funbook-pk Chapter 127 The Love and Career of the Beautiful Ghost Hunter 43
Chapter 127 The Love and Career of the Beautiful Ghost Hunter 43
He deflected every arrow aimed at him with precision, making a crisp clanging sound.
His movements were steady and powerful, like an invincible war god protecting himself and those around him.
Luan Shayuan immediately entered battle mode.
He moved with lightning speed, weaving nimbly through the arrows.
He wielded his longsword, transforming it into a dazzling display of light and shadow, slicing through the arrows aimed at him one by one.
His eyes revealed courage and determination, as if nothing could stop him.
Just as Jun Sui had recovered his human form after solving the silk thread trap, he was attacked by this wave of arrows.
His eyes narrowed, and his hands quickly formed hand seals, instantly raising a powerful spiritual energy shield that added another layer of protection for everyone.
Yun Suisi quickly said, "Ayu, the three of you, quickly search around and see if there's anything we can hide in. This can't go on."
Upon hearing Yun Suisi's words, Yun Rancang nodded hastily.
His eyes revealed tension, but also a strong determination.
He turned to the other two beside him and shouted, "Come on, let's look for it quickly!"
The three immediately split up, carefully searching for every possible hiding place in this perilous environment.
Arrows continued to whistle and fly around, their sharp whistling sounds echoing incessantly, as if death itself was constantly urging them on.
Whoosh! — Whoosh! —
The arrows grazed past their ears, bringing with them a cool breeze that stung their cheeks.
Yun Rancang's heart pounded rapidly, as if it were about to leap out of his throat.
Their steps were hurried and disorderly, and they could easily be hit by the deadly rain of arrows if they were not careful.
Amidst the hail of arrows, Yun Rancang constantly dodged and weaved to avoid them.
As she frantically searched for possible hiding places, she couldn't help but shout:
"Holy crap, there are so many arrows, and they're flying so close together!"
It was like a torrential downpour, everywhere you looked, there was no way to escape it!
Her forehead was already covered with large beads of sweat, which rolled down her cheeks.
His eyes were filled with anxiety and helplessness, yet he dared not slacken in the slightest.
Just as everyone was busy and overwhelmed by the threat of the arrow rain, Jun Lique's eyes suddenly lit up thanks to his keen observation.
He noticed that a wall not far away looked a bit strange; its color was slightly darker than the surrounding walls, and when tapped lightly, it produced a hollow sound.
Jun Lique hurriedly shouted:
"Found it, here."
"Let's break it open; maybe there'll be a safe place behind it where we can hide!"
As he spoke, he quickly pulled out a tool he carried with him, ready to start chiseling at the wall.
Just then, the arrows that had been shooting wildly at the crowd like a swarm of bees suddenly stopped, as if they had received a command to stop.
The surroundings suddenly became much quieter, with only the slightly rapid breathing of the crowd due to tension remaining.
However, Yun Suisi knew that this moment of peace was nothing more than the calm before the storm.
His brows were furrowed, his eyes serious, and he urged on as he ran quickly toward Jun Li Que.
"Quickly, the next wave will be here soon."
We need to hurry and break through this wall so we can hide inside.
Otherwise, if another barrage of arrows comes, we'll be back in this passive, defensive position, and that would be truly dangerous!
His voice was exceptionally loud in the quiet environment, instantly making everyone's slightly relaxed hearts tense up again.
Upon hearing Yun Suisi's urgent urging, everyone's hearts tightened.
My nerves were instantly taut like a fully drawn bowstring, and I dared not delay for even the slightest moment.
They flocked towards Jun Li Que's location like a tidal wave.
Their expressions were solemn, their eyes filled with determination, as they worked together to break through the wall that might become their lifeline at this critical moment.
Jun Lique gripped the tools tightly in his hands, veins bulging on his forehead, and beads of sweat sliding down his cheeks, but he paid no attention to them.
He used all his strength with each strike, slamming his fist against the wall.
Each impact was accompanied by a dull thud, sending dust and debris flying everywhere, making it hard to keep one's eyes open.
Yun Rancang was already drenched in sweat.
She didn't bother to wipe away the beads of sweat that kept rolling down her forehead and almost blurred her vision.
With wide eyes, he alertly observed his surroundings like a startled cheetah, not missing a single rustling sound.
He swung whatever he could find as a tool with all his might, smashing it against the wall again and again.
They just wanted to help speed up the process of chiseling through the wall, as if if they were even a second slower, the Grim Reaper's scythe would mercilessly fall.
In this tense moment where every second counts, the air seemed to freeze instantly, and the already oppressive atmosphere became even more suffocating.
Immediately afterwards, the chilling "whoosh" sound rang out again without warning, like the horn of death.
The next wave of arrows swept towards them with overwhelming force, like a surging, sky-covering tide.
The dense array of arrows gleamed coldly in the darkness, like countless deadly ghosts, whistling through the air with sharp, explosive sounds as they shot straight toward the group.
"Quick! Try harder!"
Jun Li Que's eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was hoarse and unpleasant due to extreme tension and forceful shouting.
It seemed not to come from a person's throat, but from the deepest hell of hell—a desperate cry.
He brandished his weapon, almost frantically deflecting several arrows that were already close enough to pierce his body.
The clanging sounds of weapons colliding with arrows were incessant, and each impact made his arm go numb.
He stared intently at the wall that had not yet been completely chiseled open, his eyes filled with anxiety and longing.
It was as if behind that wall lay the hope of life; if only they could break through, they could escape this nightmarish hell of arrows.
The men gritted their teeth, their movements becoming increasingly rapid and frantic, each strike a desperate, all-or-nothing act.
Finally, with a deafening "boom," a hole was chiseled through the wall, large enough for a person to pass through.
Dust billowed around the cave entrance, and pebbles fell to the ground with a crackling sound.
"Get in quickly!"
Luan Shayuan shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice ringing out loudly in the whistling rain of arrows and perilous surroundings, as if trying to pierce through the barrage of arrows.
He pushed the person next to him into the cave first, without hesitation, using almost all his strength.
One by one, the group crouched low and quickly squeezed into the dark, seemingly all-consuming cave.
You were the last one to enter.
The moment he crawled into the cave entrance, several arrows whistled past the hem of his clothes.
The sharp arrow whistled through the air, stinging his face, before slamming him hard into the ground opposite him.
It made a dull "puff puff" sound, as if it were the roar of death, unwilling to let its prey escape.
Even after entering the cave, the sound of arrows striking the walls around the entrance could still be heard.
The resounding thuds sounded like demons frantically pounding on the gate outside the cave, trying to break into this last refuge.
But at this moment, everyone's hearts finally settled down.
They were either leaning against the wall, their bodies still trembling slightly uncontrollably, or slumped on the ground, panting heavily, with the relief of surviving a disaster reflected in each other's eyes.
The look of terror still lingered on everyone's faces, their clothes soaked with sweat, yet they were completely unaware.