After entering the hunting ground, Lou Wange put the arrow on the string and slowed down the horse to search for prey.

In the grass in front of her, a little gray rabbit suddenly jumped in front of her eyes, she skillfully pointed the arrow at the rabbit, pulled the bow, let go, and did it in one go, only in an instant, the rabbit jumping up and down was shot and fell into the grass.

She smiled slowly, knowing that the prey was in hand, so she turned the horse's head to look for the prey again.

According to the regulations of the hunting ground, each person who enters the hunting ground will be given arrows with different markings, and after hitting the prey, there will be a special person in the hunting ground to pick up the prey shot outside the field, and then count the number of prey shot according to the mark after the hunt is over.

After shooting a few arrows in a row, but they were all just small prey, Lou Wange's interest was gradually weakened. At this moment, a spotted elk suddenly flashed through a small bush in front of her, and her eyes suddenly lit up: this elk antler is a good thing! The interest returned, and the arrow was aimed at the string.

She was about to let go of the arrow, but another arrow grazed her ear and hit the elk, "I'm sorry, girl, I'll shoot first." A voice came from behind her.

She was slightly displeased, and looked behind her with a twisted brow: "Your Royal Highness the Sixth Prince, I saw this deer first." ”

"Oh, Miss Lou, why are you, what can I do, why don't I go and replace the arrows on the deer?" Beichen joked with a smile on his horse.

"No need," Lou Wange endured the dissatisfaction in her heart: "There are no rules in the hunting ground that whoever sees the prey first is whoever, the arrows of the six princes are faster than mine, and I am willing to bow down." ”

"Miss Lou is serious, you see that we are so destined today, or we will compare, so that I can see the equestrian archery skills of the people of the Western Regions, what does Miss Lou think?"

Lou Wange shrugged, she just wanted to see what kind of medicine was sold in Beichen's gourd: "I have no opinion, it's better than it." ”

"Okay." As soon as Beichen finished speaking, he turned his horse's head and drove in the other direction. Just now, he noticed the jade flute pinned to Lou Wange's waist: sound attack, if that person is Lou Wange...... His eyes sank: it seems that although this plan is risky today, it is still very necessary.

At this time, Undercurrent also rode over: "Master." ”

"Undercurrent, have the horses been dealt with?"

Undercurrent nodded: "Well, the medicine was prepared by Lord Sima himself, there will be no problem, there is only a few sticks of incense for the attack, and it will not be found if you check it later." ”

"That's good, you go and keep an eye on her two girls and see what they do." Undercurrent said yes and left.

Beichen also waved his horsewhip, and had no intention of competing with Lou Wange, so he chose a path and went in the direction of Lou Wange.

At this time, Lou Wange had already traveled to the depths of the dense forest, and found that the horse was moving more and more weakly: there was really something wrong with this horse! When he was about to turn the horse's head and leave, he vaguely felt that there were more than a dozen people in ambush not far away approaching him. Don't think about it, this must be a trap set by Beichen for her.

She rode slowly and quietly, pretending not to notice anything. Hunting for prey.

Not far away, Beichen, who had just arrived over, was staring closely at her every move with an inquiring gaze, and when he saw that she didn't react, he thought: She really doesn't know anything? He shook his head again and abandoned this idea: it is impossible, his guess should not be wrong.

Ten steps, nine steps, eight steps...... Lou Wange secretly counted the distance between those people and herself in her heart.

One-step.

A bright sword stabbed at the back of Lou Wange's head, and when it was less than two inches away from the back of her head, she finally turned around as if she realized something, looked at the sword close at hand in shock, and rode back again and again with a look of fear, but the horse didn't listen to the call, she pretended to be anxious and pulled the reins a few times, and the horse was still spinning in place. She leaned backwards to avoid the attack and fell to the ground.