"Woohoo", "woohoo" cheers sounded from all around, accompanied by bursts of laughter. The scimitar girl's face was red, she held the long arrow in her hands and shyly ran to the back room, her two feet tumbling up and down on the stone road.
The members of the scimitar clan laughed and the members of the action team laughed with deep blessings for the lovers who had just experienced the test of life and death. However, the laughter also contained deep blessings for the other beautiful girl who was still standing by the courtyard wall. worries
The action team members finally understood why this archery competition is called "Arrow Kiss". It is a kiss of death under sharp arrow clusters and a kiss of happiness under the test of life and death.
"Okay" Wan Lin shouted with his left hand, raised the small bow in his hand, touched the few short arrows in his hand with his right hand in his mouth, leaving only one short small arrow in his hand.
The cheers in the courtyard have stopped following Wan Lin's movements. Everyone's eyes are looking at Wan Lin's hands. Before they can see clearly how Wan Lin moves, Wan Lin's hands have already put the arrow tail on the bow string and "pop" The short bowstring that was as round as the full moon suddenly made a crisp sound, and a black shadow came out from the string. A cold light on the arrow head went straight towards Xiaoya with a sharp sound of wind.
"Poof" with the sound of the arrow hitting the wall, the flower branch around Xiaoya's mouth has disappeared. She still has a bright smile on her face, confident, and the happy smile has always been hanging on her pretty face.
"Okay!" The action team members roared in unison. The strong and strong boys were mixed with the high-pitched female voice. Lingling ran out. Wen Meng and Wu Xueying ran out. More than a dozen female soldiers ran out. Everyone's face was exposed. With excitement and a bright smile
They ran to Xiaoya's side, lifted her up, and cheered loudly, their silver bell-like cheers resounding throughout the valley...
Wen Meng walked silently behind Xiaoya and bent down to pick up the red flowers on the ground. Wu Xueying was already standing in front of Wen Meng, looking at the courtyard wall motionless. Her two big eyes stared at the large stone courtyard wall, which seemed to be about to pop out.
Wen Meng looked up in confusion and saw a short arrow inserted deeply into a large stone on the courtyard wall, leaving only a short tail outside.
"What a strong arm strength this requires?" Wu Xueying said to herself, reaching out to pull out the arrow tail, but couldn't pull it out even after two pulls. Wen Meng smiled and stretched out her hand to grasp the arrow tail, concentrating on her luck. Suddenly, she suddenly pulled out the short arrow with a squeaking sound. Wu Xueying stretched out her hand to grab the short arrow and blew away the stone chips on it. A bright red color flickered on the sharp arrow cluster and arrow shaft.
Wen Meng was suddenly stunned. She knew that this bright red color would be forever embedded in this short arrow and forever embedded in the lives of Chief Instructor Wan Lin and Instructor Wan Xiaoya.
Looking at this bright red color, a layer of light suddenly appeared in Wen Meng's eyes, and two crystal tears rolled out from the corners of his eyes. A look of disappointment and loneliness appeared deep in his eyes.
When Wen Meng climbed up from the magic branch with scars all over her body, she knew that her once cold and proud girl's heart had been completely conquered and melted by the chief instructor who had fainted to save her.
From then on, she paid attention to every word and deed of Wan Lin, the man who fascinated her. Every move deeply affected the heart of this young girl. Although she also noticed the relationship between instructor Xiaoya and the chief instructor. It was abnormal, but she was still praying in her heart that there would be no special relationship between the two.
But in the scene just now, everything was clearly exposed. The moment when instructor Xiaoya stood in front of Wanlin's sharp arrow with a smile regardless of life and death, the bright red color on the short arrow shining brightly in the fire announced to her the power of the two of them. The love formed by life and death is a pair of hard rocks that no outsider can penetrate.
Wu Xueying looked at Wen Meng inexplicably and then turned around to look around. She saw that her female teammates had already gathered around, and they all looked at the bright red color on the short arrow in her hand quietly. Everyone's eyes were as bright and deep as Wen Meng's. There is a look of loss everywhere
In the eyes of these young girls, Wan Lin is their dream lover. The moment he bravely throws the team members away from the threat of the giant python, the moment he rescues Wen Meng under the thousand-pound magic tree, the moment he bravely rescues the team members in the misty valley and finally faints. The scenes... have been deeply imprinted in the hearts of these young girls, and they are stirring up the budding hearts of these young girls all the time.
But today's scene completely shattered their reveries and longings. Everyone felt an unspeakable sense of loss in their hearts. Only the innocent and ignorant little girl Wu Xueying didn't realize that this was the sprouting of a girl's spring heart in her. In my heart, Wan Lin is still the amiable and respectable big brother.
Wu Xueying looked at everyone inexplicably and said loudly: "Why are you so stunned? Come and send blessings to Sister Xiaoya and the chief instructor."
This sentence awakened this group of lost girls. What regrets could they have about getting such a beautiful and outstanding lover as Instructor Xiaoya? What reasons did they have not to cheer and bless them?
They turned their faces and stared deeply at Xiaoya's bright, happy smile, and suddenly let out a clear laugh. They suddenly lifted Xiaoya from the ground, laughed happily, and lifted her to Wan Lin and gently placed her on the ground.
Wu Xueying reached out and took the broken red flower from Wen Meng's hand and stuffed it into Instructor Xiaoya's hand along with the short arrow in her hand. She raised her hand and pushed Instructor Xiaoya towards the old patriarch.
Xiaoya held short arrows and red flowers in her hands and walked up to the old patriarch and asked him to check the huge leopard in front of the old patriarch. When she saw Xiaoya walking towards him, she stood up suddenly and suddenly took a few steps back to the side. There seemed to be a look of fear in her eyes. Xiaoya lowered her head and glanced at the ferocious beast that was retreating. She knew that it was the smell of the leopard on her body that aroused the fear of the beast.
The old patriarch stood up and glanced at the leopard who had retreated to the side in confusion. He turned his head and stared at the bright red mark on the short arrow. He suddenly took the short arrow, raised it and shouted something loudly. The surrounding scimitar tribe members suddenly let out a burst of "woohoo". , the cry of "woohoo"
Xiaoya smiled, put her right hand on her chest, turned around and was about to go back. An elder suddenly stood up and walked to her, stopped her and said something.
Xiaoya looked at the old man who stopped her in shock and didn't understand what he was saying. Abao walked over from the side with a smile and said in stiff Chinese: "This... is the arrow kiss that shot the red flower according to... our clan rules... An archer is...a warrior. The arrow kiss...must be printed on...the warrior's forehead. The beautiful girl must kiss the warrior's forehead."
Xiaoya blushed. Wu Xueying and the female soldiers behind suddenly gathered around, grabbed the short arrows and red flowers from the old patriarch's hand, stuffed them into Xiaoya's hands, pulled her up and ran towards Wan Lin...