Zhou Jingxian let out a scream.
Immediately, Ning Feng and others, who were in a fighting state, looked sideways.
"I'm fine."
Ning Wuyang hurriedly greeted everyone.
"You hit your own."
Turning around, he faced Zhou Jingxian, who wanted to check the injury on his arm, and hurriedly put the bows and arrows in his right hand into her hands.
"Princess Xian, no matter who the opponent is, the arrow he just shot shows that he has gone crazy."
As soon as these words came out.
Zhou Jingxian froze on the spot as if struck by lightning.
She twisted her neck mechanically and looked at the two black figures that were getting closer and closer.
You can see two people walking over quietly, grabbing something from the dead killer.
What else could it be?
He must have wanted to look again to see if there were any missing arrows, so that he could add a few more arrows to Mr. Ning.
No.
The arrow Zhou An shot just now was aimed at killing Mr. Ning.
It doesn’t take a few arrows at all, one arrow is enough!
Fortunately, Mr. Ning listened to her suggestion and took advantage of the opportunity, but Zhou An took advantage of it and wanted to kill Mr. Ning regardless of martial ethics.
Regardless of the overall situation, he still dragged himself into the fire, hoping to cause a fire so that he could escape in the chaos?
"You're dreaming!"
Hey...
Zhou Jingxian used too much force in an instant, and the bowstring made a slight breaking sound.
She stared closely at the figure that was about the same size as Zhou An and aimed at Zhou An's left arm.
This arrow.
She will definitely get back double the amount for Mr. Ning!
Take Zhou An’s left arm!
at this time.
Zhou An was immersed in pulling at the killer's clothes to see if there was anything that could be used as a rope to tie himself to the guards.
Although Zhou An was very upset about the missed arrow just now and sighed that Ning Wushu was so lucky and that black boy was so good at guarding, he understood that the most important thing at this time was not to think about Ning Wushu.
But protect yourself!
Ning Wuyan, who had not been killed by an arrow, would try his best to kill him regardless of whether he recognized him or not.
He must pretend that he is a victim before the opponent attacks.
"Sprinkle some ashes in my eyes later and say that I didn't see clearly who was standing across from me just now. Only when I heard Ning Wuyan's shout did I realize that I accidentally injured a friendly force."
Zhou An lied without blinking.
As for the candidate who needs to be injured in order to make a fake show, it will naturally not be Zhou An.
Zhou An picked up a short knife that he pulled out and stuffed it into the guard's hand.
"Make the wound deeper. You won't die anyway if you know how to heal."
The guard twitched the corner of his mouth fiercely, gripped the dagger tightly and was about to take action, when a whistling sound came to his ears against the wind.
He raised his eyes in shock.
Zhou An, who was next to him, also felt the crisis coming and looked up.
The pupils of both of them shrank suddenly and they made defensive movements in unison.
The guard opened his arms to block the arrow for Zhou An.
Zhou An was also rude and stretched out his left arm to pull the guard towards him.
As a result, because of this, the guard was misaligned with Zhou Quan's body.
Duh!
The arrow that was supposed to hit Zhou An's right shoulder socket hit Zhou An's right chest and lung.
The force was such that Zhou An opened his mouth and spat out a large amount of blood mist.
"puff……"
"Little Marquis!"
The guard was horrified. When he saw the arrow that was halfway into Zhou An's body, he retracted his hand that he stretched out to help him up.
"Hurry up and help me...Pfft..."
Zhou An opened his mouth, his energy and blood rose, and he spat out another mouthful of blood mist.
The guard quickly tore off his inner clothes, carefully pressed Zhou An's wound, and said quickly: "Young Master, you must not move around, and you must not pull out the arrow. Although this arrow did not hurt any vital parts, if it is not handled properly, it may There will be danger for life.”
The guard was depressed.
In fact, he reacted quickly enough just now.
Moreover, although the arrow was powerful, it was not aimed at Zhou An's vital points and could be avoided completely.
Unexpectedly, Zhou An chose to believe in himself rather than others at this critical moment.
ended up like this.
Seeing the ugly look on the guard's face, Zhou An knew that he was not in a good situation. He didn't care about pretending at this time. Life was the most important thing.
He grabbed the guard's sleeve and pointed hard in the direction of Ning Wuchang.
"Quick... call... someone..."
"There's... medicine... in the car..."
When the guard heard this reminder, he suddenly became energetic.
correct.
Isn’t it said that the tobacco that Ning Wuyan escorted could cure injuries and illnesses?
Although I don't know what it is curing, it is better than nothing, and I can also take advantage of the situation to pass the responsibility of curing the young prince to Ning Wuyang and Princess Xian.
In this way, even if the young Marquis falls into their hands, his life will never be in danger.
"Come on!"
"Fight them!"
There were only five killers left over there, and they were forced to die.
But the more this happened, the harder it was for Ning Feng and others to survive.
The guard thought of the arrow just now, and decided to take the risk to confess his identity to Ning Wuyan without waiting for the assassins to kill him.
"Little Marquis, please hold on, I'll call them over."
The guard said and stood up, raising the saber in his hand above his head.
"I am..."
Crack!
A tiger-head sword passed behind him, slashed a blood line across the guard's neck, and then flew back into Ning Feng's hand.
The guard used his last bit of strength and looked down at Zhou An, whose face was covered in blood. He opened his mouth, but could no longer spit out a word.
Plop.
The bodies were separated.
He fell in the rice field.
"Pooh!"
"You fucking want to harm my darling grandson, just stay still!"
Standing three steps away, Ning Feng succeeded in swinging the knife and spat at the ground.
He wiped the blood on his face again and glanced at the man in fine clothes who was lying on the ground after being shot by an arrow. Although he was wondering why the killer was so well-dressed, he thought that he was still alive, so he didn't say anything more. Pay attention.
"There are already survivors, and no one is left alive!"
Ning Feng gave the order to kill for the last time.
I heard there were survivors elsewhere.
Ning Weiguo and others, who had long endured the injury to Ning Wuyan because of these killers, no longer had to endure it after receiving instructions from Ning Feng.
The long knife in his hand, the long sword in Jiang Yan's hand, and the spear in Yu Zhengrong's hand were all swung at the five exhausted killers.
Chachacha...
Swords and spears penetrated the bones, and blood fell like raindrops on the golden rice fields.
The last five killers died one after another when they received the final blow, and they died with their eyes open.
Before dying, one of the killer leaders looked in the direction of Zhou An.
When he saw Zhou An fell to the ground after being hit by an arrow, still struggling to survive, he suddenly showed a crazy smile.
Die!
Let's die together!
Ning Feng followed the killer's line of sight and saw the young man in gorgeous clothes who was struggling to stand up.
"Clean the battlefield and count the wounded."
Ning Feng waved to Ning Weiguo and the others.
"Come on, adults, come with me to take a look and arrest the last killer. Many killers looked in his direction when they died. This person should be the mastermind behind the scenes. I want to see who wants to We can kill them all and still get so many bows and arrows."
Ning Weiguo stood still and did not move.
Jiang Yan stood still and didn't move.
Even though he was far away, he couldn't see clearly what the man who had been hit by the arrow looked like.
But they already guessed each other's identity.
If this layer of window paper is punctured, things will be a little difficult.
Ning Weiguo scratched his head even more vigorously, thinking that it would be good to leave Zhou An alone until the other party was seriously injured and died.
Otherwise, just based on tonight's raid, Zhou An will definitely do more things that endanger his safety while he is still alive.
Yu Zhengrong was simple-minded and didn't think too much. He just took two steps forward and found that except Ning Feng, the other two people hadn't moved. He turned around with a puzzled look on his face.
"Ning Zhaomo, Magistrate Jiang, are you too tired to walk?"
It shouldn't be.
The two of them were not even out of breath, and their skills were better than his, so why didn't they leave?
"If you keep messing around, it won't be good if the only living person dies."
