Like A Vengeful Spirit

As soon as the leader finished speaking, Xie Qiao's arrow was shot.

Almost in the blink of an eye, it pierced onto Yuan Rong's stomach again, almost at the same position as the last time.

Xie Qiao's face was cold as she smirked sinisterly, "Do you think I can't aim accurately? Ask your lackey next you. He has experienced my skill once, why won't he learn his lesson?" 

"Little girl, don't be shameless! I have so many people with me. How would I not be able to kill a little girl like you?!" The leader said ferociously.

Yuan Rong held his stomach in pain and collapsed on the ground directly. Cold sweat was dripping down his face.

Xie Qiao! Xie Qiao!

This b*tch!

Xie Qiao reloaded the crossbow.

That person began to lead people closer and surrounded Xie Qiao and the rest.

Xie Qiao quieted down her mind and pretended to be calm.