She has a super memory, and she turned around very quickly in her mind, and suddenly pointed at Feng Yiying and shouted: "Hey, sister! I have seen this person in my dream, well, he is the one with the palace I told you

In the dream. In the dream, he seemed to be surrounded by many people and I seemed to have stabbed him... Haha, I didn’t expect him to be a real person. Do you think it’s strange?” When I turned around, I saw my sister’s face was pale.

His face seemed to be crying and smiling, he seemed to be extremely sad, and he seemed to be extremely weak. He couldn't help but be surprised: "Sister, what's wrong with you? Why do you look like this? Who bullied you? I will avenge you! My skills have recovered now.

I'm not afraid of that damn Bai Zimo anymore... and I won't be afraid of anyone. No one can bully us..." She babbled and laughed, looking very proud. But Yi Qingchen suddenly pulled her away.

He stopped her and said in her ear: "Zi Chen, save those people!" She pointed at Feng Yiying and them. Her voice was very low, and she used the secret language exclusive to the Yi family. Others did not hear it.

However, Ling Yunhan seemed to realize that something was wrong and shouted urgently: "Two princesses, come here quickly, my subordinates are going to shoot arrows!" Although Yi Zichen couldn't figure out the relationship between these people, he also knew

This was not the time to ask questions. Seeing the rows of bows and arrows about to be shot, she suddenly smiled and shook her hand and threw out seven or eight colorful talismans. These talismans were spinning rapidly in the air like meteors, which was really beautiful.

The archers didn't know what tricks she was playing, and they were all stunned. Ling Yunhan suddenly woke up and couldn't care about anything anymore. He shouted: "Shoot quickly!" The archers were so frightened.

Jumping, the arrow in his hand subconsciously shot out! Almost at the same time, there was a loud noise in mid-air, and the talismans suddenly exploded. Countless white mist emerged from the air, scattered in all directions, and filled the entire col in an instant.

.The fog was rising quickly and thickly, and it was difficult to distinguish human figures half a foot apart. Those archers were afraid of hurting their own people, so how could they dare to shoot arrows randomly? The fog felt wet and thick, and people could not distinguish them.
Chapter completed!