The torrential rain washed over the blood spreading from the chests of Xiao Yun and Li Yunyang, until their bodies grew cold and life faded away entirely.
On the peak of the opposite mountain, Weidong held a large umbrella over Xu Junjun, whose eyes remained fixed in anxious anticipation on the man beside her. Through the sheet of rain, the dark sky obscured most sights and sounds. Jun Xiaochen watched as the two figures he had pierced with a single arrow slumped over. He lowered his heavy bow, his arm as steady as a rock, still crackling with the force of a thunderbolt.
Rain splashed against the edges of the umbrella. After that earth-shattering shot, Xu Junjun had peered into the distance, but she could see nothing through the downpour. Seeing the blurred figures on the opposite peak, she could not wait a moment longer. She dashed out from under the umbrella, ran to Jun Xiaochen’s side, and tugged at his arm, asking urgently, "How is it? Is that man named Xiao Yun dead?"
Chapter 423