"Let's get started."

Bai Lian interrupted the meaningless mouth cannon, and the twenty arrows were split in two, ten to Bai Mengmeng and ten to Bai Kezhi.

The phoenix string who was targeted was tied to a huge cross, and his limbs were bound, ensuring that Bai Mengmeng or Bai Kezhi could easily shoot arrows into his body.

The scene exploded again, and the young man tied to the cross was thin, pitiful, and helpless, as if he were a suffering god in the ancient Bible.

"I'll start first—"

Bai Kezhi shook the bow and arrow in her hand with a smile, the old-fashioned cold weapon looked very clumsy, the bow and arrow were already in the history museum, and the bows and arrows used by the people were also mixed with interstellar high-tech.

But Bai Kezhi's bow and arrow are real, and they have been eliminated in the AD era, bows and arrows.

The old-fashioned arrows roared towards Bai Kezhi's target, Bai Mengmeng's longbow was full, and the first arrow followed.

This arrow almost brought a sound of breaking the air, as long as this arrow was nailed, I am afraid that Feng Xian's whole person will be penetrated.

Bai Mengmeng and Bai Kezhi don't know where the so-called scoring points are - that is, how many points they can get in the end depends on luck.

And how much damage will such an act of fighting luck bring to Feng Xian?

Bai Kezhi obviously didn't care.

Although in the past, she was Feng Xian's fiancée.

The vision was deprived, only darkness was left in front of him, and his hearing was slightly impaired by several days of experiments, but Feng Xian was still keenly able to distinguish the target of the arrow.

- It's the neck.

Bai Kezhi didn't think about scoring at all, she just wanted to kill him directly!

This realization made Feng Xian's unfocused eyes widen slightly, obviously, he definitely didn't expect such a possibility.

Perhaps......

For Bai Kezhi, she doesn't care about any ghost plans, all she cares about is whether she is happy or not.

This is weird, overlapping with the idea of daylight Su half-dreaming.

Bai Kezhi's arrow roared towards Feng Xian, but Bai Mengmeng's arrow followed Bai Kezhi closely, as if the next moment, these two arrows would shoot into Feng Xian's neck together, shattering his neck bones.

The arrow was getting closer and closer, and the wind brought up by the excessive strength pierced Feng Xian's eardrums painfully, and the long hair like withered grass on his cheeks was blown up, but it did not usher in the expected pain.

The two arrows fell to the ground at the same time, and Bai Mengmeng's arrow caught up with Bai Kezhi's at the last moment - and then directly smashed the entire arrow, and at the same time, Bai Mengmeng's arrow also used up its last strength and landed at the feet of Feng Xian.

The fragments of the arrow hit his bare/bare calf, and the painful feeling made Feng Xian's reason gradually return.

And nine arrows.

He said to himself.

Bai Kezhi obviously didn't expect Bai Mengmeng to do this, she suddenly looked at Bai Mengmeng very angrily, but only saw the latter's smug smile.

That's right, Bai Mengmeng has no way to attack Feng Xian, but this doesn't mean that she will let Bai Kezhi do it.

The big deal is that no one wants to score, just -

And don't forget, behind Bai Kezhi is the Wanderers Association, and behind Bai Mengmeng is the entire empire.

Once the army is overwhelmed, what is the point of Bai Kezhi's struggle?

In a passive position, it is definitely not Bai Mengmeng, but Bai Kezhi.