Sweetheart,Come Back!

Feng'er bit her teeth and lifted her other hand. She held his hand and pulled it out.

"Don't move."

The man in her hand from his palm out of the moment, fast out of lightning to seize her other hand.

At the same time, an arrow went into his arm.

His grip on her hand tightened sharply.

Feng'er looked at the arrow in his arm and was stunned.

The blood quickly oozed out and slid down his arm, dripping on her hand.

The drops of bright red blood made feng'er have some difficulty breathing. Looking up at his eyes, his dark eyes are still cold and indifferent, as if the arrow had not been inserted into his arm, or he did not know the pain.

Feng'er naturally doesn't think that he is not flesh and blood just because he can bear it.

His injured arm, supporting her weight, is very difficult, and there are bow and arrow behind him.

They are in a very bad situation.

With his skill, as long as you let her go, you can easily leave.

However, even at this time, he did not mean to let go.

Blood flowed into the palms, which became greasy, and it became more difficult to hold on to her hands.

"Let go." Feng'er spoke again.

"Shut up."

He clenched his teeth, and his hands were so strong that he could crush the bones of her hand.

"Why?"

She didn't know him at all. Why did he fight to save her?

He looked at her without answering.

The blood stained hand was too slippery. No matter how hard he tried, her hand still slipped from his palm.

"No matter why you save me, thank you." Fingertips from his palm slip away for a moment, feng'er smiles at him.

Looking at the Phoenix son to fall to the mountain, his eyes a cold, suddenly to the bank to pounce.

Just then, an arrow shot into his chest.

He was in the middle of the air, nowhere to avoid. Feng'er's whole heart leaped into the noisy eyes, trying to shout, but unable to do so. She looked at his eyes and suddenly felt a sharp pain across her heart.

Just when she thought he was going to die, he suddenly turned to his side, and the arrow flew over his shoulder. He raised his hand to catch the tail of the arrow and flicked his finger on the shaft. The arrow turned and went in the direction of shooting. Then he heard a scream from the top of the cliff.

With this force, his body fell faster. In a flash, he grabbed her belt and went to the front of him, and her falling body flew to him. In the moment before he hit him, he put his hand around her waist, and a sleeve arrow with a rope flew out of his wrist guard. The sleeve arrow was nailed into the stone wall, so that their falling body suddenly slowed down.

They fell so hard that the rope couldn't hold the weight of both of them. The bandage, they fell again.

But in this way, they fell much slower.

He held her in his arms, pedaled his feet on a protruding stone wall, changed their falling position, deviated from the rubble under him, and fell into a half man high grass nearby.

When he landed, he met the arrow inserted in his arm. He snorted with pain and could not hold her any more. Feng'er rolled out of his arms.

Feng'er lay on her back and felt that her bones were broken.

She worried about the life and death of the man. She did not care about the pain. She got up and looked for people everywhere.

But this one gets up, looks at the scenery in front of, but after knowing hindsight feels a burst of fear.