Facing the outstretched arm in the sarcophagus, everyone was stunned. They didn't expect that the corpse lying in the sarcophagus was actually alive!
The woman sat up from the sarcophagus, as if waking up from a big dream, stretched out her arms, took a deep breath, and then turned to look at Han Lang and the others.
This is a woman in her thirties, a little older, but well maintained, her skin is still white, she has long black hair like a waterfall, she is wearing a long white dress, and she looks good, with a kind of elegance in her gestures.
He stared at Han Lang carefully. At this moment, Han Lang was holding a black longbow in his hand. The longbow was originally pressed on top of the sarcophagus. There were no arrows or strings. Han Lang picked it up in a hurry and used it as a stick. .
"Why? Why can you pick up Feiyu?" The middle-aged woman asked Han Lang.
"You mean this bow?" Han Lang asked, raising Fei Yu, who he used as a stick.
"Yes." The middle-aged woman affirmed.
Han Lang said disapprovingly, "It's just a broken bow and arrow, anyone can pick it up."
The middle-aged woman shook her head and said, "Try with someone else."
Han Lang casually gave Jian Jia the bow and arrow.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Han Lang's hand left the bow, Jian Jia felt extremely heavy, and immediately let go of it, causing the long bow to fall to the ground.
Han Lang and the others didn't know what to do, Jian Jia tried to pick up the bow again, exhausted all his strength, but failed, this weird bow and arrow was still lying on the ground motionless.
Han Lang was shocked. He stretched out his hand, but the black longbow was grabbed immediately. Han Lang felt that the bow was not heavy at all, but he didn't understand why Jian Jia couldn't hold it.
Luo Ying tilted her head and tried again. The little girl was so tired that she was sweating, but she couldn't move the bow and arrow, so she had to spread her arms helplessly. [Literature Building]
At this point, everyone understood that there must be something weird about this bow and arrow, otherwise why was only Han Lang able to hold it
Han Lang even imagined that the bow was pressed on the sarcophagus. Is it because of this reason that this middle-aged woman of unknown origin was sealed up
It seemed that he had saved her inadvertently.
"This bow is quite magical, but it's broken, and it doesn't even have a bow string." Han Lang muttered in a low voice.
This was heard by the elegant middle-aged woman, he frowned slightly, shook his head and said: "It's really strange, you don't even know how to use Feiyu, but you can pick it up."
"To tell you the truth, the flying feather bow has no strings and no arrows. There is a circular seal in the center of the flying feather. You hold the middle of the flying feather and point your thumb at the seal to try again."
For strangers, Han Lang should be full of vigilance, but for some reason, Han Lang doesn't think this middle-aged woman is a threat in his heart, maybe it's his intuition.
After hearing this, Han Lang followed the method the middle-aged woman taught him, holding Feiyu with his left hand, and then lightly pressed his thumb on the seal.
Bass~
A miraculous scene happened, a white light emitted from both ends of the longbow, like a silver-white bowstring. [Literature Building]
Han Lang tried to draw the bow with his right hand, and the bowstring of light was unfurled, which was extremely heavy. At this moment, Han Lang had almost exhausted his energy due to a fierce battle, so even if he tried his best and his face began to twitch, he could only draw the bowstring by five points one.
Bass~
As soon as Han Lang let go, a white light came out!
Energy Arrow!
The arrow made of white light looks like a feather. The flying white feather rushed straight into the distance, opened a hole in the wall of the hall, and then encountered the outer layer of the diamond structure. It still did not stagnate, breaking the extremely strong Diamonds come out of the outer layer! Straight into the sky!
Han Lang was dumbfounded.
Artifact!
Compared to the lost star-binding python, this flying feather is much stronger!
No bowstring, no arrows, but you can shoot through the sky!
Even the solid diamond structure can't stop the penetrating power of the flying feather arrow. If such an existence is not a divine weapon, there will probably be no divine weapon in the world!
It's just that Han Lang also vaguely felt that although Feiyu was strong, it needed a strong energy support. Even if he was in a complete victory period, he might only shoot one or two arrows at most. Using this artifact required a strong energy foundation.
Han Lang looked at the middle-aged woman, and saw that her face was getting colder, and her gaze towards Han Lang became less friendly, and he muttered to himself, "So you can drive Feiyu!"
Han Lang grabbed Fei Yu tightly. At first, he was unwilling to hand over the artifact and ran away. Now Han Lang was almost dead poor. The continuous fierce battle exhausted almost all of Han Lang's resources and cards.
On the other hand, it was because he saw hatred in the woman's eyes, and he became alert.
I saw this middle-aged woman slowly crawling out of the sarcophagus, I don't know how she was born, even she crawled more gracefully than others.
She walked towards Han Lang step by step, and asked forcefully, "Who are you, and why can you use Feiyu?"
Han Lang frowned slightly, he didn't know how to explain it, and he didn't know why he could use this bow.
Seeing the woman's face getting colder and colder, Heidan suddenly came back.
This fat guy killed the famous black eyes with the most violent means, and then came to Han Lang's side brazenly, with a fat belly and a proud face, as if he was showing off to Han Lang.
"How? The guy who almost killed you is not my opponent at all! Am I stronger than you?"
Han Lang habitually flicked Heidan's head with his fingers, and said with a smile, "Little thing, you did a good job."
Han Lang has always been very kind to Ghost Claw, Devil Claw, and Silver Fox. If Silver Fox was praised by Han Lang like this, he would be very happy.
But Heidan is different, he is a proud speed-type soul beast with golden pupils!
little things
After hearing this, Heidan immediately became angry and stared at Han Lang.
"What do you want?" Han Lang frowned, feeling that Heidan was a little clueless. He clearly loved him, so why was he still angry at him
Han Lang didn't understand the habits of soul beasts at all, and he was still dealing with Heidan the same way he used to deal with silver foxes.
rumbling~
Jian Jia, Luo Ying, and the mysterious middle-aged woman were all dumbfounded.
One person and one black egg, the two of them fought!
"Fuck! You actually bit my ear!"
"See if I don't teach you a lesson today!"
"Kindly don't tear my hair out!"
Not long after, Heidan flashed his fat little wings, flew up, and patted his little paws proudly.
Looking at Han Lang again, he was beaten up by Heidan, his face was scratched, a few strands of his hair were torn off, and there were a row of thin teeth marks on his ears.
Han Lang obviously couldn't beat Heidan. Heidan could fly, was faster, and had greater strength. He was simply a perfect fighter without any shortcomings.
Of course, the two of them didn't really fight, neither of them used their trump card, it was like a battle between two friends.
Girls often can't understand the thinking mode of men. Even the best friends will fight first when they meet, and then drink and eat meat together, as if nothing happened. These are normal things between men.
Hey~
When the middle-aged woman saw Han Lang who was beaten into a pig-headed three, she sighed softly, her eyes softened, and she said to herself: "Forget it, no matter what, you are the one who protected me. After all, we I owe you my life."
"By the way, my name is Yuelinda."
"My name is Han Lang, and this is Jian Jia and Luo Ying." Han Lang introduced politely.
Seeing Han Lang holding Feiyu tightly, Yue Linda asked in a deep voice, "Do you want to know the secret of this Feiyu?" (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please visit m.wenxue6.com to read more Excellent reading experience.