Xiao Juan's body was light, and she had chased to the door when she got up and jumped, and suddenly a shout came: "Release!"

Xiao Juan's figure was stiffly contained, backwards, side flashes, the sound of sharp arrows breaking through the air fluttered and fluttered, and the sound of a few sharp arrows that did not shoot into the back hall nailed into the door frame was even more terrifying.

Xiao Juan had retreated along the wall, and suddenly flew into the corridor in a leaping figure.

Outside the wide open wooden door, Du Sheng's order sounded again, and sharp arrows flew in, and Xiao Juan was already in the corridor, rushing into the hall.

The officers and soldiers who were anxious to protect the lord had dragged Zhao Qianwang's shoulder armor to the door of the inn, and the screams were still loud!

Liang Qiyun's fate was even worse, a majestic officer and soldier was in a place where sawdust was scattered and several officers and soldiers were catching and rolling and howling, risking the risk of being hacked to death by Jiang Er and the ghost slave at any time, and dragged the unconscious Liang Qiyun out frantically with his feet.

Mr. Bookkeeper was already screaming loudly, and in a moment, a few courages were better than reason, and they forcibly blocked Mr. Bookkeeper from rushing towards Zhao Qianwang's officers and soldiers, and the arrest was already splashed with blood and rain, and the corpses were on the spot.

Three sharp arrows roared, the waist knife in the hand of the bookkeeper danced, the flying arrows fell back, and the two screams resounded again!

Wang Yu was also screaming, and the long knife flew into the air with his arm, and the blood turned into rain.

Li Kong retreated in shock, waved his sleeves, and a short sword suddenly flew towards the ghost slave who was chasing him, the sword came out, the person retreated, and the long knife in his hand also instantly flew towards Jiang Er, who shook Zhong Huaiping back with the knife.

Wang Yu, who was holding the broken arm and retreating and howling, was pulled from his waist, and the whole person leaned back.

Zhong Huaiping saw a flying knife to delay Jiang Er's offensive, and he was still struggling with escaping or taking advantage of the situation to chase Jiang Er, and Li Kong, who suddenly dragged Wang Yu away, shouted: "Hurry up!"

Zhong Huaiping's mind instantly sobered up, the long knife in his hand also flew towards Jiang'er, turned around and rushed away, the friendship of brothers on the battlefield still existed, two steps sprinted to catch up with Wang Yu who was retreating backwards, and pulled Wang Yu to escape with Li Kong, and rushed a few people with bows and arrows in their mouths who were shocked by their desperate posture and shouted: "Hurry up and release the arrows!"

The catchers were like being drunk, and they raised their bows and shot sharp arrows at the pursuing Jiang'er and ghost slaves, and the three of them had escaped from the trappers with their lives, met with the officers and soldiers who dragged Liang Qiyun, and fled out of the door.

Jiang Er and the ghost slave had to stop their bodies and dance their knives to block the arrows, and the change in form for a moment had been reversed, eight or nine cold arrow catchers and officers and soldiers had all retreated to the door, and seven or eight archers were also crowded in outside the door, and one by one, one by one, the sharp arrows had been whistling and flying towards Jiang Er and the ghost slave on the left, and the bookkeeper on the right also retreated to dance the knife to block the arrows.

Bigfoot's roar had sounded again, and another table had been destroyed, shattered by his big hand, and had become wooden stalls and sticks, and in Bigfoot's hands it had instantly become a murderous weapon, and it flew towards the archers in front of the door.

Xiao Juan had rushed to the fat boy who was stunned by the scene that happened in this moment, and was still standing under the threat of the flying arrows, Nuoda's body was knocked down, and the two of them both rolled to the ground, and the piercing arrows of the howling wind swept like meteors above.

Xiao Juan's figure had bounced up, and a rush was already a few meters away, and a fast corpse on the ground was kicked up and smashed into the archers in front of the door.

Mr. Bookkeeper's figure had jumped up, and Xiao Juan saw that Mr. Bookkeeper was one step ahead of her and rushed to the door with the corpse blocking the rain of arrows, and her figure that was about to rush out stopped suddenly, and another corpse was kicked and smashed in front of the door.

The bookkeeper had already entered the flock, and with the swing of his sword, the archers' longbows and broken arrows were thrown into the air one after another.

The tragic howl was frightening and bold, the archers' formation was chaotic, and then the screams inspired the belief in escape, the shouts of courage resounded, but the not narrow gate could not squeeze out their panicked bodies for a while, Jiang'er and the ghost slave's knives were no longer merciful, and the archers crowded at the door howled miserably.

The view in front of the door finally cleared, and a shout came to mind when Mr. Bookkeeper stepped out of the courtyard with the archer's still twitching corpse: "Release!"

Du Sheng's voice echoed in the air! A rain of arrows and black pressure shrouded the door.

Mr. Bookkeeper's figure jumped backwards, flashed sideways, and was already hidden on the side of the door inside, and the shouting at the same time also made Jiang Er and the ghost slave who wanted to rush out pause, listening to the sound of the rain of arrows whistling, they also flashed to the right side of the door.

Xiao Juan pulled the fat boy who had just gotten up, and had rushed to a round table on the side of the counter that had not been poisoned by Bigfoot Li.

A rain of arrows ended, and the sound of the bowstring pulling the wood became coherent, forming a muffled sound like the throat of the Hell Demon Clan before eating, which made people's hearts twitch, Jiang Er's face was solemn at this time, he had never experienced such a formation, and the pain of excessive muscle tension and consumption of real strength in his whole body made him a little difficult to adapt.

The ghost slave's face also seemed to be infected, not much better than Jiang'er, Mr. Bookkeeper looked at the two people on the opposite side of the door, his silence and calmness had faded, and suddenly, Mr. Bookkeeper had gotten up, and the corpse that was blocking the door and closing the door had flown out, and an order sounded: "Release!"

A simple word brought up a roaring wind that broke through the air! The black curtain of arrows fell in front of the door again.

Mr. Bookkeeper did not retreat in a hurry, and when the right foot of the corpse fell to the ground, he stepped on the ground, and when the strength surged, Mr. Bookkeeper's figure had flipped sideways into the air, and the rain of arrows fell to the ground, wooden walls, and columns in the house, and Mr. Bookkeeper had landed on the side of the door, and the hem of his dancing shirt allowed a sharp arrow to greedily take away a piece.

The rain of arrows sank into the wood, the tremor of the tail scales was still making a sound, and the sound of pulling strings and drawing bows outside was once again connected to the low roar of the demon hunting!

The bookkeeper shouted in a low voice: "Jiang'er!"

Although Jiang Er's eyes looked at Mr. Bookkeeper, he didn't hear Mr. Bookkeeper's shouts, and his nervousness was already hypnotizing himself.

Mr. Bookkeeper shouted for the second time, and Jiang Er woke up like a dream, stunned and stared at this side.

Mr. Bookkeeper raised his hand to signal, Jiang Er nodded violently, the two doors closed outward at the same time, Mr. Bookkeeper had leaned over like a spirit ape and rushed a few meters away, suddenly curled up, the bodies of the two officials were already lying together, and the rain of arrows penetrated the door like a demon unscrupulously, and the power of countless arrows had gathered into one, and suddenly rushed open the closed door.

There were two muffled sounds, and the corpses of the two officials were infused with more powerful force, and the door that was rushed open by the rain of arrows was smashed and closed with a loud bang.

Two more corpses flew towards the gate, Jiang Er and the ghost slave also understood Mr. Bookkeeper's intention, got up and rushed to the field of the battle just now, and for a while, more than a dozen corpses smashed in front of the door one after another, piled up.

The rain of arrows roared again, the door panel had been torn apart by a huge force, and the bookkeeper had already shouted: "Xiaojuan, bring it to the counter!"

Mr. Bookkeeper's shouts were still echoing, and the people flew in front of the door, and several corpses that had just been piled up and fallen by the huge force of the rain of arrows were piled up again by Mr. Bookkeeper.

The bookkeeper crouched down and looked back at the counter. Xiao Juan was stunned, and then she suddenly woke up, pushed the fat boy to the back, and with a coquettish roar, the huge counter looked fragile in front of the petite body, and it shook up.

Xiao Juan gathered her strength again, and just pushed her palms on the corner of the counter.

An exclamation sounded, Xiao Juan's body was flashed forward, and the huge counter made a piercing and sultry noise, and she slid towards the door as if she was alive.

Xiaojuan stabilized her body, the fat boy was no longer behind her, followed behind the counter, gave life to the counter with both hands, and came to the door together.

Jiang Er and the ghost slave also jumped behind the counter, and the huge counter, which could withstand the strength of three people, suddenly left the ground, flew flat, and smashed in front of the door.

The bookkeeper had already landed behind the counter, and pressed the counter against the corpse with all his might, before he shouted, "Go!"

Jiang Er and the others followed Mr. Bookkeeper and jumped over to the entrance of the corridor in the back hall, Xiaojuan and Bigfoot Li also got together, and the six of them rushed into the corridor in turn.

The small door of the back hall was crackling under the protection of the flames, and the green smoke spread wantonly.

Mr. Bookkeeper has kicked out his room, Jiang Er and the others naturally understand Mr. Bookkeeper's intentions, at least at this time, the intention is clear - the innkeepers are not good men in the green forest, they must not swagger through the market, every day they carry swords to greet guests, and Mr. Bookkeeper's room is naturally a place where weapons are hidden.

In a matter of moments, everyone's weapons were in hand, and as the bookkeeper rushed out of the room, the fire at the back door had spread to the wooden wall, and the smoke became thicker.

Maybe it was because of the nervousness, when Jiang Er and the others came, they were just driven by the dangerous atmosphere to fight and escape, a beloved weapon can give them absolute faith, at this time the weapon is in hand, and there is a bigger flame on the door and wall, they are completely attracted, and the panic color is immediately doubled.

Jiang Er and the others stopped unconsciously, and Xiao Juan was already muttering to herself: "They are going to set fire to kill us!"

Bigfoot Li is a little older, this middle-aged man in his forties is a little pessimistic about Hongchen, and his face does not have the panic of Jiang Er and the others caused by fear of erosion, listening to Xiaojuan's involuntary words, he laughed self-deprecatingly, and continued: "Hmph, do you think that killing people and setting fires mean robbers? They have always done this."