When the feather enters the picture, it becomes a sharp arrow and flies straight to us.

I only heard a sound of wind. It brushed my neck, and the blood immediately came out.

I looked at the picture in surprise and touched the dried blood stains on my neck. How could this happen?

"what's the matter?" Xiuhong Mian is small enough to hear the breath.

he saw it! He saw the arrow! With his martial arts, how could he not escape that arrow? But he didn't help me. Why?

"it's ok..." In the picture, I press there tightly for fear that the blood will flow down to let xiuhongmian know...