Fuck you

There were two teenagers standing where the longbow and quiver were placed, as if they were picking out their bows and arrows. There were many people standing nearby, but no one dared to get too close. Occasionally, those who took bows and arrows would act like they were frightened. Grab and go.

Seeing the two of them, Mingyue Guiyi immediately became a little indescribably excited.He walked over with a happy face, and slapped the blue-clothed boy on the back: "Ning Xu!"

The two turned their heads, and Mingyue Gui immediately withdrew his hand, and said in surprise: "Oh, I misunderstood the person, isn't this the God of Galaxy! Where are you picking the bow?"

As he spoke, he winked at Qianmo who was holding a feather arrow beside him.

Xinghe frowned, and took a step back: "Are you sick?"

Mingyue Gui's slap was not light, and his hands were still numb. He smiled and leaned over: "Yes, do you have any medicine?"

Xinghe dodged back again, and his heels touched the stone platform where the bow was placed: "If you move forward, I guarantee that you will take more than just crazy medicine tomorrow."

"Ah, I'm so scared." Mingyue Gui leaned on Xia Qianmo's arm, "Your Highness, the God of Galaxy is usually so threatening?"

Xinghe chose the bow, turned around and left without taking the arrow.

"Hey!" Mingyuegui was about to catch up, Qianmo grabbed his arm, "He has a bad temper."

Mingyue Gui didn't care at all, with a look of "come and hit me, come and hit me", pointing at Xinghe said: "Can he shoot arrows? Just use the bow and not take the arrow?"

"He doesn't need it." Qian Mo smiled, took a quiver, and was just about to carry it on his back when the clever Xiaoxian ran over to pick it up.

Qian Mo did not refuse, and handed over the bow by the way: "I heard that you want to compete with Shao Shang?"

Mingyue replied, and took a bow at random.

"Don't choose one that is easier?" Qian Mo couldn't help but ask.

"Nothing goes wrong." Mingyue returned a quiver, "I came here only once, and I accidentally broke an archery target."

Qian Mo was stunned.

Ming Yuegui turned her head to look at the venue: "Later, my aunt stopped letting me come, for fear that I would accidentally hurt others."

This is an understatement, even the smile on his face has not faded, but Qianmo seems to have seen the scene where Jiang Yi is clinging to the family law plank, and it falls hard on Mingyuegui's back.

"Then can you do it?" Qianmo looked at him, unable to express his feelings, "Small businessman is eager to win, he never slackens in his daily practice, and he must go to the shooting range every day, you..."

"Don't believe me?" Mingyue Gui's lips showed warmth, "He's your younger brother, you don't help him, but come to speak for me instead, tsk tsk."

Qian Mo smiled and patted his head.

This action is natural and kind, so Mingyuegui can't feel any resentment, but thinks that Qianmo is a big brother who is born to take care of others.

Shaoshang's posture of drawing the bow is very chic, strumming the string, drawing the bow, releasing the arrow, hitting the heart, a set of movements is smooth and flowing, the tail feathers of the long arrow are still trembling, the longbow has been thrown and turned in the hand, and there are applause from around.

Shaoshang turned his head and looked over, his gaze fell across a piece of brain and landed on Mingyuegui's face accurately, his eyebrows were raised triumphantly, and there was a sneer on his lips.

Qianmo frowned, but Mingyuegui was happy: "Oh, Qianmo, have you smelled it?"

"What's the smell?" Qianmo sniffed.

Mingyuegui pressed her finger on the bowstring: "Smell!"

Qianmo froze for a moment, then frowned: "Come on, I'll watch him."

To be honest, Mingyuegui has only been to the shooting range once.But because there was a little accident that time, and an arrow hit a target, Jiang Sui never let him come again.

It's okay to break a target, the point is that it wasn't his target at all.The four of them drew their bows and released their arrows side by side. Mingyue Gui somehow slipped his hand and slanted to the left. The feathered arrow "swished" and then went obliquely to the left, knocking down the arrows of the two teenagers beside him, trekking through Qianshan Wan Shui stuck firmly on the target of Ming Ronglan standing on the outermost side.It frightened the little boy who was standing not far from the target waiting to pick up the arrow.

The four of them were shocked. The place where the arrow sank was actually the bull's-eye, and it was cracked.

Mingyuegui hahaha had a ton of fun, and felt that he was simply gifted. Before he could finish his joy, Jiang Sui killed him out of nowhere, and ordered someone to pull out the feathered arrow, and threw it with his right hand, and it was nailed to Mingyuegui's right. At the foot: "The moon returns! Are you practicing archery or killing people?"

Since then, Mingyuegui has never been to the shooting range again.

About the practice in the shooting range and other situations, Ming Ronglan personally told him every time he came back from the shooting range, and he would pick a deserted place in the back mountain to practice by himself.

After dragging Ming Ronglan's nagging blessings, and coming to the shooting range again, Mingyue Gui did not feel strange at all.

Which road leads to the field where the archery target is, which road to get the bow, which road has a hut, which road can detour into a small pine forest without people, and where the high platform can look at the shooting range. The moment it came, it spread out in my mind like a picture.

He was not walking fast, Shaoshang seemed a little impatient, and flicked the bowstring with his fingers.There were already many people around, and Jiang Gong was talking happily among the crowd.

The location of Gale Target is not far from the ordinary target, the site is not big, separated by a small fence.Usually no one came here. The teenagers practiced bow and arrow basically in the field where the ordinary archery target was located, but today they lost their stature.

In his heart, Ming Yuegui hacked Jiang Gong into pieces several times. This feeling of being watched made him somehow think of the little wild boar that Ming Ronglan had caught once.

"So slow. Are you afraid?" Shao Shang pressed the bowstring.

Ming Yue went back to look around the crowd, but Ming Rong Lan was still not there.He retracted his gaze: "Who will referee."

"Me, me, me, me!" Jiang Gong said repeatedly, afraid of being robbed by others, "I'll come."

Mingyue Gui has no opinion, and it is even less likely that there will be less business opinions. There is an advantage in having more people, that is, they are not afraid of being cheated or playing tricks.

"Be quiet when you come and come." Jiang Gong waved his hands around, "It's about to start, don't squeeze, don't squeeze, stay still."

With an arrogant smile on his face, Shaoshang walked to the target spot he had chosen before, and tilted his head to signal for Mingyue to return.

Ming Yuegui walked over and stood on the target on his right.

He was suddenly a little apprehensive, the blast target was not an ordinary archery target, even though he thought he was talented, he had practiced in the back mountain with the bow Ming Ronglan stole, but he was still not sure.

I bowed my head and tried the strings, but I didn't feel anything.Jiang Gong waved his hands happily: "The first round will start immediately, hey, over there, release the target!"

Several sparring boys hurried to the side, where a low wooden house was built, half the height of an adult, when the boy opened the door, a gust of wind blew out from inside immediately, everyone couldn't see anything clearly, the blast target had already flown into the field, Flying around in the special barrier.

"This, this is the blast target!" A student of Qingqiu said in surprise.

The companion next to him echoed: "Ah, yes, it's so fast! It's so fast that I can't see the target clearly, how did I hit it so fast?"

"Of course you can't hit it." The disciple of the Phoenix Clan said, "This is a blast target."