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Sang Yu sat on the horse somewhat bashfully. At this time, she was wearing a light green long skirt and her hair was braided with a black braid. There was still that green hairpin stuck in the top of her head. This was something that she would never change for no matter what.

Usually, Sang Yu would dress up like a man, but Wu Ming insisted on dressing her in these girls' clothes, which made her extremely unaccustomed to it.

The light green cheongsam that Sang Yu was wearing was changed out by Zi Yuan overnight. It was extremely awkward for Sang Yu when wearing it, especially the dress that was extremely uncomfortable on the horse's back.

Sang Yu couldn't help but roll her eyes at Wu Ming.

You look so much better than you did before. Wu Ming was actually a little proud of his masterpiece when he saw it. He felt that this was what a girl should look like. Although Sang Yu was a little different from the girls he saw in the Sword City.

Where are we going?

Wu Ming looked at the little girl who was following him around. This was the first time she asked him where he was going. Wu Ming laughed and said, while looking into the distance: I'm going to find a friend, and I heard that he lives in a group of Sea of Sands.

You said that your friend is Song Zhong, right? Sang Yu blinked her eyes as though she knew everything.

Wu Ming reined in his horse: How did you know?

I've seen him before, and I have a good memory.

I heard that children have a good memory.

The second time I saw you, you were together. With that kind of cultivation method and Sea of Sands s, he could only be a person with Ghost Clan.

Wu Ming began to look at the little girl in front of him. Whether it was the secret manual or the mysterious Song Zhong, both of them had a profound understanding of him. This girl could accurately point out the problem of his cultivation technique on her second try. Sang Yu had only seen Song Zhong a few times.

But before that?

Wait?

Right now, it is not very convenient for our group of a dozen people. This King needs to wait for Mister's signal.

Wu Ming took out a hairpin from his chest pocket. It was a completely oily white jade hairpin, full of ingredients.

So beautiful.

Wu Ming intended to pull out the green hairpin that was made of an unknown material from Sang Yu's head, but he was blocked by Sang Yu: This hairpin cannot be pulled out.

The women that This King gave are all fighting for it, how can they be like you.

Wu Ming pushed Sang Yu's hand away, but did not take down the green hairpin from her head.

You know what? If we Swordsmen sell slaves, we will put a grass mark on the head of the slave.

Grass marks? Sang Yu looked at Wu Ming with a puzzled expression.

Now that you have This King's hairpin on your head, you are This King's person.

I am not a slave. Sang Yu glared at Wu Ming, but couldn't bear to pull the beautiful hairpin off his head. Just as Sang Yu was staring at her, she suddenly looked behind Wu Ming.

It was a black arrow, and was shooting towards Wu Ming from a few hundred meters away.

The range of an ordinary arrow was one hundred and fifty meters. Any arrow over 150 meters in height would not have much destructive power. Not only was the arrow several hundred meters away, there were also countless trees and rocks in the middle.

It was an arrow shot by a cultivator. The black arrow brought along the powerful Soul Power and broke through the trees a few hundred meters away, and the trees that were directly struck by the Soul Power were smashed into pieces that flew everywhere.

Be careful!

Sang Yu suddenly jumped up from her horse and threw Wu Ming onto the ground. Wu Ming looked at Sang Yu in shock: This … This... He originally wanted to say that this was too enthusiastic, but before she could finish, she was stunned by the scene before him.

The tree in front of him was smashed to pieces by a black whirlwind. Finally, he saw that it was a black arrow that was embedded in a gray stone not far away.

Are you all right?

Sang Yu stared at the right front of Wu Ming and said: "Be careful, he is here."

Wu Ming followed Sang Yu's gaze. There was nothing there other than a patch of green forest.

He was about two hundred meters away from us. He was a Primary Tier Imperial Advisor, and he had two weapons with him. Arrows and swords.

Be careful! Sang Yu once again roughly lowered her head.

Bam!

Soil and grass were sent flying everywhere by the airflow.

An extremely cold and arrogant cultivator slowly walked out, his gaze filled with pride. The man held a dark red bow in his hand, a grey-white quiver on his left waist, and an azure long sword on his right.

He spoke coldly, "I didn't expect you to be able to dodge two of my arrows."

As a powerful Archer Master, hiding in the forest and assassinating others was his best choice. But he really couldn't help himself and wanted to see how the Ming Prince avoided his pursuit.

No one had ever been able to avoid his arrows even several hundred meters away. Even though he was a powerful Archer Master, he had never been able to isolate himself from many trees and rocks since he was young. He relied on his own sect's secret cultivation technique to sense the aura of his enemies, and the person in front of him was only a beginner National Scholar cultivator.

An initial stage National Scholar against an initial stage State Grandmaster was definitely going to be defeated, so there was no difference between the Wu Ming in the eyes of a strong Archer Master and a corpse. The fourteen-year-old girl beside Ming Prince was even more so an ordinary person, not even a cultivator.

When the had released his second arrow just now, he realized that the one who had dodged his arrow was not Ming Prince, but the normal girl beside him.

With your bow and arrow. Ming Prince Wu Ming looked at the Archer Master in front of him and said: "There's still that distance just now, so it should be the best range.

Ming Prince Wu Ming didn't call himself this king in front of Archer Master, and he didn't want to reveal his identity in front of Archer Master. But regardless of the identity of this Archer Master, it was clear that his target was him.

Hahahaha... How ridiculous, do you think you are my match?

I'd really like to know what made you give up your best range and appear in front of me.

Do you know that the Imperial Advisor has never been able to dodge my arrows? The powerful Archer Master threw away the dark red bow in his hand and the bow fell to the ground with a loud thud. Indeed, what the Ming Prince said was not false. If a Archer Master was too close to their target, they would lose the advantage of being bow and arrow. The powerful Archer Master's tone was still cold and detached: "So, you must die under my sword."