Arrows flew in an instant, life and death hung by a thread!
The arrow was too fast!
But Sui Yi didn't move, because a glimmer of light landed on the arrow..
Clang~
The arrow shattered!
A diamond-shaped flying dart spun back, landing on the tips of two slender and beautiful fingers, trapped between them—a pair of Dan Kou Lan smoke-like eyebrows, thin lips, a tall figure standing in the doorway, elongated by light and shadow.
But that tranquil, delicate face was the same as when they parted in the teahouse.
There stood Yhan Qingwu, holding the flying dart between her fingers, saying softly, "It seems I've arrived just in time."
"Heh~~" Zhuang Ziliu laughed, while Ah Guna continued to be expressionless, even with his back turned to Yhan Qingwu, even though this seemingly frail and noble lady was strong enough to kill him in an instant!
