Protagonist, please die quickly

After Wang Qi brought all the servants into the big garden of the other courtyard, he glanced at the servant who was waiting beside him.

The boy immediately nodded to Wang Qi, trotted away, and after a while, he ran over with a stack of white clothes in his hands, "All of you came to my side to get this dress and put it on." Come on, be smarter later on, or you will spoil the young master's interest...don't blame me for not reminding you."

Although all the servants knew that it would be no good to wear that dress, but fearing Wang Qi's coercion, they could only bite the bullet and line up one by one to get the clothes from the servant.

When it was Ling Han's turn to step forward, the boy holding the clothes smiled at him inexplicably, and took the initiative to hold the clothes in front of him.

Ling Han picked up the clothes, and found that the front and back of the white clothes had a big target surface painted with red paint.Although when Wang Qi said that and brought them to the big garden, he had vaguely guessed what Wang Qi was thinking, but when he really got the clothes that would turn him into a living target , he still couldn't help shivering because of Wang Qi's vicious heart.

To be able to play with living people as prey without any scruples, how dark and cruel is this person's heart?

Ling Han looked up at Wang Qi who was standing next to the servant, and Wang Qi happened to be looking this way.When he noticed that Ling Han was looking at him, a trace of coldness slowly appeared on his lips, and those inverted triangle eyes looked at him, as if he was looking at a dead person.

All the people assigned the clothes were stunned for a moment, and they all guessed Wang Qi's thoughts one after another. They watched Wang Qi reach out and take the bow and the quiver full of arrows handed over by the boy with pale faces. The servant knelt on the ground with a plop, and kept kowtowing to Wang Qi, "Third young master, there are old people on the young ones, and there are young ones on the bottom, and they all have to rely on the young one to support the family. I beg the third young master to let the young one go. The young one is grateful." Endless!" Following his wailing, more than half of his servants knelt down on the ground, begging Wang Qi for mercy.

Wang Qi took out an arrow from his quiver, looked at the polished and shiny arrow against the sun, then flicked the arrow lightly with his finger, and then turned his gaze to the servant who was kneeling on the ground, " Why are you all crying, my young master just came to the autumn hunt today, but I don’t want to travel far, so I asked you to play with my young master, why are you still wronged?"

He put the arrow on the upper bowstring and pulled it towards the servant who was kneeling in front of him, with a sneer on his lips, "If anyone continues to babble here, I will let him taste my arrow now." The bow and arrow are powerful." After finishing speaking, he let go of the bowstring, and the arrow drew a curve in the air, and stuck straight into the ground in front of the servant kneeling at the front.

All the servants kneeling on the ground stood up in fright, Ling Han took the opportunity to pull Yan Lenghuang's sleeve, "His main target is the two of us, we will run separately later, if there is a chance... it is best to Find a good hiding place and hide." Ling Han said and looked around, and found that there were low flowers all around, and there was almost no place to hide people. It seemed that the third young master had already made up his mind. He wanted to put him and Yan Lenghuang to death here.

I don't know when the opportunity to bring Yan Lenghuang into the path of cultivation will appear. If there is no sign today, then he and Yan Lenghuang will probably die here. This will be at odds with the plot, so Ling Han did not very nervous.

"Now I will give you a little time. As soon as I count to ten, I will start 'hunting' with bow and arrow." Wang Qi placed another arrow on the bowstring, "Ten, nine..."

When Wang Qi just started counting, all the servants in white clothes ran away, and the few with better feet had already rushed more than ten meters away.

Ling Han followed the slowly dispersed crowd to the west of the garden, while Yan Lenghuang ran to the east.

"...three...two...one." Wang Qi aimed the arrow at Yan Lenghuang who was running beside a bush full of colorful flowers, and as soon as he let go, the arrow flew away like lightning.

Yan Lenghuang only felt the sound of arrows piercing the air coming from his ears, and he immediately jumped forward vigilantly and rolled again, avoiding being stuck on the ground where he had just stood, and the tip of his tail was still trembling arrow feathers.

Seeing that the arrow missed, Wang Qi didn't care, because his original goal was not to shoot Yan Lenghuang to death right now, so the arrow he shot just now was deliberately slightly missed. It would hurt him, not kill him.

The servants who were running not far from Yan Lenghuang, saw that a servant standing in front of Yan Lenghuang was shot and injured his leg, and then saw that Wang Qi shot every arrow aimed at Yan Lenghuang. No one dared to run close to Yan Lenghuang.

Even when Yan Lenghuang approached, he quickly moved away from him.

The other winking servants also immediately moved away from Ling Han's side.

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While running, Ling Han kept watching Yan Lenghuang's direction, but found that Yan Lenghuang was forced to run closer and closer to him by the arrow.

Ling Han turned his head to look in Wang Qi's direction, and saw that the smile on his mouth was getting colder and colder. When Yan Lenghuang ran only a dozen steps away from him, Wang Qi's eyes flashed a trace of coldness, and he held his hand. Good arrows shot again.

Yan Lenghuang's honey-colored cheeks had long been covered with fine sweat, his bright red lips turned pale at this moment, and his running steps became smaller and smaller. At this time, he heard the arrow piercing the air again in his ears. With a loud sound, he jumped to the side, but the movement was still a little slow, and the sharp arrow shot into his thigh immediately.

Yan Lenghuang only felt a burning pain in his leg. He gritted his teeth and supported his body to stand up, supported his injured thigh, and continued to trot forward with a limp.

Bright red blood kept pouring out from the wound where the arrow was inserted, instantly staining Yan Lenghuang's palm holding his thigh red, more cold sweat broke out on Yan Lenghuang's forehead, and even his head was a little dizzy due to blood loss .

Seeing this, Wang Qi smiled coldly, and shot another arrow at Yan Lenghuang, who was unable to move.But this time, he didn't show mercy, and pointed the arrow straight at Yan Lenghuang's back.

Yan Lenghuang pursed his lips, and he heard the sound of arrows shooting towards him again, but he knew that he would not be able to escape this time.

The amber pupils looked at Ling Han with tenderness and despair, and then bit her own mouth hard.He hasn't avenged his uncle yet, but he is about to die here, he is so unwilling!

But now, apart from the uncle he hates the most, what appears in his mind most is the figure of Ling Han.Thinking that after him, the target of the third young master is Ling Han, Yan Lenghuang's heart trembled.

No, I can't be killed by the third young master at this time.As long as he can last long enough, Ling Han may still have a glimmer of life when that Butler Tang comes back!

A trace of firmness appeared in Yan Lenghuang's eyes, and the palms on his thighs tightened instantly.Just when he was about to use all his strength to throw himself on the ground and roll over again, a warm body rushed towards him even faster, pinning him down.