Looking at the bow made of black iron in long Xiaoyu's hand gradually bending in his hand, and then twisting, Yue Linglong steps back a little step.

But just in the blink of an eye, Yue Linglong will be a little nervous face, quickly return to the initial calm without wave.

It seems that she didn't feel the cold and fierce breath of long Xiaoyu's whole body. Her beautiful eyes flowed, and her eyes naturally fell on the bow and arrow in long Xiaoyu's hand. Her face was blank and puzzled: "Your Highness?"

But, feel long Xiaoyu like this can put people in the cold breath of death, month exquisite heart, always calm.

Over the years, she has been careful to make everything perfect and hide her admiration.

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