Chapter 1307

It's said that Nianwen is drowsy in the rickety carriage, and Donger is asleep. Suddenly, the carriage stops abruptly, and the horse's scream outside will wake up the tired Nianwen and Donger.

Dong'Er rubs his eyes and shouts out, "what's the matter?"

There was no response from outside. The dark sky had stained the whole carriage with ink. She could not see the outside or the inside.

Read Wen frown, see Donger to get up to go out, quickly reached out to hold her, whispered: "lie down, don't move." She touched her waist with one hand. There was a delicate dagger attached here for years. It was extremely sharp.

She took off one of Donger's shoes, kicked open the door and threw them out.

"Aggressive!" The sound of three sharp arrows piercing into the wood sounded at the door of the carriage. She took off Donger's other shoes and threw them at the right side of the carriage. Her figure quickly jumped out of the carriage and swept to the left.

the sharp arrow actually chased the shoes thrown first to the right side, while reading Wen took the opportunity to avoid entering a roadside tree.

It's not far from the palace. It's the only way to go from the busy street to the Yunhua street where the palace is located. No one will come here except the people who are in the palace side by side. It seems that these people have been ambushed in the morning and know that she will pass by today.

"If someone stealthily shoots a cold arrow, he will come out and take it on his own."

No one answered her, she felt some small stones from the ground, threw them on the road outside the tree, and there was an arrow immediately.

She has excellent ear strength. She listens to the sound of the cold arrow breaking through the air, judges the position of the person who releases the cold arrow, shakes her head and knocks out the stone in her hand, and hears a muffled voice immediately.

At this time, another long arrow shot at her side, firmly tied on the tree trunk. She tore a cloth from her clothes, wrapped the arrow body and pulled it off. According to the position she just heard, she shook her hands with two arrows.

This time it was not a groan, but two screams.

She didn't know where the arrow hit the other side, but she heard the scream getting more and more miserable, and even the sound of clothes rubbing on the ground and throat being grabbed by big hands.

Is that arrow really poisonous? She was glad that she had just left an eye on her own and didn't pull out the arrow directly with her hand.

After a while, the scream died out. She knew that there was still someone alive. Although the stone just hit him, it didn't cause great damage to him. He would hold his breath and wait for her to go out from behind the tree, but he would give her a blow.

She sneered, holding a dagger in one hand, holding her neck in the other hand, making the same painful sound as the two just died, rubbing her feet on the ground, creating a painful false image of her poisoning and dying.

After listening carefully for a while, the man in the dark confirmed that the voice was getting more and more thin, and finally came out from the dark. He still held up his bow and arrow warily, and walked towards her step by step.

When he came to the back of the tree, he could not see anything in the dark night. There seemed to be someone on the ground or nobody. He rowed with his feet, but he did not row anything. Then he put down his bow and arrow, felt the fire in his arms and blew it.

The light of the fire was weak, but it was enough to light up the space at the foot of the front.

There was nothing on the ground, nothing. He was stunned, and then reacted. He was cheated.

He quickly threw away the fire and reached for the bow and arrow that was placed at his feet, but he could not lift it.

One foot is firmly stepping on the long bow...