Taking the crossbow arrow, Feng Qingzhuang studied it in her hand for a moment, and there was a hint of secret appreciation in her eyes. The improved version of the crossbow arrow was exquisite, light and powerful, with a range of three hundred meters. In this era of cold weapons, it can
It is indeed the same to make such a sophisticated weapon.
He raised his head, his dark and cold eyes looked into the deep shadows of the woods, and his red lips, which were as cold as ridges, lightly raised, and a cold and penetrating smile overflowed. It was chilly, cold, like
Shura in the dark night is chilling
I saw Feng Qingzhuang holding the crossbow arrow level, keeping it at the same level as her eyes, aiming at a place deep in the woods, her cold lips raised, her smile getting thicker and thicker. She moved her finger, pressed the button, and an arrow shot out "
With a whooshing sound, the string flew out
Deep in the woods, on a large leafy tree, a dark blue figure spread its wings like a roc, soaring into the sky. Unfortunately, the movement was a step too slow. The arrow passed by his face, leaving a slender blood mark.
A faint smell of blood floats in the air
"It's true that my dear brother is so worried about me. A man who is bedridden and can't even leave the house actually came all the way to this barren mountain to see me. This prince is so touched!"
Looking at the figure flying out of the big tree, he was dressed in a dark blue luxurious brocade robe. A few strands of broken hair were mixed with blood and stuck to his face. His blue eyes, as deep as the sea, narrowed dangerously, blocking the darkness in his eyes.
Ao, his thin lips parted slightly, a low-alcohol tone sounded in the dark night, and his tone was extremely sarcastic.
In the Cangyan Kingdom, Prince Feng Yu ranked second. Above him, there was only one eldest prince named Feng Qian. He was twenty-eight years old and his mother was Concubine Liu Guifei of the Cangyan Kingdom. After the death of the queen, there was always a eldest prince in the harem of Cangyan.
The highest ranking concubine Liu Guifei is temporarily in charge.
Hearing this, Feng Qian was shocked. He knew that he had been recognized, so he no longer tried to cover up his body. He came to the inn and glanced with sharp eyes. Seeing that the hundreds of dead soldiers he had sent suffered heavy casualties, he felt a wave of pain in his heart.
It hurts, it took him ten years for these dead soldiers to become a leader
His face was livid with anger, veins were jumping on his forehead, he looked at Feng Yu and said angrily
"Isn't it a good plan for the prince to come to this barren mountain alone, without even a companion, to lure the enemy with his own body, and to dig a trap for me to jump into?"
At this moment, he suddenly realized that Feng Yu's plan was to lure him to take action, so that he could take advantage of this opportunity to eradicate his secret forces in one fell swoop.
"If the eldest brother had no intention of killing me and tried to take the position of the prince, how could he be easily fooled by the eldest brother's scheming and the city government?" Feng Yu said with a hint of disdain in his eyes.
"You are right. I lost the battle today. But even so, I will not give up. One day I will definitely kill you and take the throne of the prince." Feng Qian's cold eyes
There is a firmness in his eyes, which is a kind of determination that will not give up until the Yellow River.
"Do you think that if you show up here today, I will let you leave alive?" Feng Yushen's blue eyes flashed with disdain, and the corners of his lips raised a cold sneer.
"Since I dare to appear, I can naturally escape unscathed."
Feng Qian was not a fuel-efficient lamp. The dim light in his eyes flashed away and he turned to Feng Qingzhuang, who was standing next to Feng Yu with a crossbow in his hand. She was wearing a black dress that danced with the wind. She looked somewhat dashing and heroic in the night.
, the cold face is covered with a thin layer of frost, and the whole body exudes a cold, arrogant and noble temperament