Chapter 15 Spooky

The girl was so sullen and shy, she didn't know whether she was angry or awkward. A pretty face was raised in red, and the Xuan bow in the hand that she didn't want to think was lifted again. She took out the bow string on the arrow and pointed it at the phoenix.

"call out!"

The fierce arrow feather clip with a mysterious breath shot at the speed of the ear to the heart of Feng Jiu, seems to be in the plan to set Feng Feng Jiu to death, a shot is murderous.

The **** the other side of the girl stood still, and the middle-aged man headed by him seemed to be more willing to indulge. After all, in their view, Feng Jiu was just a small shackle, perhaps because of luck. Inside, people like him can kill him with just one finger.

Ling Mohan, who was a few steps away from Feng Jiu, did not stop at this time. He wanted to see how much the little nephew had. From his observation of her, she is not a brainless person. On the contrary, she is very smart and will not do things that are not sure.

However, she clearly does not have a trace of scent, but what is the confidence she has come from to provoke others?

I was thinking, my eyes were shrinking.

I saw her responsive and turned over and smashed the arrow, and the arrow happened to be shot from under her without hurting her.

Seeing this scene is not only Ling Mohan, but even the middle-aged man and the young man have a strange look. It is necessary to know that there is no instinct in the other party, and how fast the arrow shoots, how sharp they are, they are very clear, in normal terms, this small flaw can not be avoided.

But he has avoided it, and it proves that he is not as simple as it is.

"hateful!"

The girl was sulking and screaming, stretched out to the back, and then took out an arrow feather and put it on the arrow and then shot it.

Can clearly aim at the small arrow of the arrow, but none of them can shoot him, shot a few arrows, and then look at the little smile and smile with a smile on his chin, as if to say: you This ability?

She was so angry that she took a bow and pulled out her waist and daggered her.

"Come back? I am welcome again." Feng Jiu’s lips were a little bit strange, and his eyes swept over the girl’s plump chest. She faced the dagger who was attacking her and she greeted her. go with.

"Small! Give me to die!"

Ling Mohan's eyes stared at Feng Jiu's movements. I saw her instantly taking the dagger in the girl's hand in a strange way. Even quickly, he couldn't see how she did it. .

When I looked again, the dagger had already reached her hand. I saw her stepping down to the girl’s back. She took the opportunity to touch the white skin of the other person and saw that his forehead could not be crossed. Black line.

Is this really a woman? Are you sure you are not a hooligan?

"Oh, it’s slippery."

Feng Jiu praised, a pair of eyes half squatting, one hand holding the soft waist of the girl, but holding the dagger in her hand against her beautiful snow neck, seems to be teasing her, and close to her The neck smelled and the face was intoxicated.

"smell good!"

This time, even the unsmiling middle-aged man was darkened.

The young man next to him was also angry, and there was obvious anger in his eyes. The hand under the sleeves was tightly twisted into a fist. If he didn’t see the girl in the other hand, he couldn’t help it.

Ling Mohan's speechless eyes open, it is impossible to read it anymore.

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