The eleventh round of Xiangfang Lake Suying received a bonsai sacrifice / Feather Republic of China Vung Don with the city visit

(8) "Bet on what?" Tell me about it! ”

"If you shoot my arrow, I will not move, I bet that you will not touch me for half a point, if your arrow touches my clothes, you win, if you can't touch it, even if you lose, if I move a little, I will lose; If I lose, you can take that girl away. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info However, if you lose, not only will you not be able to take that girl with you, but even you and your tiger friends will have to remain willing to be slaves and be called by me! At the same time, you can also choose not to gamble, if you don't gamble, you can leave now, I promise that I will never embarrass you, fair or not, what do you think? The old man said slowly.

His words first made the black feather young man react uneasily, for fear that if the old man lost, he would also lose that beautiful girl, he muttered sideways in the old man's ear, and what he was greeted by the old man's stern and reprimanded gaze. Then he did not dare to say any more.

The bow measured the distance from himself to the fourth layer of the cliff, and said in his heart: With my archery skills, not to mention shooting his robe, even hitting his eyebrows, let alone the arrow, there is no reason to miss! The old man despised me, this may be a great opportunity, whether or not I can successfully rescue Su Ying in this move, this bet must be played!

Having made up his mind, he turned his head to look at the head to ask for his opinion.

Vung Don's unyielding eyes made the bow's thoughts even stronger.

"Okay, I'm betting!" He threw up his head and shouted, "But you have to count!" ”

"Don't worry, I promise to do what I say!"

The fearless pride of the young man made the white-bearded old man appreciate him, and he deliberately accepted him for his own use.

"You all get out of the way," the white-bearded old man motioned to the black, white, and feathered youths on either side, "Boy, you can start!" When he had finished speaking, the old man did not speak again, his eyes closed slightly, and he was silently reciting something in his mouth.

Seeing his honesty, the bow could not bear it, knowing that his archery skills were accurate, and he was afraid that he would be seriously injured by one arrow, so the first arrow was not aimed at his vital point, but only the corner of his robe sleeve.

Said that it was too late, then quickly, open the bow, as soon as the bowstring sounded, an arrow cluster flew out, straight to the other party, for this difficult arrow, the bow has a full grasp, and even the corners of the mouth are hung with a smile of victory in advance, thinking that you can take Su Ying home.

However, contrary to his wishes, this seemed to him to be unusual, and an arrow that was usually at his fingertips changed unusually, and the course of events was far from being as simple and random as he thought.

The accurate and incomparably fast arrow was about to hit the sleeve of the white-bearded old man's robe, and the cluster of arrows turned strangely, changed direction and flew upward, and even the strength seemed to be instantly unloaded, and after touching the rock wall above the white-bearded old man, it slid softly to the ground.

The first arrow was wasted so easily, and the bow was shocked, how could this be possible?

The bow was not discouraged, and he was no longer humble in the second arrow, but used the strength of his arms, adjusted the angle of the tip of the arrow, and aimed for a long time, aiming directly at the heart of the white-bearded old man.

"Whoosh" broke through the air with a sharp sound, and another feather arrow was stimulated again, compared to the first arrow, this arrow was more prepared, more accurate, and more powerful, there was no reason to miss.

However, the fate of this arrow is exactly the same as the previous one, and it has not changed in the slightest, as if it has been magically cast.