wicked immortal

Lan Cai'er didn't know that Zhao Yuan behind her had turned into a ferocious beast, a beast that could violently attack and hurt people at any time.

Zhao Yuan is brewing a boiling fighting spirit, he needs to adjust his body to the best condition.

When Zhao Yuan's body was at its peak, his brain was extremely calm, and his eyes became as sharp as an eagle. He knew that he only had one chance, and that chance was fleeting... …

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The sound of drums full of primitive wildness is getting closer and closer, and there are more and more heavily armed guards around. Where the drums sound, several piles of bonfires are burning, and the air is filled with the smell of spirits and mutton. fragrance.

Along the way, some soldiers showed awe of Lan Caier.

On the way to the bonfire party, there were several checkpoints. Except for Lan Caier, who was honorable and could carry weapons, some VIPs were not allowed to carry weapons.

Zhao Yuan had a longbow in his hand, but no one made things difficult for Zhao Yuan, because he had no arrow feathers - a bow without arrow feathers was just for display.

close!

Getting closer!

Even though Zhao Yuan used "quietness" to control his thoughts, his mood was still extremely excited.

At this time, Zhao Yuan was almost clinging to Lan Caier's back, following the same steps.

Lan Cai'er also seemed to be aware of Zhao Yuan's nervousness, thinking that Zhao Yuan was excited because he wanted to see King Zuo Xian, and would turn around and smile at Zhao Yuan from time to time to show comfort.

Looking at Lan Caier's sweet smile, Zhao Yuan's heart sank for no reason.

Feel sorry!

Zhao Yuan looked at the graceful back and let out a long sigh.

For the sake of peace, for the people of the Li people, in order to avoid the loss of life, I can only sacrifice you...

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Zhao Yuan found an excuse to convince himself.

"Zhao Yuan, we're here." Lan Cai'er stopped and took Zhao Yuan's hand.

"Ah."

At this time, the two had reached the edge of the bonfire party, and the monstrous flames shot straight into the sky, and the orange flames illuminated the grassland like daytime.

The security is extremely strict, it can be said that there are three steps, one post, five steps and one sentry.

Zhao Yuan's heart was beating violently, and a pair of sharp eyes were searching the crowd.

Master Feng!

Hu Yansheng!

There was also a woman in a black dress.

Feng Guoshi and Hu Yansheng were sitting together and whispering, while the woman in the black dress was looking in Zhao Yuan's direction.

There was a black longbow next to the woman in black clothes. From this, Zhao Yuan judged that she should be Lan Xin's fellow apprentice, the one who shot Lan Xin that night.

Zhao Yuan's gaze just paused for a moment, and he immediately searched for Zuo Xianwang.

The position of Zuo Xianwang is very obvious.

At the top of the bonfire party, there is a middle-aged man wearing a golden crown. Although the man is just sitting cross-legged quietly, his appearance looks like a dragon and a tiger. kingly spirit.

There is no doubt that that person is Zuo Xianwang, only those who have been giving orders for a long time have that kind of power.

Zhao Yuan's hand holding the longbow was almost sweating, and he was deciding when to make a move.

"Master..." a delicate voice shouted from a distance.

Zhao Yuan suddenly thought that since the woman in the black dress and Lan Xin belonged to the same school, it meant that Lan Caier was her master.

No wonder she kept looking in this direction, she was looking for Lan Cai'er.

not good!

Zhao Yuan broke out in a cold sweat, and his whole body was drenched.

The woman dressed in black and Feng Guoshi sat beside Hu Yansheng, and her shout would definitely attract their eyes.

Suddenly, Zhao Yuan looked at Master Feng and Hu Yansheng.

really!

Master Feng Guo and Hu Yansheng immediately looked in Zhao Yuan's direction when they heard the woman in black clothes call master.Although Zhao Yuan was standing behind Lan Caier, he was nearly a head taller than Lan Caier, and with his Daqin face, he stood out from the crowd and was immediately spotted.

Time seemed to freeze in an instant.

Both Feng Guoshi and Hu Yansheng were stunned. Obviously, they didn't expect Zhao Yuan to appear here.

The opportunity is fleeting.

"Monk!" Zhao Yuan shouted secretly.

Without any hesitation, Zhao Yuan took a step forward, stretched his big hand, grabbed a bunch of arrow feathers in Lan Caier's quiver and pulled out, then, "quietness" combined with the skill of arrows spread across the grassland, locked on the target, bow and arrow...

The speed was really too fast, no matter who it was, no one thought that Zhao Yuan would violently injure others, and when someone reacted, the arrow feathers turned into a black line in the air and shot at Feng Guoshi and Hu Yansheng.

The faces of Feng Guoshi and Hu Yansheng changed dramatically. They saw that there was an evil spirit attached to the sharp arrow. The arrow was in the air, and the evil spirit arrived first. In an instant, a fierce cold wind swept around Feng Guoshi... …

Feng Guoshi stood up impressively, and an invisible shield stood up out of thin air.

"Peng" made a loud noise.

The sharp arrow containing the aura of martial arts hit the invisible giant shield, making an earth-shattering cracking sound.

Almost everyone's eyes fell on Feng Guoshi's direction, and no one noticed that Zhao Yuan had not finished shooting the arrows, and there were three more.

Three sharp arrows shot out without a sound.

The Art of Archery!

It's a long story, in fact, the moment the three sharp arrows left the string, Zhao Yuan's first series of arrow feathers hit Feng Guoshi's invisible shield.

This time, the target of the three sharp arrows was not Feng Guoshi.

Zuo Xianwang!

The three silent sharp arrows draw a bright line in the void like a ghost. The line is beautiful, simple, and full of power, which makes people amazed, fascinated, and moved... …

Seeing the gentleman-like black sharp arrow rushing towards him, Zuo Xianwang's pupils dilated sharply, and he had no time to think, because all his thoughts were focused on the direction of Master Feng, and he never dreamed that he was the one. real target.

Feng Guoshi and several masters around him were disturbed by the evil spirit of Monk Tianxin and cut off their eyes and ears. Then they knew that Zhao Yuan's target was not him at all. The arrow shot at Zuo Xianwang.

A group of burly men holding giant shields behind King Zuoxian reacted immediately, but they didn't have the speed of arrows either. The only thing they could do was throw the giant shields in their hands towards the three sharp steel arrows.

puff!

puff!

puff!

Three sharp arrows pierced through several giant shields, and under the terrifying impact, the giant shield actually fell apart and turned into countless fragments...

There were three palpitating muffled sounds, and the three sharp black arrows piercing through the giant shield were all nailed into the chest of Zuo Xianwang. His whole body was like a sculpture, with an incredible expression on his face, which was frozen on his face. superior.

"My lord!"

Countless figures rushed towards Zuo Xianwang, intertwined into layers of meat shields in the air.

Unfortunately, they were late, and what they covered was just a lifeless corpse.

Zhao Yuan didn't see this scene, and he didn't even see King Zuo Xian being shot to death. After he shot the sharp arrow in his hand, the Tianxin monk reminded him to run away, because the Tianxin monk who hadn't refined the Yin-Yang boat yet , is not Feng Guoshi's opponent, although he covered Zhao Yuan, but the moment he confronted Feng Guoshi head-on, he was immediately severely injured and hid in the Yin-Yang boat to recuperate.

Zhao Yuan's speed was unparalleled in the world.

On this vast and dark grassland, no one could catch up to Zhao Yuan except the immortal cultivators.

Zhao Yuan just wanted to leave the scene as soon as possible, he didn't even see Lan Cai'er's ashamed expression.

When Zhao Yuan disappeared into the darkness, Lan Caier knelt down on the grassland with a "plop", like a lifeless sculpture, her eyes were dull and empty, as if a force took away all her life in an instant... …

A group of wolf-like guards mercilessly pushed the revered Master Yijian to the ground.

Lan Cai'er didn't struggle, her tender body that was once as passionate as fire seemed to have turned into a lifeless walking dead in an instant.

A while ago, Lan Caier was still building a beautiful blueprint of being with Zhao Yuan in her brain, but in just a few breaths, Zhao Yuan shattered all her dreams and future, and her head was pressed under the dirt Lan Cai'er stared blankly at the pitch-black sky, she heard the sound of horses' hooves, the sound of killing, and the screams...

King Zuo Xian's camp was suddenly engulfed in flames without warning.

Countless tents caught fire at the same time, and the soldiers ran back and forth by the lake to carry water to fight the fire, and the entire camp was in chaos.

This is a trap.

A perfect trap.

And her Arrow Master, Lan Cai'er, is just a tool to be used. All the sweet words, all the tenderness, are all lies.

Time seemed to stand still.

th.

Lan Cai'er slowly closed her eyes, two lines of clear tears flowed from her eyes, the tears rolled down in the grass, on the grassland...

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