Xie Yan glanced at Lin Mingyang without emotion, then raised his hand and pulled out the long arrow nailed to the target.

The dark gold-drawn arrow turned a beautiful and neat arc between his slender fingers, and then he pressed it against Lin Mingyang's neck.

The cold edge presses on the artery on the neck side, and the unique metal texture at the arrow rubs against the warm skin, bringing an extremely strong and real touch, silent and extremely shocking.

Lin Mingyang's limbs were stiff, his fingers were cold, and the blood in his body seemed to be frozen by an invisible cold, and his whole body seemed to be falling into an ice cave.

Xie Yan leaned over slightly, and the arrow pressed slowly downwards against the skin on his neck.

"Classmate, remember to stay away from my girl." He sneered in an unknown way, his deep and cold eyebrows and eyes were a little gloomy, and the black eyes under the black eyelashes looked even thinner and colder than the snow in the cold winter. "Next time, I will be serious."

As he finished speaking, Lin Mingyang felt the pressure on his neck suddenly decrease.

He subconsciously bowed his head.

The long arrow against the neck has been taken back by Xie Yan.

With a ting dong, the long arrow fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

Lin Mingyang stretched out his hand and touched the skin on his neck. Then a slight tingling sensation came from the skin, and a slight scar seemed to be scratched there.

The feeling of oppression gradually disappeared, and the belated reflex arc seemed to have resumed its operation. Lin Mingyang breathed a sigh of relief in cold sweat, then his legs and feet became weak, and he suddenly collapsed on the ground.

...

After leaving the archery field, the sharp and perverse oppressive feeling of Xie Yan's body gradually dissipated.

Lin Er was still in a state of not coming back to his senses from the scene just now. He was dazed by Xie Yan's wrist, and walked out in a daze like a kitten being picked up by someone.

In fact, Lin Er rarely sees his appearance, with a cold and depressing aura all over his body, as if he has sharp thorns, and even a little more aggressive in his eyes, like some kind of large beast waiting to be hunted in the night.

Xie Yan put one hand in his coat and looked at her slightly with his head tilted.

His long, thick eyelashes drooped down at the right time, covering up all the emotions in his eyes just right, making people less than a single glance.

After walking for a while, Xie Yan suddenly stopped without any warning.

Lin Er split his god, but did not notice his movements, and still walked forward mechanically.

As a result, he crashed into his arms without any surprise.

Xie Yan was tall and the two had a significant height difference. Lin Er bumped into his head, and his forehead hit his chin, and he directly made her hiss.

She subconsciously reached out and covered her head, and raised her head in confusion.

After meeting his unpredictable eyes, she hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice: "Why did you stop suddenly?"

Xie Yan didn't say anything, but just looked at her quietly.

I don’t know if I was scared, but the little girl’s expression was rarely confused, as if she had not recovered for a long time.

His eyes suddenly became dark.

After a while, he whispered: "Er, I told you last time. If you are afraid, remember to stay away from now on, which is something you don't want to."
Chapter completed!