The old man at the foot of the slope arched his hand slightly and shouted: "Please!"

I saw Chen Bing holding a silk bow and standing on top of the battlement, the width of the battlement was only slightly wider than the sole of a foot. The pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info is smaller than the circle drawn by the old man of Dongyi.

The old man smiled approvingly.

I saw that if there was a tacit understanding between the two sides, they held their bows at the same time, drew arrows, wound them, and shot them.

Two feathered arrows hit each other in the air. I saw that the two sides had their own magical powers, one after another feathered arrows came and went, but all of them hit each other in the air and fell.

The gap between the levels of the two sides is not large, but the gap in physical strength between the two sides is too large. Gradually, the place where the two arrows hit each other became farther and farther away from Chen Bing, but it was getting closer and closer to the old man at the foot of the slope.

At this moment, whether it was Xu Ao watching the battle on the city wall or the Dongyi archers on the ground, everyone held their breath and waited for the final result.

Finally, at the time of the ninth arrow, the old man with the slope foot had just drawn half of his arrow when an arrow pierced his neck. Only the last tail feather of the arrow passed through the neck was still trembling.

The old man guckled twice, and blood bubbled out of his mouth and neck, like a child pouring dye into a spring.

This first battle was won, and according to the agreement, Xijon would definitely retreat.

It's just that this master fighting arrows won't stop there, so Dongyi sent a second person.

The man was about eight feet tall and had a black blindfold covering his left eye. This person is a well-known archer in Dongyi, and it is rumored that his mother was born not long ago and was at home to wash rice and cook, and a wandering warlock passed by here, and praised his bones for surprise, which is a good material for practicing archery. His mother forced him to practice archery since he was a child.

This person has been advancing by leaps and bounds for ten years, until he stepped into the bottleneck at the age of fourteen, and he not only has few opponents in the porcupine department, but also has a small reputation in the entire Dongyi.

After the age of fourteen, he stepped into a bottleneck and had nothing to do for nearly ten years. This person digs himself into one eye, and is known as: "It is enough to practice archery with one eye", and since then he has broken through the second grade of the human realm and steadily stepped into the ranks of the first grade.

I saw that this person was waiting to open his mouth as soon as he gave his hand. The arrow in Chen Bing's hand had already passed through the distance of nearly a thousand steps, and the one-eyed dragon was shot by an arrow and flew out.

The patriarch of the porcupine tribe couldn't help but be angry in his heart: "They all like to pretend to be some high-ranking people, and what to say"

Chen Bing's second battle also won.

Just when Chen Bing was about to win the third game in one go, the porcupine clan leader suddenly shouted and paused. The two sides had to fight slowly.

I saw that the little leaders of the porcupine department gathered together, head to head, waist to waist

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Shouchun City last night

The sacrificial ceremony during the day has feasted the eyes of many outsiders and made many locals lose face.

The day's excitement has dissipated, and the streets and alleys have gradually returned to calm.

Only the watchman walked around the city with a pot of wine and a lantern.

Most of them are lonely and can't sleep at night, so it's better to be a watchman, and they can also make a living and subsidize their families.

That is, this night, walking alone in the streets and alleys, I can't help but feel a little trembling.

Although the years of working as a shifter have gradually made them adapt to this job.

However, there are always times when people are afraid. If you walk too much at night, you will inevitably bump into ghosts.

This Shouchun City, covering an area of nearly 1,000 acres, is one of the largest cities in Chu. Therefore, in such a big city, the equipping is naturally much different from other places. Often walk nearly a thousand steps, you can meet another husband, at this time, two people, hiding under the eaves of a certain house, secretly two sips of liquor together. Pull some of Zhang's parents, Li Jia's short words, and then go their own way, and go to the watch.

The quiet moonlight shone on Shouchun City, which had been raining heavily for several days, illuminating the entire city. Occasionally, a few sleepless birds, trembling and shaking their feathers, came from nowhere, and then a few barks, which then turned into miserable whimpering.

A slightly chubby and slightly bowed husband carried a lantern and a gong, walked with a step, and paced three times and hummed the little songs he had heard during the day, turning from the street to the alley. As soon as I stepped into the alley, I felt as if I had passed through a membrane, and the alley was not cold compared to the street. It's a bite-piercing thing.

The fat man who played the shift made a swing, and also put away his lazy appearance, looked left and right vigilantly, and made sure that the big black dog who had done evil in the past did not come out, so he cleared his throat: "Uh-huh, the moon is dark and the wind is high, be careful of the fire candle!"

But this slogan has been shouted for so many years, and I have long been used to it, the moon is dark and the wind is high.

Hey, the old storyteller in the day said that on the night of the murder in the dark moon, when the wind is high and the fire is set on fire, if you let the fat man meet one or two gutless bandits, your fat man will have to do chivalrous righteousness, hey, eat your fat man's sword, wow, a, a!!

The fat man suddenly swung the hammer in his hand, and there was a crisp sound, and the air in front of him was like a frozen lake, falling one piece after another of ice chips.

The real scene inside the alley is revealed. In the originally empty deep alley, the ground was full of corpses, and the big black dog that the fat husband was most afraid of in the past had already been lying on the ground, and they were all frozen and stiff.

The blood that had long been frozen was dark red, almost smearing the alley, and the blood flowing from the corpses on the ground formed a thick layer of ice on the ground、、、 killing, killing, killing、、、 killing、、、

The fat husband sat on the ground with his buttocks, and wanted to shout, but he felt that his throat couldn't shout, as if his throat was pinched up, and he tried hard to scream, but he could only make a gurgling sound like the rooster was choking.

The fat husband became more and more anxious, and the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't scream.

The lantern in his hand had already fallen to the ground, and the small oil pot in the lantern splashed on the paper lantern, and the whole lantern suddenly ignited a raging fire, and the bamboo frame was crackled by burning.

Taking advantage of this momentary warmth, the fat man jumped up suddenly, and fled to the outside of the alley with an agile hand that was not like a fat man: "Kill, kill!"

When the fat man escaped from Ping'an Alley, he looked back, and saw that where the fire of the lantern was not shining clearly, there seemed to be a woman standing, staggering out of the alley.

There are still living people! The fat man was shocked, and after a struggle left and right, he still gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and rushed into the alley again. Alas, if the fat man is in the mouth of the storyteller, he can be regarded as giving up his fat flesh in exchange for the safe return of the neighbors!

When the fat husband grabbed the woman's hand and fled out, his heart suddenly trembled, and he faintly felt that something was wrong.

But he didn't care much, so he had to flee to the street before the lantern went out.

When the fat man rushed to the wreckage of the lantern, the bamboo frame happened to explode, and a large handful of sparks flew all over the sky.

The woman behind her refused to go any further.

The fat husband was in a hurry, and he was ready to scold when he turned around.

The moment he turned his head, the "woman" behind him suddenly emerged from behind the head with eight more heads and a pillar of flesh dripping with blood. Nine heads surrounded the fat man. As soon as the fat husband's eyes were dark, he fainted.

The pillar of flesh in the middle of the nine heads lightly touched the fat man's chest, and a few drops of blood were impressive.