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74. Chapter 74 Ghost hand lore 4

After the sharp and short whistle, the man in black suddenly stiffened, and then slowly fell down.

An arrow shot through his neck, and warm blood spurted all over Liu Changfeng.

Liu Changfeng stumbled and almost fell down, but Feng Qingcheng's quick eyesight and quick hands held him back.

"How are you?"

Liu Changfeng's expression was quite sad, and he said: "I'm fine, just some minor injuries..."

Feng Qingcheng tore off her own clothes and wrapped his injured arm skillfully. She said in a calm tone: "Those words just now... I didn't mean that. I just wanted to divert his attention..."

"I know..." Liu Changfeng said again: "Actually, I was reckless. I shouldn't have gotten involved here. Instead, I did you a disservice..."

His voice paused, and a hint of charm flashed through his eyes: "Fifth Miss... why are your arrows... so accurate? Just like General Feng back then..."

Feng Qingcheng paused for a moment, then looked at him thoughtfully, and smiled lightly: "What kind of father is there, what kind of daughter is... What is flowing in my body is father's.

Blood……"

Another clear sound of wolf howling reached the ears of the two of them, and Liu Changfeng's expression suddenly changed.

"This is a paddock, how can there be a sound of howling wolves?"

Feng Qingcheng quickly turned around and unloaded the quivers of the men in black, carried them on her back, and stared into the distance.

"The sound of howling wolves this time is obviously much clearer than the last time. It seems that a pack of wolves is approaching..."

Liu Changfeng also filled several barrels of arrows and hung them on his waist, and said in a deep voice: "The smell of so much blood here will definitely attract a large number of wild wolves. It's better for us to leave here quickly.

good……"

Feng Qingcheng took the bloody dagger from the ground and threw it to Liu Changfeng: "It's not just wild wolves, there may be people who are chasing us. I still need to find someone. You should find someone to turn back quickly."

Hide yourself and don't wade into this muddy water..."

"I'll go with you..." Liu Changfeng's eyes held a forbearing determination: "Although I'm useless, I can still do a little favor..."

Feng Qingcheng looked at him meaningfully, let out a deep breath, tied a dagger with cloth in her backhand, and placed it on her calf.

"You have to think carefully. This is an invisible war. Once you get involved, it will never be possible to escape... This is not as simple as hunting in the forest..."

Liu Changfeng looked into her eyes with a determined smile: "My life is actually not as simple as Miss Fifth thought."



Mu Chenxiao had been sitting quietly on the tree branch, his slender fingertips slowly touching the steel tip of the arrow in his hand from time to time.

His deep, bottomless eyes were like blades of moonlight, filled with evil aura, and the lines at the corners of his lips were thin and forbearing.

"Feng Qingcheng...Feng Zhongtian..."

His eyes suddenly shrank and he looked into the depths of the jungle. All the information in his eyes instantly disappeared without a trace, replaced by panic and anxiety.

It wasn't until Feng Qingcheng and Liu Changfeng carefully poked their heads out from among the trees that he waved and whispered: "This king is here..."
Chapter completed!
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