Ye Xiyue's eyes were sharp, and just as she was about to take action, Jingchuan quickly stepped forward, grabbed her arm and evacuated!
Duh!
The arrow hit the root of the tree, only an inch away from the green plum tree lying on the ground.
Because it was packed with astonishing power, the white arrow feathers were still trembling slightly after it penetrated the tree roots.
Such accuracy shows that the archer is very capable!
Ye Xiyue only felt the shadow of an arrow flash in front of her eyes, and her whole body was pulled back by a strong force.
Then, she fell into a warm and generous embrace.
"Xi'er, are you okay?"
Jingchuan asked nervously.
Ye Xiyue blinked.
In front of me is a piece of clothes as white as snow.
——She somehow threw herself into Jingchuan's arms. At this time, one of her arms was tightly held by him, and the other hand was pressed against his chest.
The warmth of the ironing is constantly coming from the palm of my hand, and I can even feel the powerful beating of my heart.
What's more, one of his arms was tightly holding her waist.
The distance between them was so close, with only a few thin layers of clothing separating them, they could almost feel each other's warmth.
As he spoke, his warm breath spread out, making her almost unable to avoid him.
She looked up and looked into those clear phoenix eyes.
At this time, there were only two small shadows of her in those eyes.
His heart and eyes were filled with worries that the young man couldn't hide.
Her heart suddenly beat several times rapidly, and her face felt inexplicably hot.
"I...I'm fine."
She avoided his gaze and said softly.
In fact, this attack is nothing to her. Even if Jingchuan doesn't take action, she can avoid it.
But when she saw how worried and nervous he was about her, she felt like she was hit hard by something.
After making sure that she was fine, Jingchuan felt relieved.
After his tense spirit relaxed, he noticed that she was completely trapped in his arms.
If you lower your eyes for a moment, you can see her smooth and plump forehead, straight nose, and bright red lips.
There was a faint blush on her jade-white cheeks.
When the thick and long eyelashes flickered gently, they seemed to sweep over his heart.
Numbness and slight itching.
and...
Her waist is really extremely thin and soft, not even enough to hold in a hand.
"Jingchuan, I'm fine, you can let go."
Ye Xiyue reminded.
Hearing this, Jingchuan finally came to his senses, immediately let go of his hand and took half a step back.
"Xi'er, I'm sorry, I was just nervous for a moment——"
He felt that this was not good, but...when she left, he felt like something was missing and empty in his arms.
Ye Xiyue shook her head slightly, indicating that it was okay, and turned to look in the direction where the arrow came from.
"You have the ability to stab people in the back, but don't have the guts to stand up?"
Her face seemed to be covered with a thin layer of ice, and her clear and sweet voice became cold and full of pressure!
After a moment, a young man walked out from behind a tree where two people were hugging each other and chuckled:
"Ye Xiyue, her reputation is indeed well-deserved, and she is quite capable."
This man looked about twenty years old, with ordinary appearance, and held a long bow in his hand.
Obviously, the silver arrow just now was shot by him!
Ye Xiyue was somewhat impressed by this face. She was also a student of Nanshan College, and it seemed to be from her previous class.
He didn't pay attention to Ye Xiyue's gaze and raised his chin:
