Chapter 1o5

The archer in black saw someone flash out from behind the pillar and throw an object. He released the bowstring without thinking and subconsciously turned his head to the side.

Yang Qian felt as if he had been hit hard, his chest felt tight, and he took a step back.

But he heard a cry of pain from the opposite side. It turned out that the stone thrown by Yang Qian with all his strength hit his shoulder.

Yang Qian felt as if his chest was on fire, but without any hesitation he strode towards the black-clad shooter.

Twenty steps, fifteen steps, ten steps...

At this moment, the archer in black on the opposite side gritted his teeth and endured the huge pain in his shoulder, and once again drew an arrow and put it on the string.

Yang Qian looked at the other party's ferocious and twisted face, looked at the stiff bow that was slowly being raised, there were still ten steps left...

The opponent can easily target or even shoot himself at such a close distance, but he cannot threaten the opponent.

"Kill!!!" Yang Qian was angry. At this moment, he raised the unsheathed long straight-edged sword in his hand and threw it at the shooter with all his strength.

Qibao and Li Shimin, who were lying on the ground, stared at this scene with wide eyes in disbelief.

They saw Yang Qian rushing out of the pavilion with stones and hitting the opponent.

The moment he was also hit by the archer's arrow, the two of them almost felt that the world had turned into darkness.

But an accident happened, and Yang Qian, who had an arrow in his chest, ran forward like a normal person, which once again gave them hope of survival.

But when Yang Qian was still ten steps away from the terrifying shooter in black, the opponent had already drawn the bow again.

Their expressions turned gloomy again.

An accident happened again. They saw Yang Qian with a slightly trembling arrow stuck in his chest and roared angrily.

Throw the sharp sword in your hand with all your strength.

Like a flash of lightning across the clear sky, a white light flashed by, and the black-clothed shooter's eyes widened in disbelief.

He had just been hit by a stone and could barely hold on to his right arm which was raising the bow arm.

He was pierced by the sharp long knife, and then stabbed himself in the abdomen with lingering force...

The archer in black screamed, staggered back, loosened the string and threw the bow.

The intact left hand reaches to the waist, where there is a short knife.

He had just touched the handle of the dagger when Yang Qian had already rushed forward.

He grabbed the handle of the long ring knife that passed through his right arm and pierced his abdomen, and pushed it in hard.

Yang Qian simply relied on the force of the impact to squeeze the black-clothed shooter's arm into his abdomen.

The blade of the long knife was almost completely inserted into the abdomen and came out from the back of the black-clothed shooter.

The shooter in black once again let out an inhuman howl, and in a desperate struggle, he pulled out the short knife from his waist.

However, Yang Qian caught the wrist of the left hand holding the knife in time, preventing the knife from stabbing him.

Yang Qian's other hand used all his strength to turn the long knife that penetrated the black-clothed shooter's abdomen.

The shooter in black lost all his strength in an instant, and the short knife in his hand fell to the ground.

The whole person slowly knelt down, and his two increasingly confused eyes stared at Yang Qian.

Looking at this ferocious and twisted face, the other party's throat was still gurgling.

He seemed to want to say something. His weak left hand kept trying to grab Yang Qian's arm.

Yang Qian pulled out the feather arrow stuck in his chest. There was no blood on the deformed arrow.

Looking at the shooter in black who was still struggling for his life, he always felt that he had killed the other person. At least he could say something to make the other person rest in peace.

"Sorry, I am the vice president of the Association for Care for the Growth of Sagittarius. Therefore, Sagittarius must die."

Shooter in black: "???" What the hell are these words? Was the person who killed me a madman?

In the end, he left this world with confusion and unwillingness...

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Yang Qian stood there blankly, his expression looking confused...

In his consciousness, a line of font appeared:

Throw the long knife to hit the enemy and activate the long-range attack skill: knife throwing.bsp; Throwing the knife? What kind of magic operation is this?! Is there such a long-range skill in history? !!

Damn it... Where's my forty-meter sword? System dad, what do you mean?

"Master Yang..." The painful greeting from behind made Yang Qian realize his current situation.

He quickly arrived at the grass pavilion and saw clearly that the left side of Qibao's waist was pierced by an arrow, and the arrow on his thigh was also penetrated several inches.

Yang Qian held down Qibao Dao, who was struggling to sit up.

"You'd better not move around. This arrow penetrates your abdomen and shouldn't hurt your internal organs."

Qibao nodded gratefully to Yang Qian and turned his head with difficulty to look at the bushes.

"Mr. Yang, thank you very much. Please also ask Mr. Yang to save my second son..."

There, a man in black fell to the ground, with a trembling arrow stuck in his head.

Under the man in black, a small face covered in mud was revealed, with a pair of shining eyes looking towards this side.

"You are Brother Yang, Brother Yang, please save me, I'm about to be crushed to death..."

Yang Qian walked over, squatted down, and looked at Tang Guogong's dog with some curiosity.

Tsk, tsk, tsk, Tang Taizong was actually a young baby with a little baby fat, and his whole body looked a little fleshy.

"Brother Yang, why are you looking at me like that?" Li Shimin looked at Yang Qian looking at him curiously, and his whole body felt bad.

Don't you see I'm asking you for help?

Yang Qian pulled the rather strong body of the man in black aside, with a sense of historical mission.

"Tang Gong has been mentioning his dog in Yang's ears, and today he finally got to see his true appearance."

"???" Li Shimin was completely stunned. How did this man speak?

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Li Shimin wiped his face, which was full of tears and plaster, and saw Qibao's miserable look.

He could only turn his attention to Yang Qian for help once again.

"Brother Yang, please, please save my sister quickly. She led the man in black over there..."

Yang Qian followed the direction pointed by Li Shimin, which was a trail along the river into the mountains.

Qibao struggled and leaned against the wooden post of the grass pavilion, breathing heavily.

"Young Master Yang, please do whatever it takes to rescue my eldest lady."

Yang Qian looked down at the ring knife in his hand that was filled with cold light after wiping away the blood.

Next to him, there was only Qibao, a dying patient, and a naughty kid who couldn't speak human words.

The surface of the river was covered with vast mist, and there was not even a sail in sight. It seemed that the only one with fighting ability was himself.

"How many people are there on the other side?" Yang Qian took a deep breath and tightened the hilt of the knife in his hand, his eyes gradually burning with fighting spirit.

"Besides those who died here, there are probably about twenty others." Although Li Shimin was still young, he was very clear-headed.

Yang Qian felt like he was being poured down by a bucket of ice water, and his face turned dark. "How many guards are there around your sister?"

Li Shimin shook his head: "She is alone. My sister brought Brother Sibao and Brother Shibao here today..."

If one person beats ten, this is awesome, if one person beats twenty, this is funny, right?

Yang Qian immediately laughed, subconsciously raised his legs and walked towards Qibao.

"I think it would be better to wait until your brother Qibao recovers from his serious injuries and regains his strength before we go to rescue your sister."

Are you trying to save people? This is asking me to fill a hole, okay?

Qibao: "???"
Chapter completed!