My brother is so stable

The bowstring trembled slightly, but the general's complexion was already flushed, and his whole body was trembling unceasingly. A puff of turbid air fell from the back door, bringing out a "porphyr" sound.

As soon as they heard the jingle, a commoner who was on the road foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground.

After a while, the gatekeeper general knelt on the ground weakly, and the sound of the erhu came from nowhere, his eyes gradually lost their light, and he lay on the ground slowly, slapping the ground weakly.

Heaven, earth, why did you treat him so cruelly!

Since it is a treasure that he has no fate, why give him that kind of hint!

Is he just a mediocre Chentangguan middle-ranking general after all, who can only receive a meager salary and earn a little fame, and when he saves enough money, he will go home and become a mediocre landlord, buy a few beautiful maids, Have you lived your life in an ordinary way...

Do not!

"Here, let me try again."

Nezha read his nostrils with his fingers, stretched out his little hand, and the Qiankun Bow fell into his little hand.

This time, he took a deep breath, seriousness written on his small face, imitating the posture of the gatekeeper just now, he took a lunge and looked up at the sky.

Inhale, transport power, celestial power surges, and aura gathers.

The bowstring is pulled directly!

Nezha smiled from the bottom of his heart. At this moment, he had already thought about how to encourage this uncle who was hit.

I first pulled the bowstring to show off my supernatural power, and then smiled gently at the uncle and said:

'Don't be discouraged, I'm the reincarnation of a fairy.

As long as you practice hard, you can definitely do it a hundred squats, a hundred push-ups, a hundred prones, and running fifty miles back and forth every day. '

"what?"

Nezha suddenly felt that the longbow was absorbing his spiritual power, and the bowstring had been pulled halfway.

Wisps of red light converged between his hands, and an arrow in the tower slowly dissipated, and quickly condensed in front of Nezha, perfectly embedded in the longbow.

The universe bows open!

The sky-shaking arrow is coming!

Nezha felt that he still had strength left, so he stretched his small arms as far as possible, and the longbow was stretched halfway!

This arrow!

Nezha suddenly had a passion to shoot through the sky, just like the legendary Yi shot the sun!

Can continue to come!There is still room to spare!

"Hey!"

Let Ben Xiaoxian see the true potential of your longbow!

Crack, crack!

Nezha was caught off guard, the bowstring in his hand suddenly lost strength, and he lost his balance and leaned back!

Taking a closer look, the bow of the longbow broke off directly, and a few pieces the size of fingernails jumped out, and little Nezha also sat down on the ground.

"Ah this!"

咕

Nezha's Adam's apple twitched a few times, and he could already imagine his father's anger.

There was a moment of silence in front of the gate of Chentang Pass. The gatekeeper stared blankly at the broken longbow in front of him, and couldn't help feeling sad, realizing that the simple and beautiful wish just now was hard to come true.

On Little Qiongfeng, Li Changshou frowned watching this scene, wanting to laugh but worried.

Daozu didn't think he was making trouble on purpose, did he?

This wave of pure misunderstanding is mainly due to Mr. Bai Ze's lack of skills, and has nothing to do with him.

On the other side shown by the bronze mirror, the boy Biyun had already picked a basket of wild flowers and bounced back to his cave.

Although the boy didn't know what he had experienced, he somehow became happier.

"What is little Nezha going to do again?"

Ling'e asked in a low voice, and several people continued to stare at the picture of the bronze mirror.

Nezha patted his buttocks and stood up, tied the broken longbow with the cloth belt wrapped around the longbow, played the slingshot string guiltily, and said to the general:

"If my father asks, just say I broke it, don't worry."

The general was immediately grateful to Dade, and almost burst into tears.

"That," Nezha whispered, "If my father doesn't ask, don't take the initiative to say that this thing is just a decoration, it's old and unusable."

"Yes, yes, the general will understand, don't worry, the third young master."

Nezha nodded calmly, held the bow and arrow, jumped up the tower lightly, returned the longbow to its original position, and then looked around guiltily.

slip away.

On the Little Qiong Peak, the fairies laughed lightly, but Li Changshou secretly wondered how the Heavenly Dao script should be staged.

Is it possible...

So, a few hours later, in the dead of night.

A black shadow sneaked into the tower, took the longbow away, and sent back the assembled longbow before dawn.

Li Changshou hid in the dark and watched this black shadow, really dumbfounded.

This Maitreya, who takes and does all kinds of jobs, is a good master of Western education, and has become a repairman forcibly.

early morning.

In Li's mansion, Li Jing heard the rumors, took Nezha straight to the tower, and what he saw was a flawless longbow.

By the way, the three arrows are all the same length.

Li Jing sighed in his heart, shook his head slightly, and sighed to the longbow:

"Thank you, Master Xing."

In the corner, a certain chubby Taoist smashed down the wall, turned around and fled away, leaving behind a cold snort.