Xiao Qi felt nothing to be afraid of. Even if it was a bow and arrow, now the distance between him and Guan Yu is about six or seven meters. This distance, even if Guan Yu's arrow is missed, Xiao Qi can escape in time. Xiao Qi is confident of his own speed.

Besides, there's no need for Guan Yu to really act on him. They are friends, not enemies. Guan Yu took the crossbow and pointed at the rice bowl on Xiao Qi's head.

"Buzz... Thump... "

There was a buzz in the air of an arrow landslide, and the little seven moments of instant fright closed their eyes....