Everyone followed the prestige, and saw the girl who was talking at the bow of a certain boat, with a sweet appearance, looking at Yan Zike's boat with a sneer on her face, and many people recognized this, Qin Zhiyu, the daughter of Lord Qin, who participated in politics.

Who is the seventh lady of the Yan family? Is that little fat man beside Yan Zike? What are you kidding! At first glance, she is a foodie who can't lift her hands and shoulders, and Qin Zhiyu has a grudge against her? He actually wants to force her to go on stage and be embarrassed?

Without waiting for the little fat man to react, Qin Zhiyu raised his voice and said to the stage again: "The seventh lady of the Yan family is the daughter of Lord Yan Zichenyan!"

The sixth prince on the stage heard the three words "Yan Zichen", and hurriedly asked the interpreter Qin Zhiyu what he was talking about, and the interpreter translated it truthfully, and the faces of the sixth prince and the eighth princess changed, and the four eyes slashed at Yan Qi like a sharp blade, and the eighth princess pointed at her: "Come up and compete with me!"

"Do you want to play with her?" Yan Zike asked Yan Qi as he looked down.

"If she wins, it won't cause any disputes between the two countries, right?" Yan Qi was worried about international issues.

"Don't worry," her uncle comforted her, "Zichen is on the frontier." ”

"......" This is to block her father's gunhole.

Seeing that Yan Qi was sitting still, the sixth prince on the stage couldn't help but sneer, and said loudly in a blunt Central Plains dialect: "No wonder, Yan Zichen, no seed, can't give birth to a son, daughter, nest!"

The eighth princess even pointed at Yan Zike with her hand, raised her eyebrows and said to Yan Qi: "If you don't dare to fight, you will lose your husband to me!"

"Huh. Yan Zike laughed nervously.

"Does Uncle want to go to Wuli?" said his niece, who teased him with a wooden face, and asked him as she slowly stood up.

"It's fun. Yan Zike raised the wine glass in his hand, "If you lose, send Xiao Jiu to Wuli." ”

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A group of officials watched Yan Zike send his little fat niece to the stage: Sure enough, it is not biological!

"How can you compare?" the interpreter was very worried about the little fat man who had a beast uncle in front of him, and asked the eighth princess for her.

"It's better than archery," the eighth princess stared at Yan Qi contemptuously, and her chest was full of envy from the little fat man, "There is no target here, so it's better to use a living person as a target." ”

"Is it more than killing?" Yan Qi asked.

"Poof-" The interpreter sprayed, little fat man, can you say something like this without a tone of "better than eating meat"?!

"No, use our closest people as targets, stand far away on the boat on the lake, put fruits on top of your heads, from big to small, put pineapples in the first round, peaches in the second round, and strawberries in the third round...... Naturally, if you shoot the fruit, you will lose, and if you shoot people" The eighth princess smiled evilly, "Just swallow the bitter fruit!"

As soon as everyone heard this rule, they all took a breath of cool air: This is indeed the more colorful mushrooms are more poisonous, and the more beautiful a woman's heart is, the darker her heart! Using the person closest to her as a target, if you really miss it, won't you regret it for the rest of your life?!

But after thinking about it, isn't the person closest to the little fat man coming to see Yan Zike?—— it's good!

The eighth princess's words were not finished: "According to the rules of our black plow, there are more colorful heads than arrows, I think this is good, if you lose, your husband will let me bring back the black plough as a horse, if I lose, leave my brother to you as a husband, how about it?"

Specializing in selling brother for 100 years.

"I don't want your brother, he's so ugly. Yan Qi shook his head.

"Then, you can pick our man. The eighth princess pointed to the row of people and bears standing under the stage.

It's not as good as the six princes.

"If you lose," Yan Qi said, "how about standing on the platform with all your Wuli people, facing the north, kneeling on one knee, and shouting three times, 'Yan Zichen is a hero of the world'?"

The eighth princess's eyes flashed, and she gritted her teeth and said "Okay".

When the two sides reached an agreement, some people rushed to the emperor's palace to ask for arrows, except for the guards on the island, no one was allowed to carry weapons on the island, so if you want to compare arrows, you must first get the emperor's consent, otherwise there will be a suspicion of assassination.

At this time, someone had already begun to prepare a boat for the live target, and the sixth prince was quite confident in his sister's archery skills, and without saying a word, he got the boat on the ground and rowed to a hundred meters away from the platform.

"Who will you let go of your live target?" the eighth princess asked Yan Qi, "Don't let your husband go, I'm afraid you will shoot him." He smiled contemptuously and defiantly as he spoke.

"Is it okay to spare a husband?" Yan Qi asked.

"Okay. The eighth princess nodded.

"Then let's use your brother. "Yan Qidao.

Eighth Princess: "......"

Everyone in the audience didn't know what these two people were talking about, but they didn't see Yan Qi's live target stand up and get on the boat, and then another young girl's voice sounded: "Isn't the closest person to Miss Yan Family's Seventh Miss Yan Family's younger brother Yan Family's Little Ninth Master?"

The person who spoke was on the boat next to the boat that the Yan family was on, puffing out a pair of eyes and glancing at Young Master Yan Jiu with a deliberate smile, Prince Li suffered the injury of this goods at the birthday banquet, and tonight he finally found a chance to take revenge and came back! Min Hongwei spewed out a puff of air from her nose.

Min Xuewei glanced at her coldly, which made Min Hongwei tremble, and she didn't dare to squeak anymore.

The onlookers felt that this was reasonable, the eight princesses of the family had all given away their siblings, and your Yan family sisters and brothers couldn't give us a share of the heavens, right?

Under the silent gaze of everyone, Young Master Yan Jiu stood up slowly, slowly stepped over to the small boat, turned his face after stepping up, and slowly slapped the middle finger at Min Hongwei over there.

The person who went to ask the emperor for an edict came back, brought two bows and two baskets of arrows, and brought someone with him.

"Yan Xiaopang, why did you mess with me as soon as I wasn't by your side?!" Yuan Chang jumped on the stage angrily, and he couldn't wait to take the lump in his pocket in front of him to a far place, "Yesterday, I did it to Qin Zhiyu, and she sued me to my mother, my mother just punished me for grounding and didn't let me come to the summer party, I sneaked out - why do you stupid girl agree to compete with the barbarian?! Do you know why these people don't let their daughters come out?" If you lose, you will become a sinner who smears the face of the court!

"If I win, wouldn't it be nice if she won. "Yan Qidao.

"You-" Yuan Chang choked, glaring at the little fat man with an indifferent tone that was almost domineering, "There is someone outside the people, can you guarantee to win her?"

"I'm going to win. "Yan Qidao.

Scheming, calculating, and playing tricks, she can admit it, retreat, and ignore it.

Only archery, you must not let it!

Lift the bow and carry the arrow, stand to the central stage, open the arrow step, stand up, lift the weight lightly, and be calm and relaxed.

Yuan Chang stood beside the stage and looked at this figure as sinking as the sea and as steady as a mountain.

Yan Xiaopang, Yan Qi.

What an unconscionable existence.

Who taught her the art of archery?

Who developed her unfazed personality?

What exactly has she been through?

Is she really a ...... Goblin?

A shout, the first round of arrows in the duel on the stage has been shot, the river lights are bright and extinguished across the night sky of 100 meters, two arrows with the sound of breaking the air directly shot at the pineapple on the top of the heads of the two live targets on the small boat in the lake, the spectators in the dark night background did not even find the flight track of the arrow anywhere, just heard the "poof", "poof" two sounds, near the live target in charge of reporting the results of the person has been shouting at the top of his voice: "Both sides shot!

Archery at night is extremely difficult to see the target, not to mention that the distance of this target is 100 meters, and it is also a test of arm strength, not to mention that it is necessary to shoot the fruit on the top of people's heads, which is not only a test of the accuracy of your archery, but also a test of your strong psychological element, because it is your closest person who acts as a live target, you cannot hesitate, you cannot shake your hands, you cannot be distracted, and you must not make the slightest mistake - difficult!

The eighth princess did not have any psychological fluctuations because of Yan Qi's play, because in their Wuli, the girls who can achieve this kind of Cheng dù in archery can grasp a big handful, Wuli is a small country, yes, but it is precisely because of the small that they are more self-reliant, their country, regardless of men, women and children, everyone can ride and shoot well, their girls even practice harder than men, they look forward to the day to get rid of the so-called heavenly and heavenly state of oppression, the real self-reliance and self-improvement to dominate the side!

From now on, I will give you a hard slap in the face! The eighth princess thought so, her eyes revealed fierceness, she took an arrow and pulled her bow, and the second arrow was shot!

"Poof", "Poof"!

"Both sides shoot!

The crowd was even more surprised, the second round of shooting was a peach, more than half the size of a pineapple, and this can also be shot?!

——Is Yan Zichen's true biography? Interesting! This is Yan Zichen's daughter! What can be done?

Thinking about it this way, everyone's feelings can't help but rise, especially when the third round is about to shoot strawberries, strawberries! Such a small thing, even if you stand 100 meters away in broad daylight, it is not easy to see clearly, let alone shoot with arrows at night! I wonder if someone will see blood in this round -- it is Yan Zichen's son who is the target frame for the little fat man, right? Good guy, it will be a big deal if there are three long and two short things! My own daughter shot her son to death -- I lost my face and lost my face, and I also broke the seed, this is a great tragedy in the world! Yan Zichen, it's time to see what you do!

- This competition is too interesting!

The atmosphere was agitated for a while, but the scene was frighteningly quiet, everyone was holding their breath and preparing to witness a miracle or tragedy, when someone deliberately looked at Yan Zike on the boat, and saw that he was tilting his head, holding his chin in one hand, and looked fixedly at his fat niece who had set up an arrow on the stage.

His fat niece had no eyes in her eyes at the moment, and there were only arrow tips, arrow tracks, and arrow targets in her dark eyes.

How can such a small strawberry, across the 100-meter-long night, through the chaotic lake waves reflected by the river lights, be seen accurately and shot accurately?

At the very least, you must first adjust your breathing, stabilize your feelings, and study the essentials silently, and then wait for the moment when the lake waves are the quietest and the target boat is the most stable......

Yan Qi had already taken the lead, and the pitch-black long arrow snow-white arrow feathered out a beautiful parabola in the night sky, and the strawberry on the top of Young Master Yan Jiu's head was shattered with a "snap", and the red flesh bloomed into a mandala flower in the air, opening and falling instantly, and it was amazing in an instant.

No one knew what kind of mood Young Master Yan Jiu was in when he stood there and watched the cold long arrow in his sister's hand roaring towards his head several times, it was very likely that he would watch his sister nail that arrow into his Heavenly Spirit Cover, would he be afraid, would he be resentful, would he already be distraught, would he be unable to move?

In the speculation, everyone saw Yan Zichen's son slowly raise a hand, reach into his arms, take out a handkerchief, wipe the hair on the top of his head, and then throw the handkerchief into the lake with disgust, and then put his hands into his sleeves, made a "peasant" posture, and properly re-established.

"......" Everyone was dumbfounded for a while, and they couldn't tell whether the child was slow to react or really bold.

Yan Qi, who shot first and hit the target accurately, threw the pressure to the eighth princess who had not yet shot, the eighth princess was more cautious this time than the previous two times, holding the bow and aiming at the time of nearly a stick of incense before releasing the arrow, the tip of the arrow grazed the scalp of the sixth prince, the strawberry was shot to a sparse sparse place, and the red juice splashed on the sixth prince's head and slowly flowed down.

"Oh-" The bears and dancers of the Wuli roared and cheered, proud of their awesome princess, proud of their brave prince.

But none of them knew that the arrow of the eighth princess actually flew over the scalp of the sixth prince dangerously and dangerously, and the sixth prince felt the hot pain of the skin on the top of his head, but fortunately, the Wuli people liked to wear loose hair, even if they shot the scalp, they could cover it up.

The sixth prince remained silent, waving his fists fiercely and shouting to put pressure on Yan Qi, and if the two sides were tied in the three rounds of competition, there would inevitably be another round to decide the winner.

"How do you compare with another round?" the interpreter asked the eighth princess.

Without waiting for the eighth princess to speak, Yuan Chang, who was standing behind the stage, stopped doing it, and said with a sigh...... Miss Yan Qi is here!Which the fuck are you?!Believe it or not, I'm beating you?!"

Interpreter is wronged-who made the aura of the eighth princess of the family too strong! I can't help but take her as the main thing...... Anyway, why is this little fat lady so wilting? You can do whatever people tell you to do?

Everyone below also echoed Yuan Chang's words when they heard it, of course their own family members should be oriented to their own families, so they strongly requested that the rules of this round of the extra match be set by Miss Yan Family.

"That's right," Yan Qi thought for a while, "Then shoot the copper coin, and put it on the head." ”

"......" The audience was silent.

This little fat man is still eye-catching red, and if you throw a mud horse copper coin, you may not be able to see it on the road at night! Why do you want to shoot at a distance of 100 meters! Why do you want to shoot from a distance of 100 meters! Why do you want to let people shoot on top of your head and shoot from a distance of 100 meters! Why do you want to let your brother shoot on your head from a distance of 100 meters! Why do you want your brother to shoot on your head from a distance of 100 meters! Are you your own sibling?!Is there anyone else who cares about this little crazy fat man?!

Yuan Chang stared at Yan Qi silently beside him, his eyes were complicated, and sometimes he didn't even know whether he admired this girl or ...... Eat one's heart out.

Is she really that strong? so strong that he feels a little hard.

If she does get hit, then what will he do?

It was a strange question, but Yuan Chang was suddenly afraid to know the answer.

He didn't dare to delve into what the faint but clear voice in his heart was expecting.

But he still heard it word by word. His heart was saying:

Don't, Yan Qi.

Don't fly too high.

Otherwise let me catch you.