The arrow didn't have a sharp arrowhead, but Peng sanlang felt as if it had pierced through his heart. His heart was bleeding.
He clutched his chest and looked at Gu Xin in disbelief.
Gu Xin smiled and continued to walk forward. She snatched the arrow from the quiver on Peng sanlang's waist and said calmly, " "Third brother Peng, we're enemies, how could you let your guard down? Also, like I told you before, there's no end to liking me. You'll get hurt."
Peng sanlang pouted.
Gu Xin finished loading the arrow and stretched out her hand, " "Third brother Peng, are you going to hand over the flag you obtained, or should I call people over to search for it?"
Peng sanlang felt that his broken heart was crushed into pieces once again.
