A few arrows can still break through the air, although the strength has been dissolved a lot, but it is still a sharp weapon for killing.

No matter how Ning Qingwei said it, she was also one of the twelve guards of the Mo family, and she could be regarded as a peerless person, it was absolutely impossible to sit still, she had to save herself, if she was killed and such a means of doing things, she was really unwilling.

Between the lightning and flint, back and forth for a moment, Ning Qingwei's body tilted slightly, and the two arrows almost flew past her body, fortunately, there was no danger.

Although she was not injured, her clothes were not so lucky, and the bright strips were drawn horizontally, and the flesh of the white flowers could be seen, and in an instant, the spring was shining.

True white.

This is the only thought in Wan Er's mind now, if Ning Qingwei knows, at this time, he is not thinking about how to save her, but has this kind of dirty thought, after leaving the war, I am afraid it will be the end of our Ten Thousand Great Commanders.

Ning Qingwei can't take care of so much now, it's important to save her life, everything is just the beginning, the real crisis is still to come, if you are not careful, you will really die, and you can't be careless at all.

It was impossible for the king knife to be idle, he pounced from the side, his hand rose and fell, and he used all his strength, without any reservations, and an arrow could be cut to the ground.

It was just cut down, not destroyed, there was only a gap in it, and it was not big.

This is shocking enough, the Great Qin State has also taken great pains for the sake of them, this arrow alone may be worth a fortune, not counting the bow and crossbow.

How can an arrow of this power be fired, how can the bow and crossbow be mortal, and its value can only be higher than it, it can be imagined.

Once Wang Dao's full strength is reached, there is a danger of opening mountains and cutting off waters, but he can't help a small arrow, even if he is himself, he feels unbelievable.

Now, Wang Daozhen was shocked, and the hand holding the knife was trembling slightly, although the knife was to cut off the arrow, but it also paid a lot of price.

If you look closely, where the hand and the handle of the knife want to connect, there is still a faint bloodshot.

This is just one of them, the second wave, and the other one, can only be Ning Qingwei's own place.

The sword in his hand is like a butterfly piercing flowers, constantly hitting the arrows, and every time, it will make a crisp and pleasant sound, as if it is deliberately played.

But the people who play it now, I'm afraid they are not in the mood to appreciate the music they play, or their fate matters.

Her sleeves had been torn apart by the strong wind from the arrows, and only strands hung on them, and this was the first time Wan Er had seen her so embarrassed.

In the past, whether it was in Quzhou or Xiuchun Tower, it was all glamorous and bewitching, which made people dizzy and dizzy.

When she is holy, like a fairy who has fallen into the world, she is even more dazzling, and it will make people ashamed of themselves, but they can only look at it from a distance, and they can't bear to have any blasphemous thoughts, which is disrespectful to her.

A smile captivates the city, and then a smile captivates the country, which is used to describe her, which is very suitable.

But now, looking at her so embarrassed, Wan Er was a little trance-like, couldn't believe it, and was even a little sad and angry.

It turned out that she was just a woman, the same physical mortal, not a goblin, not a fairy, she was a human.

One will be born, old, sick and die, hungry to eat, thirsty to drink, sad to see the flowers falling, and sad in autumn.

I don't know where the courage came from, Wan Er actually pounced, and there was no distraction in his heart, there was only one way to save her.

I don't know how many years this question has bothered everyone in the future, and they really can't believe that the Ten Thousand Great Commanders they know can do such a thing, which makes people puzzled.

In the end, they are all in their twilight years, and there are only three or two people who are alive, and they have all left their identities behind, as if they have returned to Quzhou, young and frivolous, aiming at the world, arrogant in their hearts, but innocent in their eyes.

At the wine table, today's events were mentioned again, and Wan Er always told the truth, in fact, he didn't want to, he just didn't know how he was confused by ghosts at that time, and every time he thought about it later, he was afraid of regret.

At this time, they were relieved, it turned out that they didn't misunderstand him at all, he had always been the commander of Quzhou.

Looking back, let's talk about it now, the crisis has not yet dissipated, and Ning Qingwei's life or death has not yet been decided.

With all her might, the arrow was finally neutralized and fell to the ground, motionless, as if it was not the big killing weapon just now.

This also exhausted all of Ning Qingwei's physical strength, panting, and her face was covered with sweat.

is different from Wang Dao's arrogance and domineering, the sword in her hand is treacherous, and she is the first choice.

It is because of this that although she is exhausted, she is not injured.

Don't rejoice too soon, it's not the end, the real crisis will follow.

Five arrows, only four arrows, the last arrow, is still on the way, waiting for the opportunity, one blow will kill.

Just when Ning Qingwei just wanted to take a breath, finally, it came.

After seeing it, Ning Qingwei was surprised for a short time, and then closed her eyes, smiled at the corner of her mouth, and the expression on her face relaxed.

Seeing this arrow, she already understood that with her own ability, it was impossible to take it again, so there was only one ending, death.

Wang Dao had been injured in the operation just now, and she really couldn't think of anyone else in the Quzhou army who could have the ability and ideas to save her.

Could it be that you can still count on that nerd? Although we haven't known each other for a long time, Ning Qingwei still has a certain understanding of our Ten Thousand Great Commanders.

With his character, when he encounters this kind of danger, he must be faster than anyone else, and it is impossible to save her.

If it were normal, there was nothing wrong with her thoughts, but now, she was really wrong.

It's rare to be so righteous and awe-inspiring, sacrificing oneself for others, abandoning one's own crisis and disregarding, and being thought of like this, if Wan Er knows, I don't know what he thinks, anyway, he will definitely not be too happy.

Looking at this last fatal arrow, Wang Dao took a deep breath, his eyes were full of determination, his feet slammed to the ground, rushed to Ning Qingwei, and hit the arrow with a knife.

Bite.

The knives and arrows collided, and the result can only be described as tragic.

Wang Dao was directly shocked out of a mouthful of blood, flew out, the black knife was broken into two sections, and the arm was also cracked, and the blood beads spread, unconscious, life and death were unknown.

The power of that arrow was naturally canceled out a lot, but the power was still amazing, enough to penetrate people.

At this moment, there is no hope at all, and it is impossible for anyone to stop her.

Ning Qingwei's heart was like ashes, there was no expectation, only waiting for death.

Peerless beauty, fragrant and jade, sigh and sigh.

Don't be busy despairing, our Ten Thousand Great Commanders haven't made a move yet, although his ability is not good, and his appearance is very average, but if you underestimate him because of this, it will be a big mistake.

In our Ten Thousand Rulers, anything can happen.

Just because, he's ......

The protagonist of this book, the protagonist aura, is still very powerful.