Tan Yunjian heavily fell to the ground.
He was covered with arrows, looking at the night sky, and let out a low laugh.
Laughing and laughing, several mouthfuls of fresh blood sprayed out, running down his jaw and flowing into his neck.
He seemed not to feel the pain, his lips moving as if he was saying something.
Qi Wuya looked down at him from above.
He could still laugh at a time like this?
He furrowed his brows, curiously walking over.
He wanted to hear clearly what he was saying.
Just as he stepped within half a step of him.
The man who had just been lying on the ground suddenly sprang up, pulled out an arrow from his body and stabbed it straight into Qi Wuya's abdomen.
"Mr. Jiu!"
Han Chen was shocked and horrified!
Everyone was stunned by this sudden turn of events.
Tan Yunjian seemed to have gone mad, pressing down hard on the arrow, even pinning Qi Wuya's body against the palace wall.
Qi Wuya's complexion was deathly pale, in too much pain to utter a word.
