Su Cheng asked, "Do you want to leave him alive?"
Su Mo glanced at the peach forest, his eyes flashing with excitement.
"No need. I'll catch him myself."
After Xiahou Yan entered the peach forest, he quickly sensed the archers lying in ambush.
The rain of arrows was too dense just now, making people think that there was an army stationed there.
It turned out that there were only 50 archers.
The corners of Xiahou Yan's lips curled up. "The archery skills of the Great Zhou are quite interesting."
Qingyan said, "I'll kill them!"
Xiahou Yan said, "Just use poison."
"I understand!"
Qingyan took out a few porcelain bottles, unplugged them, and rushed toward the archers with the Thunderbolt Beads.
A series of explosions came from not far away, followed right on the heels of screams.
Xiahou Yan closed his eyes in enjoyment.
Qingyan returned to Xiahou Yan's side after injecting the poison.
