"However, it was this special arrow that caused her to become unconscious. When these multiple cross arrows entered the body, a large amount of blood would be lost wherever they passed, and this arrow could only move forward, not backward, otherwise... the owner of this arrow It’s to put her to death.”

"Multiple cross arrows?" He Zheng felt that the name sounded familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere. But I can't remember it.

With a pop, an arrow flew out from a meter high position next to He Zheng and was nailed to the wall.

He Zheng was pleasantly surprised, he knew that Zhao Jing would be able to save A Yao. Just as she was about to turn around, she heard Zhao Jing say: "Don't turn around, it's not over yet!"

He Zheng resisted looking over and went to get the arrow.

There are three layers of arrows, each with a cross, distributed randomly.

Once it penetrates the flesh, it will cause at least twelve wounds ranging from small to large in the body!

If the archer is skilled, if the arrow enters the flesh and then rotates, at least an inch of the flesh will be turned into a paste, which will make it impossible to survive.

No wonder Ayao was bleeding all the way and her face became increasingly pale.

Fortunately, fortunately, he arrived at Zhao Jing in time.

If Zhao Jing can cure him, he will definitely be able to cure A Yao!

But who is it that wants to put him to death?

If Ayao hadn't blocked the arrow for him, he would have died without Zhao Jing by his side!

Since he wanted to kill him, why did he only shoot an arrow in the dark and then no further details, nor did he pursue him?

strange!

After a while, Zhao Jing stood up and wiped the sweat from her forehead, "Okay, you can turn around now."

He Zheng threw the arrowhead on the dining table, walked quickly to the platform, and shook the woman on the platform anxiously, "Ayao, Ayao, wake up..."

Zhao Jing paused as she went to wash her hands. She wanted to say something, but then she shook her head.

After washing his hands and coming out, He Zheng was still shaking He Yao persistently. He Yao frowned, closed her eyes tightly, and clasped her fingers on the platform, as if she was having a nightmare.

"Ayao, wake up, Ayao..."

Under He Zheng's persistent shaking, He Yao woke up with stars in her eyes. She couldn't see anything clearly for a while, but she could only say weakly and intermittently with a voice like a mosquito:

"He, brother, brother, we, we, this is, where, I, how, can't see clearly. He, brother, brother, I, see, many, he brother, each one , I, can’t see clearly. What’s wrong with me? Am I going to die? "

He Zheng felt extremely guilty. If he hadn't been too anxious and ran away with her in his arms without checking her injuries first, which aggravated her injuries, she wouldn't be so weak! Tears fell from his eyes, and he gently held He Yao into his arms, choking with sobs: "No, you are already fine. Just look at it if you don't believe me."

He Yao looked weakly towards her chest, and sure enough she didn't see the arrow. Taking a deep breath, my chest no longer hurts. The spiritual energy circulated for a week, but there was no...just a slight stagnation in my chest.

He Yao was confused. The fact that she was hit by an arrow was absolutely true. The pain at that time was still fresh in her memory.

Who was so capable that he cured her so quickly? It's not even dark yet.

"cough cough"

Zhao Jing glanced at He Zheng warningly.

He Zheng immediately distanced himself from He Yao and held He Yao's shoulders.

He Yao urgently grabbed He Zheng's arms and skirt, trying to continue leaning in He Zheng's arms. The grip was so strong that his fingers turned white, and the skin of He Zheng's neck was stretched into wrinkles.

Zhao Jing saw everything in her eyes and coughed twice to remind He Zheng.

He Zheng stood further away and pressed He Yao's shoulders with only a few fingers. He half-lifted and half-supported He Yao and sat down on the platform. He introduced briefly and concisely: "This is Miss Zhao. She just Saved us."

He Yao was confused in her heart, what happened to He Zheng? Why did he avoid Miss Zhao like a snake, scorpion and beast when she coughed? What is their relationship?

She weakly continued to fall towards He Zheng, as if she had no bones.

He Zheng was very uncomfortable and could only support her shoulders with his palms.

He Yao glanced at He Zheng with aggrieved and weak eyes, and called out in tears, "Brother He!"

He Zheng knew what He Yao wanted, but he... was no longer free. "A Yao, why don't you sit over here. It's not convenient for a large crowd."

With that said, he supported He Yao and leaned against the shelf on the other side of the platform.

The ruthlessness and doubt in He Yao's eyes flashed across her face. Isn't it just that there was an extra person in the room? Why is it in a large audience?

The more this happened, the more He Yao became certain that He Zheng had a problem with this girl Zhao.

She smiled extremely weakly at Zhao Jing and put on the posture of a hostess, "Sister Zhao, okay, I am He Yao, thank you for saving me, and Brother He. My body , are weak and can’t get up, you won’t blame me, will you?”

In the past, He Zheng would not have thought there was anything wrong with what he said. Instead, he would have felt that it was very appropriate. Whoever dared to blame his simple and kind-hearted A-Yao was someone who did not know how to praise and was shameless.

But now, somehow, he actually heard the implication of these words.

It turns out that Ayao’s surname is He.

It seems that Ayao really wants to have a relationship with him and be bound to him.

It seemed that Ayao didn't like Zhao Jing very much. She was irritating Zhao Jing with words and dug a hole to make Zhao Jing jump into it.

Is it because A Yao feels threatened, or because she feels that Zhao Jing is difficult to deal with?

Zhao Jing cleared her throat, "My lord has a lot of money, so naturally I won't argue with you. But, what is the relationship between Miss He Yao and this Mr. He?"

He Yao and He Zheng looked at each other, with doubt flashing in their eyes. She was not a lady, and he was not a gentleman.

He Yao's pale cheeks had a touch of red, her body and voice seemed to have returned to the light, she was no longer weak, she looked at He Zheng shyly, and said softly: "Brother He and I feel like we are old friends as soon as we see each other. Falling in love, two people in love, happy with each other, already committed to each other for life, ready to get married next month, we are an unmarried couple."

Zhao Jing looked at He Zheng with cold eyes.

He Zheng quickly looked away and stopped looking at He Yao.

Zhao Jing still stared at He Zheng and said nothing.

The atmosphere was extremely depressing for a while.

Only He Yao grabbed the corner of her clothes, feeling like she was scolding the eighteenth generation of He Zheng's ancestors. She blocked his arrow and lost half her life, but here he was flirting with other women. Do you think she is blind?

"Ahem, Brother He, I'm so tired..."

He Zheng didn't want to let down He Yao's sincerity, but the current situation didn't even give him a chance to discuss it privately with He Yao.

And, Zhao Jing, he couldn't fight, couldn't run, and saved his and He Yao's lives... The key is that Zhao Jing is still very angry now. If he is a little bit biased towards He Yao on this issue, maybe he Both He Yao and He Yao would be slapped to death by Zhao Jing!

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