C654 Mt xu ziling

Yang Youji's arrows had a hundred percent chance of hitting home. Although I was hiding behind the firewood, my heart said that it wouldn't be a long term plan.

Yu Ji's little face had already turned completely pale, and she looked extremely afraid.

As for Pan Han, he trembled in fear, his head drenched with sweat.

I took a deep breath, picked up a piece of wood, and tossed it up.

Suddenly