Chapter Seventy-Three: Brother Gives You a Long Face!

What's more, this project is one of the few sports that Wu Xinrou is good at!

"Yes, and I also want to see Miss Wu Er's heroic shooting first." Su Yueleng's smile had never been so friendly, and when Jun Jiuli and Qin Yi in the pavilion not far away saw it in their eyes, their first reaction was that this Wu Xinrou really provoked Su Yueleng!

"Miss Su, what you said is too full, it hasn't been compared, I don't know who won!" Yang Jian's face changed, and he looked at Su Yueleng's gaze with inquiry.

"If you win against me, tell me to kowtow to you and kneel." Su Yue coldly cushioned the bow and arrow in his hand.

After she gains a more powerful status than Su Yueleng, she will also have such a white fox!

"Miss Wu Er is really beautiful and kind! Ay! ”

"Master, don't we have to help Miss Su?" Qin Yi asked in a low voice. As for the price...... She's finished!

"Awesome! Our No. 1 beauty in Xiangcheng is really both civil and military! ”

"Awesome! Our No. 1 beauty in Xiangcheng is really both civil and military! ”

"Yue Leng, are you okay?" Wu Xinyou originally thought that Wu Xinrou should not hit the bull's-eye if she hadn't practiced for a long time, but now it seems that this girl is really a little capable!

"This gentleman." Su Yueleng put down her bow and arrows, and an uninhibited smile rose at the corner of her mouth.

"As a thorn, you should know that you are responsible for every word you say." Although he didn't know where Su Yueleng's strong hostility towards Wu Xinrou came from, he didn't care, what he wanted to do was to shield her from the wind and rain behind her.

She really couldn't swallow this breath just now, so she thought about making a big deal out of it, and by the way, suppressing Su Yueleng's arrogance, letting her know that this was Xiangcheng and not the capital, and she wanted to be arrogant on her own territory!

"Hehe, it seems that Miss Su still needs to practice for a while to get started?" Wu Xinrou smiled humbly, but the disdain and competitiveness in her eyes were almost impossible to hide.

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"Hehe, it seems that Miss Su still needs to practice for a while to get started?" Wu Xinrou smiled humbly, but the disdain and competitiveness in her eyes were almost impossible to hide.

No, no, it must be a coincidence! In the pavilion by the lake, Jun Jiuli sat leisurely, looking at the girl holding a bow and arrow in the center of the crowd with bewildering eyes, and the air flow driven by the flying arrow feathers curled up her hair, heroic and cool!

"Hehe, it seems that Miss Su still needs to practice for a while to get started?" Wu Xinrou smiled humbly, but the disdain and competitiveness in her eyes were almost impossible to hide.

Wu Xinrou saw Bai Tuan being so obedient, and her heart was even more itchy. This Xiangcheng shooting is their unique Xiangcheng gameplay, the arrow feather is as light as a feather, when shooting out, not only to hit the bull's-eye, but also to pass through the steel ring, using not brute force but skillful force, she also learned the Tao for several years, Su Yueleng, who has never practiced, how can she win Wu Xinrou, who has been playing this Xiangcheng shooting since childhood?