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Chapter 102 Black Cloak

Nan Wan, who witnessed all this, was stunned. She never expected that someone could jump so high while wrapped in a ball.

But he was sweating from being chased just now, and the sudden alternation of cold and heat made his sweat-soaked clothes instantly freeze into ice cubes.

Stealing chicken will not lose rice!

Nan Wan, who witnessed all this in the room, watched with relish, and it should be Peng Jintang who just shot.

Nan Wan had a deep impression on this man, not only because he was handsome, with long blond hair and green eyes, he looked like a prince walking out of the forest, but also because of his superb arrow skills .

It is a piece of cake for Peng Jintang to walk through Yang with a hundred steps and take the head of the enemy thousands of miles away.

Most importantly, it is said that the arrows shot by Peng Jintang have another characteristic, that is, they will never stop before concentrating on the target, and they can even ignore all obstacles.

Seeing everything just now, Nan Wan felt that the legend seemed to be true.

At this moment, Nan Wan suddenly felt an ominous aura approaching them.

Nan Wan looked at her wrist. At this time, a bracelet woven with rope appeared on her wrist.

This is exactly the prop that can be predicted. According to different danger levels, it is divided into six levels: white, yellow, green, blue, red, and black.

At this time, the bracelet turned blood red, which just corresponded to her feeling just now.Outside the castle, a figure in a black cloak was slowly approaching.

Every time he took a step, there would be black footprints on the snow, and the surrounding crowd seemed to sense something, and they all consciously made way for him.

In this way, he walked towards the iron gate step by step.

The butler also showed vigilance when he saw the person coming. The coercion exuded by this person was comparable to those in the castle, which made him have to be vigilant.

When he came to the iron gate, the man slowly raised his hand. Just as the butler was about to say something, the black cloak slowly raised his head.

They were a pair of black eyes with no whites. After being glanced at, the housekeeper was too scared to say anything. Just now, he clearly felt the killing intent of this person. As long as he opened his mouth to stop him, he would be fine. Some killed themselves.

From under the black cloak, an overly white hand reached out, and then gently placed it on the iron door.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the originally indestructible iron gate slowly melted like ice cream.

With the disappearance of the iron gate, cold air instantly poured into the castle, and the flowers that were blooming turned into ice sculptures in an instant.

The black cloak just glanced casually at the flowers and plants that had been frozen into ice sculptures, and slightly raised his thin lips, "This kind of courtyard is more suitable for this castle!"

At this moment, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes as dark as night stared straight at the direction where Nan Wan was.

Looking at those eyes, Nan Wan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and waved at him, slightly parting her lips, and said in a voice that only she could hear, "Good luck!"

Because at this moment, more than a dozen arrows glowing with cold light were yelling at him to fly away.

The sound of piercing the sky sounded again, but in the face of Nanwan's kind reminder, the black cloak didn't seem to take it seriously, and his eyes were still fixed on Nanwan.

The flying arrows arrived instantly, but all of them disappeared the moment they touched the black cloak!
(End of this chapter)