Although the performance seemed certain, Wen Xining was not confused.
After all, given the alertness of a special police officer, how could she believe what she saw in front of her so easily.
Regardless of whether this person is Quaner or not, if they hang her here, there will definitely be an ambush.
The pistol was held tightly in his hand, but his wide sleeves just covered it.
Wen Xining approached the tree step by step.
It was quiet all around, except for the "swish" sound of the wind blowing through the branches and leaves, but Wen Xining was becoming more and more alert.
There was a "click" sound of feet stepping on fallen leaves, but Wen Xining paused, and her eyes moved slightly downwards. Among the thick pile of fallen leaves at her feet, there was something subtle and protruding.
The thing happened to be stepped on by her.
Soon after, Wen Xining's whole body somersaulted backwards.
Sure enough, the moment her feet left the protrusion, a large number of sharp arrows were shot out from the trees on both sides at the same time, and the arrows were all shining with black light.
Wen Xining dodged a backflip to avoid the densest rain of arrows, then stepped on a nearby tree and leaped some distance away, dodging all the poisonous arrows.
With a perfect landing, Wen Xining touched the ground with one knee and glanced around with his sharp black eyes. Apart from the poisonous arrows on the ground, there was nothing unusual.
His eyes narrowed even more tightly.
Perhaps the movement just now woke up the person in the tree. His head moved slightly, and a weak moan passed into Wen Xining's ears.
"Um……"
"Quan'er?"
Wen Xining let out a soft cry. Although it was just a moan, it was definitely Quan'er's voice.
Looking up, a blood-stained face emerged from the messy black hair. It was Quan'er's face.
Without any further hesitation, Wen Xining picked up an arrow at hand and threw it toward the rope above Quan'er's head with a "swish" sound.
Although the distance is far away and the target is small, what is Wen Xining's ability?
There was only a "pop" sound, and the small arrow shot off the rope, and Quan'er fell down from it.
Wen Xining, who was lying on the ground, jumped up, leaned on the tree to gain some strength, hugged Quan'er before she landed, and then slowly landed on the ground.
"Quan'er, wake up..."
Wen Xining helped Quan'er sit on the ground, reached out and gently pushed away the hair stuck to her face, and a face covered with whip marks and dripping with blood was revealed in front of Wen Xining.
Clenching her fists tightly, Wen Xining bit her lower lip, with a confused aura of death in her eyes.
Quan'er slowly opened her eyes, and after seeing Wen Xining, she softly called out weakly:
"King...Princess..."
Wen Xining's body froze slightly, her brows furrowed, one hand still supported her, while the other hand moved behind her without any trace, and asked anxiously:
"Quan'er, it's me, how do you feel?"
"I'm fine, Princess, let's go quickly."
As Quan'er spoke, she raised her hand as if to pull Wen Xining up.
But at that moment, there was a dagger in the raised hand, and the face full of scars became ferocious.
A sneer flashed across the corner of Wen Xining's eyes. Before she could raise her hand, she struck out with her right hand. The next moment, the arrowhead of a poisonous arrow was already aimed at Quan'er's throat.
Oh, I should say it's a fake Quan'er.
The opponent's hand froze in mid-air, and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground. His eyes widened and he looked at Wen Xining in disbelief.
She...how did she find out?
Wen Xining raised her eyebrows proudly, and raised the corners of her mouth coldly,
"What? Are you curious about how I knew you?"
The other party didn't speak, but his eyes were extremely frightened.
The smile on Wen Xining's lips became even wider, but his face was full of coldness.
"Well, I have always been very generous, and I will make you a sensible person even if I die. Let me tell you, because..."
As she spoke, she moved closer to her again and said slowly:
"Quan'er will only call me miss, not princess."
"Oh, so that's it."
The other party finally spoke, but the sound made Wen Xining startled slightly, and he immediately cursed:
"Damn it! Pei Min'er, you're such a dead woman who still lingers, how come you are responsible for everything?"
Pei Miner smiled with a cautious face. That smile was truly disgusting and terrifying.
At this moment, a strong wind hit from behind. Wen Xining turned around with Pei Min'er in hand and blocked her in front of him as a target. Then he slowly stood up, the poisonous arrow in his hand still pressed against
In her throat.
Looking at the masked man in black in front of him who had to stop, Wen Xining looked around, then raised his chin and said sarcastically:
"Did you cover your face in broad daylight? Did you do something worse than a beast, something shameful? For example... you raped your own sister, or something like that."
As soon as Wen Xining's words came out, Pei Min'er's body froze suddenly, but the man in black opposite pointed his sword and shouted:
"Shut up!"
With that said, he pulled off the black cloth covering his face, and it turned out to be Pei Luoqi. His hands were shaking with anger.
Wen Xining's eyes widened in surprise, and he said apologetically:
"Oh, I'm really sorry. It's Young Master Pei. I was just making an analogy just now. I didn't mean to hurt you intentionally. Please forgive me."
These words were as light as usual, but every word pierced Pei Luoqi's heart.
I saw Pei Luoqi's chest rising and falling rapidly, his hand holding the sword tightened, and he took a step forward.
"Wen Xining, you are seeking death!"
Wen Xining, who was holding Pei Min'er, did not move at all, but the poisonous arrow pressed against Pei Min'er's throat tightened and she said coldly:
"You are the ones seeking death, right?"
"Well..."
Pei Min'er felt pain and groaned. Where the arrow pointed, a trace of red slowly seeped out, and then turned black.
Pei Luoqi panicked and immediately stopped and shouted: "Stop!"
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The 2,000 words will be sent first, and the remaining 6,000 words will probably be written in the evening. Because Yao'er will take her son to the hospital for medical treatment today, the update time will depend on the situation. But I will definitely finish the 8,000 words.