The sound of drums full of primitive wildness is getting closer and closer, and there are more and more armed guards around. Where the drums sound, several bonfires are burning, and the air is filled with the smell of strong alcohol and mutton.

fragrance.

Along the way, some soldiers looked in awe of Vaniel.

There are several checkpoints on the way to the bonfire party. Except for Fannie, who has a distinguished status and can carry weapons, some VIPs are not allowed to carry weapons.

Zhou Sen had a long bow in his hand, but no one tried to make things difficult for Zhou Sen, because his bow without arrow feathers was just a decoration.

Close!

Getting closer!

Even though Zhou Sen used "quiet" to control his thinking, his mood was still extremely excited.

At this time, Zhou Sen was almost clinging to Fan Nier, following every step.

Fan Ni'er seemed to have noticed Zhou Sen's nervousness, thinking that Zhou Sen was excited to see King Zuo Xian, and would turn around and smile at Zhou Sen from time to time to express comfort.

Seeing Fan Nier's sweet smile, Zhou Sen's heart sank inexplicably.

Feel sorry!

Zhou Sen looked at that graceful back and sighed.

For the sake of peace, for the common people of the Han Empire, and to avoid the destruction of this planet, I can only sacrifice you...

…

Zhou Sen found excuses to convince himself.

"Zhou Sen, we're here." Fan Ni'er stopped and held Zhou Sen's hand.

"Um."

At this time, the two of them had reached the edge of the bonfire party. The monstrous flames soared into the sky, and the orange-red flames illuminated the grassland like daylight.

The security is extremely tight, it can be said that there are three steps, one post, five steps and one sentry.

Zhou Sen's heart was beating violently, and a pair of sharp eyes searched the crowd.

Master Feng!

Hu Yansheng!

There is also a woman wearing a black outfit.

Grand Master Feng and Hu Yansheng were sitting together and whispering, while the woman in black attire was looking in Zhou Sen's direction.

There was a black long bow beside the woman in black clothes. Zhou Sen judged from this that she must be Zhilan's fellow junior sister, the one who shot and injured Zhilan that night.

Zhou Sen's eyes only paused for a moment and immediately searched for King Zuo Xian.

The position of King Zuoxian is very obvious.

At the top of the bonfire party, there is a middle-aged man wearing a golden crown. Although the man is just sitting cross-legged quietly, his shape is like a dragon and a tiger, and the expression between his eyebrows gives people a look of disdain.

The spirit of king.

There is no doubt that that person is King Zuoxian. Only someone who has been giving orders for a long time can have that kind of power.

Zhou Sen's hand holding the longbow was almost sweating as he decided when to take action.

"Master..." a delicate voice shouted from a distance.

Zhou Sen suddenly thought that since the woman in black clothes was from the same sect as Zhilan, that meant that Fan Nier was her master.

No wonder she kept looking in this direction, it turned out that she was looking for Fannie'er.

not good!

Zhou Sen suddenly broke into a cold sweat and was soaked to the skin.

The woman in black clothes was sitting beside Grand Master Feng and Hu Yansheng, and her shout would definitely attract their attention.

In the midst of the lightning and flint, Zhou Sen looked towards Grand Master Feng and Hu Yansheng.

really!

When Master Feng and Hu Yansheng heard the woman in black clothes calling master, they immediately looked in the direction of Zhou Sen. Although Zhou Sen was standing behind Fan Ni'er, he was nearly a head taller than Fan Ni'er.

Coupled with his burly Han face, he stood out from the crowd and was immediately noticed.

Time seemed to freeze in an instant.

Master Feng and Hu Yansheng both looked stunned. Obviously, they did not expect Zhou Sen to show up here.

Opportunities are fleeting.

"Monk!" Zhou Sen shouted secretly.

Without any hesitation, Zhou Sen took a step forward, opened his big hand, grasped a cluster of arrow feathers in Fannier's arrow pot, and pulled it out. Then, "Jing" combined with the art of Yi Arrow spread across the grassland, locking the target. Bow and arrow...

The speed was so fast that no one expected that Zhou Sen would burst out and hurt someone. When someone reacted, the arrows turned into a black line in the air and shot towards Master Feng and Hu Yansheng.

The faces of Master Feng and Hu Yansheng suddenly changed color. They saw that there was an evil spirit attached to the sharp arrow. The arrow was in the air, and the evil spirit arrived first. In an instant, a fierce cold wind swept around Master Feng... …

Master Feng suddenly stood up, an invisible shield standing out of thin air.

There was a loud "Peng" sound.

The sharp arrow containing the power of martial arts hit the invisible giant shield, making an earth-shattering cracking sound.

Almost everyone's eyes fell in the direction of Master Feng, and no one noticed that Zhou Sen had not finished shooting the arrows in his hand, and there were still three more.

Three sharp arrows shot out from the string, making no sound.

The art of shooting arrows!

It's a long story, but actually, the moment the three sharp arrows left the string, Zhou Sen started shooting a series of arrow feathers that hit Grand Master Feng's invisible shield.

This time, the target of the three sharp arrows was not Master Feng.

King Zuoxian!

The three silent arrows drew a bright line in the void like ghosts. That line was beautiful, simple, and full of power. It made people amazed, fascinated by it, and moved by it... …

Seeing the sharp black arrow that was like a gentleman rushing towards him, King Zuo Xian's hole suddenly enlarged. He had no time to think about it, because all his mind was focused on the direction of Grand Master Feng. He never thought in his dreams that he would is the real goal.

Master Feng and several masters around him were disturbed by Shi Danling's evil spirit and cut off their ears and eyes. They knew that Zhou Sen's target was not him at all. When he realized that he had no time to rescue, he could only watch the three soldiers. A sharp arrow shot at King Zuoxian.

Behind King Zuo Xian, a group of burly men holding giant shields reacted immediately, but they could not miss the arrows fast enough. The only thing they could do was to throw the giant shields in their hands at the three sharp steel arrows.

puff!

puff!

puff!

Three sharp arrows penetrated several giant shields. Under the terrifying impact, the giant shields actually fell apart and turned into countless fragments...

There were three heart-rending muffled sounds, and three sharp black arrows that penetrated the giant shield were all nailed into the chest of King Zuo Xian. His whole person was like a sculpture, with an incredible expression on his face. That expression was frozen in face.

"Your Majesty!"

Countless figures rushed toward King Zuo Xian, forming layers of human shields in the air.

Unfortunately, they were late, and all they covered was a lifeless corpse.

Zhou Sen did not see this scene. He did not even see King Zuo Xian being shot to death. After he shot the sharp arrow in his hand, Shi Danling reminded him to run away quickly because Shi Dan had not yet refined the Yin Yang Ship. Dan Ling was no match for Master Feng. Although he protected Zhou Sen, he was severely injured the moment he confronted Master Feng and hid in the Yin-Yang ship to recuperate.

Zhou Sen's speed is unparalleled in the world.

In this vast and dark grassland, no one except the immortal cultivators can catch up with Zhou Sen.

Zhou Sen just wanted to leave the scene as soon as possible, and he didn't even see Fan Nier's despairing expression.

When Zhou Sen disappeared into the darkness, Fannier knelt down on the grassland with a plop, like a lifeless sculpture, her eyes dull and empty, as if a force had sucked away all her life in an instant. …

A group of wolf-like guards pinned the respected Master Yi Jian to the ground without mercy.

Fannie'er didn't struggle, her delicate body that was once as passionate as fire seemed to turn into a lifeless zombie in an instant.

A moment ago, Fannie'er was still constructing a beautiful blueprint of being with Zhou Sen in her mind, but in just a few breaths, Zhou Sen shattered all her dreams and future, and her head was pressed into the soil. In the middle of the night, Fannier stared blankly at the dark sky. She heard the sound of horse hooves, the shouts of killing, and the screams...

King Zuo Xian's camp suddenly fell into a sea of ​​fire without warning.

Countless tents caught fire at the same time, and soldiers rushed back and forth to the lake to fetch water to put out the fire. The entire camp was in chaos.

This is a trap.

A perfect trap.

And her archery master Fannier is just a tool to be used, and all the sweet words and tenderness are outright lies.

Time seemed to have stood still.

There is no greater sorrow than the death of one's heart.

Fan Ni'er slowly closed her eyes, and two lines of clear tears flowed from her eyes. The tears rolled down in the grass and on the grassland...

…

Zhou Sen did not escape.
To be continued...