Chapter 10 - 8: Falling into a Desperate Situation Again_1
At this moment, it was too late for Qin Feiyang to dodge! A touch of madness flared in his eyes. Gripping his dagger, he met the three oncoming arrows.
CLANG!!!
Sparks flew as two arrows were deflected. They grazed past his ears, leaving two stinging, bloody scratches on his face! However, the third arrow, with a sickening PFFT, embedded itself in his right shoulder!
Simultaneously, he lifted his left leg. The three arrows meant for the Wolf King pierced through his calf, lodging between the bones. Blood gushed out!
The intense pain contorted Qin Feiyang's face! He gritted his teeth, wrenched the arrow from his shoulder, and stabbed it into the ground to support himself as he scanned the area before him.
"White-Eyed Wolf," Qin Feiyang said in a low, urgent voice, "I know you're weak right now, but whether we can escape depends on you. I saved your life; don't you dare leave me behind."
Before his words even faded, a man in black robes emerged from a patch of bushes a hundred meters away. From another thicket behind him, a young woman also stepped out.
Both appeared to be around eighteen or nineteen years old and were quite good-looking; the woman beautiful, the man handsome. Their clothes, made of silk, clearly marked them as disciples from prominent families.
Lin Gu! Lin Guo! Qin Feiyang recognized them, his pupils constricting.
He was familiar with these two; they were from the younger generation of the Lin family. Both were Seven-star Martial Artists. Even if I weren't injured, he thought, I'd be no match for them, let alone now.
Each carried a pitch-black iron bow. Lin Guo's was slightly smaller, and she had a quiver with a dozen or so gleaming, sharp arrows on her back.