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Chapter 267 The blood on the face

Feng Jiuer said she had a weapon, and it turned out that she really did, but Qiao Mu never expected that her weapon turned out to be a silver needle!

Like a silver needle in the hair, streaking through the air, the slightest sound of wind can be ignored.

Qiao Mu had already ducked sideways as soon as she heard a sharp sound, but she didn't expect that there were so many silver needles thrown at her!

Jiuer really tried his best this time, and almost all the silver needles on the needle bag were used up. Qiao

Mu Qinggong is good, but when she faces her now, she is too arrogant and has no defense at all.

Yes, the spear she held in her hand was very heavy.

With such a gun, her pace will definitely slow down, unless she throws away the long gun. But

, Qiao Mu is the leader of a village, how could he throw away his weapons in front of his brothers?

Such a shameful thing would never be possible with her character. So.

With the silver needles in Feng Jiuer's hand, one of them actually scratched her cheek!

There was a slight sting, almost negligible, but it was a scratch, and there were already some blood stains on the face!

"You lose!" Feng

Jiu'er stared at Qiao Mu's face and said calmly.

People were shocked. Those standing in the front row had also seen the little blood stains on Qiao Mu’s face. No.

It's not much, it's not deep, it's really just scratching across the face, making a little cut.

I'm afraid that even if no medicine is applied to this small wound, it will be completely healed in two or three days without leaving any trace. But

, if it’s hurt, it’s hurt! Whether it’s serious or minor, it’s still hurt.

After the new dragon riders in the front row were stunned for a while, Little Cherry suddenly shouted: "Jiu'er won! No! General Feng won!"

Only then did the others react, their eyebrows lit up, and they immediately shouted: "General Feng is mighty! General Feng is mighty!"

Everyone in Qingfeng Village was stunned and couldn't react at all. How?

How is it possible? How could their wise and powerful leader lose to a weak little girl?

Impossible! Stand

Among the Qingfengzhai brothers in the front row, someone finally shouted angrily: "How can you be a hero if you hurt someone with a secret arrow? We don't accept it!" Stop!

It is said that the leader of the village just had his face scratched a little, and it does not affect a person's health at all. Can this be considered an injury? It's just blood! That's it.

Even if you are really injured, it is because the other party has done something wrong. This is unfair!

"That's right, stabbing someone in the back! This competition doesn't count!" Another person shouted.

Little Cherry jumped off the horse, stared at the speaker, and said loudly: "This is the weapon of our general!"

"Did the general extend his hand to let your village master see her weapons before he took action? It's because you, the village master, didn't look at it yourself!"

"Before the competition, did you say that you are not allowed to use small weapons? Do you have to use large weapons? Why haven't I heard of such a competition rule?"

"That's right." Huo Yan also added: "My skills are inferior to others, what else can I say?"

Qiao Mu never spoke. She was indeed hurt, but she was not convinced of using a concealed weapon to hurt someone. But

Yes, he clearly promised Feng Jiuer that whoever gets hurt first will lose.

She just never thought that this small injury could actually be an injury! This

To her, it's not even worth mentioning. Isn't it just a scratch? It doesn't affect the battle at all, right?


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