"Who are you......" The little lord took a few steps back, leaning against the trunk of the tree.

Not far in front of her, more than a dozen masked men in black surrounded her, holding short crossbows in their hands and facing her, and the arrows flashed with a faint cold light.

At this time, the little county lord had a messy bun, a long skirt torn a few big holes, stained with dead leaves and soil, and was embarrassed.

On the other side, the sturdy war horse lay in a pool of blood, full of crossbow arrows, and had long since stopped moving.

"Uh-huh~Wang!" At the feet of the little county lord, a black hairless hound lay on the ground.

Although it had a crossbow bolt stuck in its back, and blood was gushing, it still bared its teeth fiercely and barked at the people in black, guarding its master.

If it weren't for this hound, who was wholeheartedly protecting the lord just now, he jumped up and blocked an arrow for the little county lord at a moment of crisis, and now she would have fallen to the ground.

Her feet were now limp, her face was frightened, and she could barely stand on her feet.

"Poof!" Suddenly, a crossbow bolt plunged into the hound's skull.

Suddenly, the hound whined, collapsed to the ground, struggled a few times, and then was silent.

"Wangcai!" exclaimed the little county lord.

She raised her head suddenly, stared at the group of black-clothed people in front of her, and shouted, "Who are you?"

"The one who wants your life...... "The man in black who led the way raised his hand and pressed forward slightly.

"Whew!"

In an instant, the sound of breaking the air sounded, and the crossbow arrow turned into a flash of lightning and shot towards the little county lord.

It's all that guy's fault...... Yan Wanrou subconsciously closed her eyes tightly, and a smiling face flashed in her mind.

At this moment, the little county lord suddenly felt his body rise into the air, and a warm breath instantly enveloped him.

"Huh!?" she opened her eyes slightly, and a handsome side face came into view.

That's right!

He vaguely heard the voice of the little county lord before, and a bad premonition appeared in his heart, so he rushed to this side.

When he arrived, he saw the thrilling scene.

He was only able to stimulate the spiritual power in his body to the maximum limit, but fortunately, he saved the little county lord.

Thanks to the fact that he is a cultivator, otherwise the little county lord would probably die here today.

"Whew!"

A terrible sound of breaking the air roared behind him.

You still want to hurt me with these ordinary crossbow arrows?

Huang Wudao didn't care, and quickly mobilized his spiritual power to gather on his back, preparing to hard-catch these crossbow arrows.

"Poof!" the faint sound of a sharp object entering the flesh sounded.

Huang Wudao snorted, his expression was immediately stunned, and then his body shook, and he almost fell to the ground.

He quickly stabilized his mind, and after taking another arrow, he managed to avoid the remaining crossbow arrows.

I saw him holding the little county lord horizontally, running wildly in the forest, bringing up the whistling wind, and drawing out afterimages.

In an instant, the figure disappeared into the depths of the dense forest.

Half an hour later.

In the depths of Minshan, the desolate path should have thrown the group of black-clothed people away, so it gradually slowed down and stopped.

He still has two extraordinary crossbow bolts stuck in his back!

Huang Wudao found a flat terrain and gently placed the little county lord in his arms on the ground and stood up.

"Hiss~" As soon as his feet landed, the little county lord suddenly took a breath of cold air, his brows instantly furrowed, and he exclaimed in pain, "It hurts!"

"What's wrong?" Akira helped her to sit down.

"Hmm!" the little county lord nodded aggrievedly.

When she encountered the Man in Black earlier, her horse was shot with a crossbow arrow, and she fell off her horse and broke her foot.

"I'll take a look at ......" Aramada leaned down, ready to lift her skirt and take off her shoes.

"No, don't!" the little county lord's pretty face instantly turned red, and he stretched out his hand to refuse.

"Ahh

She exclaimed, her movements paused, and she stared at the back of the absurd Dao in a daze.

I saw two crossbow arrows with a dark luster stuck in the back of the barren road, which entered the flesh for seven minutes, and only the tail of the arrow remained outside.

Crimson blood had stained the robes, soaking through them.

Although this crossbow arrow doesn't seem to be special, since it can penetrate the desolate body's protective spiritual power and insert it into the body, how can it be mortal?

Moreover, there seemed to be a strange energy on the crossbow arrow, which could actually wreak havoc in the cultivator's body, devouring spiritual power and destroying the meridians.

If it weren't for the absurdity of the way to suppress it with a strong divine sense, it would really be dangerous.

"It's okay!" "Huang Wudao looked like he was nothing, and he didn't care about it.

As he spoke, he took off the little princess's shoes and examined her feet.

"My ankle is swollen! I'll rub it for you first, and it should be swelling in a few days......"

Out of fear of the strange energy in his body, Huang Wudao didn't dare to easily mobilize his spiritual power to reduce the swelling of the little lord's feet at the moment, so he could only use massage techniques to relieve her pain first.

"Woo~" Seeing Huang Wudao gently rubbing his ankles for himself, the little county lord didn't know what he thought, tears gradually welled up in his eyes, he covered his mouth tightly, and whimpered.

Huang Wudao raised his head and said strangely, "What's wrong?

Hearing this, the little county lord shook his head vigorously, but he couldn't say a word.

......

"It hurts, doesn't it?"

By the clear stream, the little county lord soaked it in the water with a brocade handkerchief, and gently wiped the wound on Huang Hongtian's back.

On the ground next to it, two pulled bolts were dropped.

"I don't feel anything, it's like tickling......" Aramadi said casually with his top bare body, sitting cross-legged.

"You, you're just hard-mouthed!" the little county lord whispered softly, and continued to wipe gently.

"Monks never speak!" said Huang Wudao, shrugging his shoulders, "By the way, why are you running around alone, not with the people from the county king's mansion?"

The little county lord pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "It's not because of you! If it weren't for the fact that people came to you......

As he spoke, he subconsciously reached out and patted the back of the absurdity.

"Hiss~" Aramadi took a breath of cold air.

"Ahh......h

"Haha! Just kidding!" Huang Wudao turned his head and laughed evilly, "I really didn't expect that His Royal Highness the county lord cares so much about the villain, and he hasn't seen him for a day, like every three autumns, and he is in a hurry to look for it!"

"You!" the little county lord'......s pretty face suddenly turned red, he took a sip of him, turned his head shyly, and ignored him.

"Haha......"

After a simple bandage, Huang Wudao put on a green shirt, picked up the crossbow arrow on the ground, and checked it.

This crossbow bolt should not be a magic weapon used by monks, otherwise those who are just mortals in black will not be able to use it.

If you want to say it, it's more like a mortal weapon tempered by a special method, which is used by ordinary people to deal with monks.

Huang Wudao felt that this group of people was definitely not coming for him, otherwise there would be no need to go to such great lengths.

So what is their purpose?