gap in the window, she wanted to see who the owner of the voice was, and she didn't even pay attention to the old man in the mask.

After Chen Wenman tried to see the woman's face, his face changed greatly.

"Xiaoxi, it's dangerous here, don't come here!"

Chen Wenman shouted, looking excited.

The old man in the mask was slightly moved when he heard Chen Wenman's shout.

The woman in white naturally heard Chen Wenman's shout, but she did not stop, but became more determined to come over.

"Sister, don't worry, there's no problem!" Gu Ruoxi smiled slightly, like a lotus blooming, innocent and holy.

The officers and soldiers present looked at her intently, and gradually, their hearts beat faster, their faces turned red, and they had forgotten about the enemy and stopped paying attention to him.

Chen Wenman's little heart was also beating violently, as if a heart was hanging in his throat.

She clenched the sword in her hand, and soon, her breathing began to rapid.

She didn't know what to do, if she went out, she was likely to be targeted by officers and soldiers.

She was not sure to dodge the rain of arrows, nor was she sure to cross thousands of armies and save Gu Ruoxi.

She could only stomp her feet in a hurry, resenting why she wanted to find out about this, she shouldn't have come, but she came anyway.

Not only did she come, but she also came...