The arrows flashing with the cold and cold light aimed directly at Lao Lin.

The expression on his face had frozen.

The long arrows reflected in his pupils made the ecstasy of his life disappear without a trace.

Something is wrong...

Although Lao Lin is not keen, he is not a fool either.

The soldiers who were ready for battle and the arrows aimed at him that had not deflected at all made him feel the danger of experiencing deep into his bones...

He struggled and put down Hu San and Xiao Yi behind him.

He wanted the soldiers wearing iron armor to see the wounds on Hu San and Xiaoyi's bodies, so that they could know that they were coming to the clinic for treatment.

There is no threat.

The soldiers looked at the weak Hu San and the little girl who had fainted with gauze, with her arms covered with gauze. Her face was slightly moved.

The crossbow arrows in many people's hands were slightly lowered.

It seemed that I couldn't bear to aim at Lao Lin's group.

Can……

This is just the soldiers' thoughts.

The officer who issued the order was selfless and had no idea of ​​relaxing at all.

Even without hesitation, he waved his hand with a high raised high and suddenly waved it!

"aim!"

Such orders immediately made the soldiers hesitate.

Do you really want to take action?

They hesitated for a moment.

Many people raised their crossbows and aimed at Lao Lin and the other two, but many people also drooped their crossbow arrows slightly and did not take action.

Seeing that all the crossbow arrows were aimed at him, Lao Lin was panicked and struggled and said, "No, don't..."

His voice was already trembling.

Almost begging.

He lowered his head as if humbly.

But in fact, he just hid the anger on his face.

That's right.

anger!

Finally escaped from the terrifying killing field, but these soldiers pointed arrows at their heads.

How can he not be angry?!

But it just happened.

He could only bow his head and beg for mercy!

In this short period of time, the voices of the fighting among the demons in the clinic have gradually weakened, and it seems that the winner has been decided.

However, Lao Lin had no intention of caring about the guys behind him.

Both sides and vertically, one will die.

Even compared to those inexplicable inner demons, he hated the soldiers in front of him even more!

The only thing that responded to him was the word "cold".

"Shoot the arrow!"

The two short words made the soldiers feel terrified. Even the soldiers who had hesitated before raised the crossbow in their hands at this moment and aimed at Lao Lin and the other two.

"KaKaKa..."

A series of winding sounds sounded.

Each arrow was tightly tightened by the machine, ready to be fired at any time!

At this moment.

Lao Lin finally realized his destiny.

After the last trace of luxury in his heart was lost, he suddenly raised his head, tears flashed in his eyes, and raging anger was also burning!

"As the same people in China..."

"Why is this so?"

He almost gritted his teeth and said the last four words.

The soldiers who had already put their hands on the trigger and were exerting force suddenly stopped their movements as if they had been imposed on the fixed spell.

The entire scene was a pause!

"Sir..."

A soldier couldn't help but turn his head and look at the person who gave the order.

But what responded to him was a heavy blow!

"Bang!"

The soldier was in the middle of the door, and he felt a severe pain without armor protection. His nose seemed to have a spice shop, and all the smell came out.

"I'll say it again..."

As he roared, he grabbed the crossbow of the beheaded soldier, completed the strings cleanly, and then steadily lifted them, aiming at Lao Lin's head.

"Shoot the arrow!!!"

This time, the hesitation of the other soldiers was no longer effective.

Because this guy has pulled the trigger!

"Swoosh!"

Arrow shot!

His series of actions of beating people and grabbing crossbows only took place in a short period of time, but his superb skills and qualities allowed him to achieve extremely accurate aiming in this short period of time.

The arrow aimed at Lao Lin's head.

Unbiased.

From a new recruit from a poor family to a so-called soldier who is now in Qingfeng City, the high power and new subordinates.

It took him nearly twenty years.

It's a pity.

In the past twenty years, he only remembered the sweet rain and rain that the powerful people rewarded.

But I forgot to truly raise the army, but it was actually every coarse linen in Qingfeng City that he looked down upon.

These coarse linens, who were usually seen everywhere like weeds, used a portion of their less-than-large income to gather water into rivers to raise these armies.

This extremely accurate arrow was cultivated.

Lao Lin raised his head angrily.

Glare at the arrow.

Let it be filled with the sound of breaking the wind and let it magnify infinitely in its pupils, and still not bowing its head!

It seems that doing this will make the anger in your heart disappear!

"Puff!"

Arrows penetrate the flesh and blood and penetrate the bones!

Blood sputtering.

The pupils of Lao Lin and others turned red!

He stared at the blood-red figure in front of him in a daze.

Her long golden hair was raised in the sky due to her rapid movement.

It is as bright as a sun.

Glorious and dazzling!

On her right forearm, there was a long arrow deeply tied.

The arrows were covered with blood and flesh.

But it was locked firmly on the arm.

Unable to move at all.
To be continued...