It was raining cats and dogs. Ye Luo's hair style became very messy. Looking at the barbarians who were still rushing forward behind him, he raised his mouth and then sneered again.
"Ah..."
The horse kept running, and Ye Luo's shoulder was already full of blood. At this time, Ye Luo looked at the arrow, his face was cold, and then he made a crazy move.
He will pull out the arrow!
The barbarians looked at Yeluo from afar, but they were puzzled. What was he doing? In the midst of doubt, they heard a roar like a wild animal. Yeluo had already held the arrow in his hand.
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