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With a low growl, he activated his innate totem and charged towards Song Qianshu.
His roar had an extraordinary momentum, but after running for two steps, his movements suddenly became stiff. The black gas instantly covered his face and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of black blood. The tall one suddenly realized something and looked at his waist. His eyes were wide open as he let out a scream of despair and fear!
His wound didn't stop bleeding as he had expected. Instead, streams of black blood flowed out!
Not only him, but the other two young nobles that had activated their totem tattoos were the same!
"Silver poison?!"
"Heavens! It's a Silver Poison! High-grade Silver Poison!"
"The best silver poison …"
The three youths wailed in pain and fell to the ground in despair.
Song Qianshu confirmed his deduction, but he didn't know what to say.
One had to know that the arrows shot out by the eagles were elemental energy arrows and not physical arrows. Therefore, the silver poison could not be applied to the arrows. One had to use a secret technique to activate it and allow the silver poison to remain in the bow before it could be activated. The only people who knew of this method were the archers of the military!
How did Cheng Qing know?
Song Qianshu looked in the direction Cheng Qing disappeared in.
There was no Cheng Qing there.
However, he could feel the aura left behind by the other party.
One thing was for him to flirt with others, but the other was for him to conceal his skills and his reputation!
From start to finish, Cheng Qing didn't show his face and didn't let anyone see him. He used the eagle-shooting arrows that appeared like ghosts to announce his arrival. Seven arrows in a row, he turned the tide of the battle in one go, and before anyone could recover, he put away his longbow and left.
His sudden arrival and departure were even more abrupt. He looked like a dragon that could not be seen, as if he had not stirred up a cloud. However, three of the wolfwalkers with the strongest combat power had died under his thunderous attack. This allowed Song Qianshu and the others to take the initiative to take the initiative in the battle!
Such a magnificent feat should have been celebrated and thanked by the crowd, but Cheng Qing left without even asking for military merits.
Even with Song Qianshu's experience, he still felt it was inconceivable.
However, he did not stop. Together with Song Xuejun, he launched a counterattack at the wolfman.
The wolfman, who had lost his power, was no longer able to defeat Song Qianshu and the others. He did not last long before he threw the corpses to the ground and began to scatter, fleeing in a sorry state.
After settling the battle, Song Qianshu did not reap any military merits. He did not even have time to heal his wounds before he flew to the big tree where Cheng Qing was sitting and looked left and right.
He knew that he was destined to not be able to see Cheng Qing, but he just wanted to come and see.
Song Qianshu took out a snow-white radish and bit into it.
"Cheng Qing..." You saved us, but why didn't you show yourself? Is it because of our previous conflict? " When he thought here, Song Qianshu let out a bitter laugh.
Strangely, he hadn't seen Cheng Qing from the very beginning, but he was sure of Cheng Qing's identity from the moment he shot the first arrow.
"Big brother." Song Xuejun came to Song Qianshu's side and looked up with her delicate and flawless face. "That archer just now, was he that guy? That Cheng Qing guy? "
Song Qianshu chewed on the radish and laughed, "You noticed it too?"
"En!" Song Xuejun nodded heavily, "Although I didn't see him, I felt it!"
"Feel?" This answer surprised Song Qianshu. Of course he knew that his little sister was not as sharp as him. She could judge the opponent's identity from the angle, timing, and style of the arrow.
"Just feeling!" Song Xuejun's little face was full of seriousness and seriousness, "But brother, why did he save us? We were enemies before! "
Song Qianshu was unable to answer this question. Although they were all people from the Western Paradise, wasn't it rare for them to kill each other?
Song Xuejun heaved a sigh of relief as he sat on the treetop. With his head lowered and his face covered with his hands, he said with a worried expression, "Brother, I think we were wrong. If it wasn't for that guy, we would be dead for sure... Well, he's a good man! But we actually had a conflict with him, and even sent guards to ambush him. We really made a mistake! "
Song Qianshu looked into the distance and continued to eat the radishes one after another. He quickly finished one and took out another before continuing to bite down hard.
After a long while, Song Qianshu said, "If fate allows it, we will definitely repay today's favor."
"You must return it!" I have to apologize to him! Our Song Family is a family of poetry and book etiquette, it's not the same as the Liang Family! " Song Xuejun nodded solemnly.