The sound of the oriole crying suddenly sounded in the quiet manor, which led everyone's eyes to Hong Tao and the others.
A slender figure was walking out of the action team lightly. Hong Tao and the others stopped and turned around and saw Xiaoya walking past them with a smile on her face. She came to the patriarch and stroked her right hand with her chest as the scimitar girl just now. Bending down and bowing, then taking off the helmet from his head and reaching out to take the flowers from the patriarch's hand
A long flowing hair spread out from Xiaoya's head. The big eyes as bright as stars were shining with crystal light. Two red lips were slightly opened and smiled. Turning back and staring at Wan Lin, standing at the scimitar girl with light steps. Going in the direction...
Everyone in the tribe was shocked. They didn't expect that there were women in such a fully-serving armed team and such a beautiful and charming girl.
The scimitars holding weapons were all lowered and their weapons were hung down. They stared at Xiaoya's pretty back. Her soft long hair scattered on her shoulders seemed to stir the hearts of every scimitar.
Xiaoya walked to the tribal girl and smiled and nodded to her. She sent her blessings to this beautiful tribal girl. Xiaoya's feet did not stop but walked directly past her side and continued to walk forward and directly I stopped by the courtyard wall two hundred meters away
She turned around lightly and nodded at Wan Lin with a smile on her face. She slowly bit the red flower path in her hand and gently bit the beautiful flowers in her mouth. The beautiful flowers bloomed on her pretty face. She was quietly in the yard. Blooming on the wall...
"Ah" Everyone in the courtyard was surprised to press Xiaoya, who was standing far away, said that she didn't expect that she would go so far before turning back.
The old patriarch's eyes widened. Abao, who was standing in the field, opened his eyes widened. They stared at the beautiful girl biting flowers on the corner of her mouth. She turned her head to look at Wan Lin with an incredible look in her eyes.
At such a long distance, even the hearts of new players such as Wen Meng and Wu Xueying were raised. When Xiaoya stepped over the tribal girl, every step she took was like stepping on the hearts of these players. Every step was to take her herself to danger. The edge of the body was pushed a little, no one expected that she had come so far
Wan Lin had a smile on his lips and his eyes were filled with gentle eyes. Looking at Xiaoya in the firelight, it seemed that he had forgotten that this was an arrow competition with life and death just a little bit.
Just now, Wan Lin saw Xiaoya walk out for a moment and suddenly felt a warm current in his heart suddenly rise from the bottom of his heart. The fire was jumping in the yard. A blurred feeling suddenly appeared in his eyes, as if Xiaoya was wearing military uniforms. Holding the gorgeous hundred-dai red in his hand, he slowly walked towards the small flower boat full of flowers, looking happy, preparing to ride on the flower boat surrounded by flowers, floating towards him along the clear stream water...
A happy smile appeared on Wan Lin's cold face. He shook his head vigorously and turned his head to nodded at Hong Tao and Feng Dao, and then turned around and nodded to the old patriarch standing in front of him, saying that the game could begin.
The old patriarch looked at Wan Lin deeply and shook his head gently. He walked to the side with questions all over his body: Could this soldier really be able to accurately shoot a small red flower far away more than 200 meters with that small bow and arrow. Isn't the flower really afraid that his sharp arrows hit the beautiful girl like a fairy?
Abu next to Wan Lin also shocked his first slasher's self-esteem and suddenly shook. Could it be that there is really a person who is more skilled than the first slasher of the scimitar tribe who grew up holding bows and arrows.
His hand holding the bow and arrow was trembling slightly. The small bent bow was twice as long as the archery distance. And his outfit was in military uniform. The heroic and beautiful girl had already made this brave and warlike scimitar warrior feel like she had never had before. The shock
He raised the bow and arrow in his hand and slowly put on an arrow that was more than half a meter long, slowly pulled the hard bowstring open, holding his breath and aiming at it.
The whole audience was silent and burning around the pine branches and torches made a "crackling" sound of pine oil bursting. Everyone's eyes were staring at A Bao's hands. The leopard skin vest on A Bao's chest had been torn open and rolled. The muscles seem to show his endless strength
Suddenly the bow and arrow he was holding slowly lowered again. The shock of the other party was too great that his strong heart beats wildly and cannot calm down at all. But his beloved girl, a slight deviation may cause irreparable regret for life.
Everyone around was watching his movements nervously. The scimitar girls watching the outside were already covering their hands tightly. The hearts jumped straight with Abao's movements, "bang" and the air at the scene seemed to solidify.
The girl's face turned pale. She had experienced many such dangerous competition scenes, but she had never seen her lover put down the longbow before the bowstring sounded. Never saw her confident lover hesitating so much. Her heart was so intense. The bright red flowers beating around the mouth are trembling slightly
A Bao closed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath. The pupils in his eyes had contracted into a needle-like shape. He suddenly raised the bow and arrow again. This time his hand was as solid as a rock and like a full moon. The bow string suddenly "bang" and a white lightning flashed out. The red flowers that were usually cut through the girl's ears in the gorgeous scimitar were lost...
Everyone's heart rose to his throat. Young girls such as Wen Meng and Wu Xueying had already covered their mouths with their hands. They looked down the arrow like meteors and looked at the girl standing steadily on her white face. She suddenly smiled all over her body. The bright girl is like a flower blooming in the dark night
"Ahhh", "Ahhhh", "Ahhhhhhh... A burst of cheers sounded from all around the faces of several elders sitting on chairs. A group of barefoot scimitar girls jumped and ran like jubilant deer To the beautiful girl
The gorgeous scimitar girl screamed and ran backwards, holding a long arrow in her hand and the red flower surrounded by a group of beautiful companions, and then headed to the patriarch with a smile as if she was looking at the patriarch.
The old patriarch looked down and waved his hand to the girl, ran to Wanlin like a deer, and held the red flowers and long arrows in front of him.
Wan Lin looked at the front of the long arrow shaft. The bright red flowers were broken as if stained with blood. He understood the arrow and the red on the arrow shaft. Witnessed the archer's accurate archery technique. He looked up at the beautiful girl and rushed forward with a smile. She nodded
The girl ran to her sweetheart Abao happily, holding a long arrow in her hand, pressing the red arrow shaft hard on his forehead. A bright red mark appeared on Abao's dark forehead. The girl stood on tiptoe to Abao's forehead. Kissed deeply