Elbow Mountain

As night fell, the Peddler brought Lu Qianjiao, while the Carriage Driver brought Gluttonous Old Carriage. Together, they waited at the border line. Lu Qianjiao was growing impatient. "Can Li Qi be trusted? Don't tell me he failed the job and ran off."

The Peddler straightened out his cart. "Running off is unlikely. Failing the job, though, is entirely possible. The boundary at Three Heads Junction is simply too peculiar." Lu Qianjiao said, "If he fails this time, will you still trust him afterward?"

"Why wouldn't I trust him? Who hasn't had a misstep? Originally it wasn't him, but by twists of fate it became him. Life and death depend on destiny; after nine turns of cultivation, it was still him. With a brother this reliable, why wouldn't I trust him?"

"What do you mean, it wasn't him and then it became him?" Lu Qianjiao did not quite understand. "Hadn't you taken a liking to this man long ago..." As she spoke, two figures emerged from the night.

Li Qi dragged the Dark Bridge Cannon behind him. Everyone recognized him, but who was the person behind him? What a beautiful figure.

What a handsome face.

"Zhao Xiaowan!" Lu Qianjiao roared. She drew a feathered arrow from behind her back and hurled it toward Li Banfeng and Zhao Xiaowan. One arrow became two, two became four, and before it had flown halfway, there were already more than a hundred arrows.

Li Banfeng set the Dark Bridge Cannon aside and picked up his Wife, about to dodge, when a figure blocked the way before him. She grabbed a handful of arrows, snapped them one-handed, and tossed them to the ground. Lu Qianjiao secretly laughed.

The most foolish way to neutralize an Arrow Cultivator's technique was to confront the arrows head-on. There were