Chapter 15 Strange Skills

The girl shouted in embarrassment, not knowing whether it was anger or embarrassment, her pretty face flushed red, and without thinking about it, she raised the Xuan bow in her hand again, pulled out the arrow feathers and placed the bowstring at Feng Jiu, opened the bow and released it. ?Bayi Chinese website? w?w?w8. ?881?z?w8.1c1o?m

"call out!"

The sharp arrow feathers carried an aura of profound energy and shot at Feng Jiu's heart at an unheard of speed, as if they were planning to kill Feng Jiu, and the moment they shot, they were murderous.

The person on the girl's side stood still, because the middle-aged man seemed to condone it. After all, in their eyes, Feng Jiu was just a little beggar with no profound energy. Maybe it was only because of good luck that she came here. Here, people like him, they can kill him with just one finger.

Ling Mohan, who was only a few steps away from Fengjiu, did not stop him at this time. He wanted to see how capable this little beggar was. From his observation of her, she is not a brainless person, on the contrary, she is very shrewd and won't do anything unsure.

It's just that she clearly doesn't have a trace of profound energy on her body, so where did the confidence come from and dare to provoke others?

Just thinking about it, his eyes narrowed suddenly.

I saw that she turned over and did a somersault responsively to avoid the arrow, which happened to have shot from under her without hurting her in the slightest.

Seeing this scene, not only Ling Mohan, but even the middle-aged man and the young man had a look of surprise in their eyes. They must know that there is no profound energy on the other side at all, and they know how fast and how sharp the arrow is. Normally, it is impossible for this little beggar to avoid it.

But he avoided it, which proved that he was not as simple as he appeared.

"hateful!"

The girl scolded angrily, stretched out behind her back, took out an arrow feather and attached it to the arrow string, then opened the bow and fired it.

However, none of the sharp arrows aimed at the little beggar could hit him, and several arrows were shot in the air, and then the little beggar still looked at her with a smile on his face, raised his chin and seemed to say: Is this a thing?

As soon as she retracted her profound bow, she pulled out the dagger from her waist and attacked her.

"I'm here again? You're welcome again." Feng Jiu's smile was a bit strange, her eyes swept across the girl's plump chest, and she did not avoid the dagger that was attacking her, but went forward to meet her. go.

"Little beggar! Give me death!"

Ling Mohan's eyes stared at Feng Jiu's movements, only to see that she instantly stepped forward and grabbed the dagger from the girl's hand with a strange technique. The speed was so fast that even he couldn't see how she did it. .

When she looked again, the dagger was already in her hand. Goodbye, she moved behind the girl, and took the opportunity to touch the snow-white skin of the other party. black line.

Is this really a woman? Are you sure it's not a hooligan?

"Tsk tsk, so slippery."

Feng Jiu praised her, her eyes were half-squinted, and one hand wrapped her arms around the girl's soft waist, while the other held the dagger against her graceful snow neck, as if she was deliberately teasing her, and approached her. He sniffed around his neck, and his face was intoxicated.

"smell good!"

This time, even the expressionless middle-aged man's face darkened.

The young man next to him was also angry, with obvious anger in his eyes, and his hands under his sleeves were even more tightly twisted into fists.

Ling Mohan silently closed his eyes, he really couldn't watch it any longer.