Chapter 881: Shooting

Chapter 881 Shooting
At the moment of the fall, a thousand archers ambushing on the roof stood up, and Qiqi opened the longbow, flashing the sharp arrowhead of the cold and dark mans, pointing to the ink of the Taiwanese.
The beautiful face of the stage was dyed with no blood, and the small white hand grasped the arm of the ink.
And the ink of the Taiwanese ink is the face of the blue, sharp eyes like a sharp arrow, shot to the Taiwanese: "Emperor brother, you must do so to kill?"
"This is what you are looking for, no wonder." Yantai slammed a word, sharp eyes stunned: they chose to escape late at night, clearly because he forced them to hate him, such two Man is no longer assisting his younger brother and sister, but against his enemies. If he let them go, he is not going to return to the mountains!
He already has two competitors, but he doesn't want to have a third one.
The eyes of the Taiwanese ink are heavy: "Emperor brother, we are brothers of a mother compatriot. Do you care about your family?"
Yantai scorned and laughed: "Nine emperors, should you say that you are stupid, or should you say that you are too naive? Does the royal family have family?" As a prince, it is the skill to climb the supreme position by any means! As long as there is a possibility to block other people, it must be removed mercilessly, even if that person is his younger brother, the younger sister can not be spared: "put the arrow!"
Oh...
Countless black feather arrows, densely packed with ink, and the stage was dyed.
The ink on the face of the ink was blue, clutching the arm of the scorpion, and holding her in her arms, reaching out and pulling out the sword at the waist, and greeted the black feathers.
'Dangdang...' A silver flash of light flashed, a black feather arrow was fallen, and the broken arrow was in the ink of the Taiwanese, and the pile of the two feet was piled up. Black light in the fire...
Countless feather arrows with the sound of whistling, were degraded before the singer’s eyes, and the singer’s face was pale and pale, but he did not hesitate, carefully leaning against the arms of the Taiwanese, Try not to trouble him.
The black feather arrows are shot in a dense manner, without stopping, and the ink is slightly inadvertent, and they will be shot or killed.
There was a haze in the ink of the scorpion, and the emperor was decided to set them to death. Then he was rude.
The ink on the tip of the ink was light, and the slender figure flicked through the shadows in the air. In the blink of an eye, the guards holding the torches had no time to react. The heart had been penetrated by a sword and raised. Blood beads...
The breeze blew, the hair band on the head of the ink on the back of the Taiwanese fell, and the long hair of the head spread out sharply, flying wildly behind him, reflecting his eyes, bloodthirsty, crazy... ...
When I heard Murong Xue coming from the movement, I saw this scene. In the bright fire, the handsome man’s eyes were cold and cold, and the whole body was filled with the ultimate killing! His moves are very simple, but they are incredibly fast. Every move is straightforward. The blood lines are splashed, the ground is stained, and the thick blood smell spreads rapidly in the air...
The killing intention of the monks gradually approached, and the face of the monk was pale, and he retreated backwards and hurriedly ordered: "Quickly... kill him... kill him..."
The guards flooded up like the tide, but they fell down like the tide. The delicate armor couldn't stop the long sword of the ink, and could not stop his fierce killing!
Yantai has always known that Taiwanese ink is very strong, but I did not expect that the ink will be so strong! Strong enough to make him fear, so strong that he must kill him, otherwise, Fujian and Taiwan won the victory, he will certainly be born to die!
"On the ah ... put the arrow ... shot him ... kill him ... 朕 heavy rewards!" 澹 Taiwan 忱 desperately retreat, hysterical yelling.
The prince of a country, even the murder of Murray ink, is so useless, it is useless!
Murong Xue grinned disdainfully, looked up at the guards, and saw that they still flocked to the ink and ink, waving a long sword, stabbed him from all directions, but was swept away by his fierce sword. Seven or eight bodies were plopped to the ground...
Suddenly, a guard whispered in a relatively hidden position, screaming at the ink, and slashing his sword against the platform in his arms.
"Small dye!" Yantai ink noticed the danger, and it was too late to want to save. Seeing that the long sword would be stabbed to the stage, Murong Xue’s toes were light, and the slim body instantly came to the front of the ink. The ankle went to the guard and flew him out...
If there is nothing like the fire lotus fragrance drifting in the wind, Yantai ink turned around and saw Murong Xue, the bottom of the flash flashed a touch of surprise: "Murong girl!" He did not expect that Murong Xue will come to save them...
Murong Xue smiled softly: "On the men's battlefield, you should not take the opportunity to attack a woman..."
Yantai’s face was blue and green, standing behind the heavy guards, looking coldly at Murong Xue:
Shi Zi, we are doing things inside, you still don’t interfere.

"You have no interest in managing things, but you have done too much." Murong Xue looked cold and cold: the younger brother of a mother compatriots assisted him with all his heart and soul. He didn't treat his brother well. It is also shameless to take the marriage of the younger brother to change the interests. The younger brother does not care more about him. He is ready to give up his identity and become a civilian. He still refuses to let them go. He has to kill his own biological brothers and sisters! It’s really bad!
(End of this chapter)