Ash from the burned plants fell onto the leader's head... and shoulders, bobbing with the horse's frantic steps before being shaken off.
No effect?
It had only slowed them down!
Worse, the arrow seemed to have drawn their attention to where it had been shot from.
The archer had already fixed on the target and was preparing to draw his bow in that direction!
Her heart lurched, and she glanced at Yuan Ling, hidden in the dark.
Yuan Ling had her eyes tightly shut, seemingly unaware that the archer had spotted her.
The archer had already drawn his bow.
"You dumbass! I'm over here, you son of a bitch!"
In her panic, Zheng Wuyou could only abandon the original plan and shout, trying to draw their attention.
After yelling, she steeled herself and ran toward the woods as planned, not daring to look at their target.
But before she could hear Yuan Ling getting up...
A whistle of something cutting through the air came from behind her.
A sharp object streaked across the sky and struck the ground...
Then came the sound of something heavy hitting the ground,
followed by a familiar, puzzled grunt.
Zheng Wuyou had already forgotten all about the plan. Her raised foot froze in midair, and she couldn't help sucking in a sharp breath.
No...
Something like this could only happen in a dream...
It had to be fake!
She turned back in disbelief, countless possibilities flashing through her mind.
When she'd first entered...
She had sworn she'd get Yuan Ling out!
But now...
Was she okay?
The instant she turned around, her mind was already in chaos as she desperately tried to hold back her grief.
She was afraid she'd see the scene she dreaded most.
Yet through eyes brimming with tears, she saw the