Close your eyes, draw a bow and take an arrow. The action is complete without hesitation. It seems that Roche is not far away from the door of the house, but just standing in front of him.

Mo Lian's fingertips moved, and the flashing arrowhead shot in the direction of Roche at the gate of the garden.

When they looked over, they saw him holding a bow in one hand, brushing his sleeve slightly, black silk like a waterfall, and his eyebrows like a picture.

What a beautiful man with a handsome spirit.

Mu ruoxian, who just turned out of huagongmen, looked at the stupidity. He stood there, his eyes affectionate, staring stupidly. He couldn't walk for a long time.

Qiu Shi, who came with his daughter, found her infatuated expression at the first time. Deng Shiqi didn't hit one spot. He reached out and clapped her on the back of the hand.

"Mom, what are you doing?" Mu ruoxian returns to her mind and glances at her mother discontentedly.

Qiu's face was heavy, and he said, "I remember telling you before. Don't think too much about what you shouldn't think. "

Mu soft fiber was so angry that she shook off her mother's hand and walked forward in frustration. She murmured in defiance, "what do you mean not to think?"

I haven't fought for it. How can I know if I can think about it?

Qiu's eyes suddenly stared, and his expression of hatred for iron and steel caught up with mu ruoxian and grabbed her arm.

"My mother has decades of experience in life. Will she hurt you?" Qiu clapped her arm hard and said sternly, "do you understand?"

Mu Rouxian leaves Qiu's hand and stomps his foot angrily. "Where do you want to go, mom?"

"I don't think anything." Mu soft fiber discontented ground jilted to jilt an arm, red eye in the heart quite grievance, "calculate, told you to say you also don't believe."

Qiu took a dubious look at his daughter. "If so, it's best. My mother just reminds you."

Remind remind remind! Mu ruoxian forced down his face, his fingers shrunk, and tightly grasped his fist.

Where does she need to be reminded by her mother? She is very clear from the beginning to the end.

If we don't fight for it, how can we know that we just can't?

At this moment, in front of the target frame at the end of the garden, many servants cheered, "Your Highness, you have shot!"

"Your Highness the prince has shot!"

Your highness, raising your hand is an arrow. Without hesitation at all, you hit the target in an instant. Everyone can see it clearly and clearly.

At this time, someone is holding the little green apple, running over in a hurry, laughing and saying, "yes!"

Prince pod Lu looked at the apple in the servant's hand with an ugly face. He opened his mouth and couldn't say a word for a long time.

The arrow was just a very common arrow, but it really went through the wings of the butterfly and nailed the poor little butterfly to the apple.

The tree sipped its little mouth, pulled out the arrowhead from the apple, pinched a little powder, and fingered the little butterfly.

I saw that the butterfly suddenly moved and flapped its wings. Even when it jumped from her palm, it flew away.

"Wow! Still alive! "

"The butterfly is still alive!"

Everyone can't help exclaiming. That is to say, your highness didn't shoot the butterfly with that arrow. At best, he shot the butterfly and fainted it

It's really superb!