After three rounds, I heard the sound of horses, and two horses came facing each other.

The sound of horses' hooves, dust, the roar of the wind, and the breaking of armor.

Just as the two horses were about to collide, the two suddenly reined in and stopped.

The centaur stood up and hissed, but in an instant, the two of them coincidentally pulled their feathers in the self-propelled beast pot, and only heard two arrows roar and make a sound, and two cold lights galloped forward side by side.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

The sound of target landing sounded almost simultaneously, and both arrows hit the bull's-eye.

Before everyone could cheer, two arrows were fired at the same time, hitting the tail of the previous arrow, splitting the arrow shaft into a flower shape and then firmly anchoring it in the bull's-eye.

Cheers thundered.

The two of them regained the reins of their horses and galloped around the field, occasionally wielding their bows and arrows, aiming at various objects hanging in the air.

The arrow did not miss out, and when the object landed, it hung on the side of the horse's body, and in the exclamation of the crowd, it was included in the bag.

Not only do you have to shoot down objects, but you also have to shoot down the opponent's arrows flying towards the target at any time.

For a time, the silver light on the field flashed, and the gold was sonorous.

The drums beat again, and the two of them reined in at the same time.

Some magistrates rushed to the venue to count their gains.

"Hong Zhixuan, eighteen pieces."

"Eight Highnesses, Seventeen ......"

The sound is passed on one level at a time.

"Wait," Yuwen Xuanzheng twisted his eyebrows: "I obviously counted eighteen pieces by myself, how come you are so missing?" ”

The referee scratched his head, turned the bag upside down, and put it under his nose: "Eighth Highness, it's seventeen, that's right!" ”

The forehead was trembling at that time, and an angry roar exploded in his ears: "Double! ”

Everyone knows that this Eighth Highness is short-tempered, and the little soldier does not dare to slack off, and is busy shaking his hands to show him.

"Look, Eighth Highness, it's seventeen." The little soldier was already crying.

"You must have been hiding!"

"How dare you, little one?"

"Well, Eighth Highness, in fact, victory or defeat is ......"

"Who said I was defeated?" Yuwen Xuanzheng's eyes widened, and he was immediately embarrassed.

"Hand it over!"

"I didn't take it......"

"Your Highness Eight," another magistrate came running, "Can you please wait for Your Highness first?" There will be ...... in the following competitions."

"To what's the side? If this is turned out later, someone will say that I cheat, so I'll find it here! ”

Wu Liuqi has already run over here.

"Huh!" Yuwen Xuanzheng suddenly slapped the door of his brain, reached into the placket, took out something from the breastplate, and was immediately happy: "Look, is there another one?" ”

The little soldier couldn't cry or laugh, so he had to re-report: "Eight highnesses, eighteen." ”

After speaking, I want to go and get the glass duck.

Yuwen Xuanzheng put it away with his big palm, put the thing in his arms again, and ran away without looking at him.

The soldier stood in a froze until the chief roared and ran back to his place.

After several rounds of competition, there are fewer and fewer objects hanging in the air, and the game is becoming more and more thrilling.

The sound of arrows and screams was repeated.

If you are injured or killed in the game, you are willing to gamble and lose, and will not be held accountable.

In the meantime, someone had the whimsical idea to shoot down several birds with one arrow. There was a thunderous cheer from the stand, but the man was immediately sent off. Because he makes an assertion and violates the rules, he is regarded as contempt for the Holy One.

The man did not dare to argue strongly, otherwise the crime would be increased by one degree.

So everything is still going according to the routine, from the fierce at the beginning to the dull later, but everyone cheers because of their own people on the field.

I don't know how many rounds have passed, Su Jinling has already wanted to find an excuse to leave, but suddenly heard that ...... "Su Mufeng, the son of King Lie, is facing Zhong Wannan, the general of Jianwei".

She immediately perked up and looked into the middle of the field.

I saw the north and south corner doors open, and two BMW horses jumped out at the same time.

One of them is snow-white, only a cluster of jet black in the center of the eyebrows, and the silver armor on it has a tall posture, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a little elegance in the might, and a high spirits in the warmth, only as soon as it appeared, it won continuous applause, which one is not Su Mufeng?

In the afterglow, I caught a glimpse of Yuwen Yiwei's hand not far away, clenching the guardrail.

Even if you can only see her back holding the weeping bun, you can know that her eyes must be following the young general for a moment.

Su Mufeng and Zhong Wannan, who was dressed in black armor, saluted in front of the stage.

Even at a certain distance, Su Jinling still saw Yuwen Yiwei's hand holding the guardrail trembling slightly.

When his gaze was withdrawn, he was meeting Su Mufeng's gaze.

Because she often served in the Qingxin Palace, she had occasional opportunities to meet him, but it was the first time she had seen Su Mufeng dressed like this. I only felt that it was as moist as a beautiful jade, just as a golden stone, and the heroic men in the audience were not as good as him, and he suddenly gave birth to infinite pride, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but curl.

Su Mufeng's eyes were only looking at her.

He knew that she was sick, and his face was still a little haggard at the moment, but just when he smiled, it seemed to be a flash of light, and the garden was full of spring.

Her lips twitched slightly, as if she were saying something.

He couldn't hear it, but he knew what she meant, and he smiled back, his eyes deep.

Yuwen Yiwei kept looking at him, watching him slowly approach, watching him salute the group of nobles on the stage, and watching him...... Just stared at the man behind him.

He didn't look at her......

A wry smile welled up on her lips.

"Hmph, bitch, it's really shameless," Yuwen Yilei's curse came from his ears: "In public, I will make eye contact with my biological brother!" Sister, if I were you, I would have broken her into pieces a long time ago! ”

Yuwen Yiwei pretended not to hear, and only enthusiastically watched the figure turn over and get on the horse and gallop into the distance.

As usual, horses gallop and arrows are like stars, but for Su Jinling, there is no tension that has never been there.

The arrows broke through the air, staggered like locusts, making people dizzy, the sound of gold and stone colliding was endless, and the ground immediately had another layer of broken or cracked arrow feathers.

What kind of competition is this? It looked more like a fight, as if no one was paying attention to the object flying in the air, just staring intently at the lethal arrow.

The scorching sun was in the sky, and the tips of the arrows flew with the daylight to create a meteor shower under the white sun.

There was silence in the room, and only when another crisis was dodged by the people in the audience did there burst into exclamations or cheers.

Su Jinling only felt that her chest was suffocated, she wanted to shout but couldn't shout, she watched the white figure shuttling back and forth in the field, watching him vigorously cross one obstacle after another, watching him calm and stable, or dodging or attacking...... Each arrow made her heart beat faster, and every sound of breaking the air made her fingertips tremble slightly.

She only hoped that the drums would sound at the end, but was the magistrate stunned or frightened? How is this game so long?

"Don't worry, it's almost over."

Yuwen Xuanzheng stood beside her at some point, holding her small hand clenched into a fist.

She wanted to break free, but he held it so tightly, and broke her cold fingers one by one, and clasped them firmly.

Towards the end, it is difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat. There are already people around who are talking about how to play an extra game if this happens in previous years.

Do you want to play an extra game?

Yuwen Xuanzheng only felt the small hand in his palm tighten.

Su Mufeng is the only male in the royal palace, and since the age of fifteen, he has replaced his father Su Jianglie in the annual mounted archery competition. She only saw his bright and warm smile, only heard him gently call himself "Jin'er", and only remembered that he clenched his fists and said, "I will protect you", only knowing that he was the prince of the prince's mansion...... But I don't want such a glorious and noble identity that everyone admires, but I have to go through this test of life and death, year after year, never stop.

The arena is the battlefield, and under fame, fortune and power, either you die or I die.

In the past, there was a rare moment of relative relativity, how could she have thought about this? Now I know that maybe it's just an accidental inadvertence, it may be goodbye. Just like he looked at her deeply, was it with the determination to gamble and never return?

For a moment, it seemed that countless hands were squeezing her heart, and the heat rushed to the bottom of her eyes.

She didn't see it, Yuwen Xuancang's gaze drifted towards her, and his expression was cold. All she could hear was the sound of the horse's hooves trampling on the broken arrows.

There wasn't much time left, but the two of them didn't have anything in their pockets.

The horse's hooves are like the wind, and the smoke and dust are filled.

Su Mufeng's fierce gaze swept towards the Guanwu Platform...... The distance was so far away that he could only see the dense pressed line, but he knew that Jin'er must be watching him and worrying about him.

This fight had to be ended as soon as possible, and he couldn't let her follow the next one in fear.

...... in the probe pot There are only three feathered arrows left.

With a tightening of his wrists, he pulled it out, put it all on the string, and squinted his eyes.

The horses soared into the air, their manes flying, and at the same time, three arrows were fired in unison.

The sound of a neat break through the air was like a long roar, shooting at the objects hanging in mid-air with unmistakable accuracy.

Three small pieces fell in response.

Before he could shout, he rode his horse towards him.

But at this moment, Zhong Wannan, who followed closely, drew a bow and arrows......

And a cold light also flew out of the south stand......

Su Jinling clearly heard a "no ......", but she didn't know if it came out of her mouth.

A thousand shots, a thousand shots.

Two arrows, one after the other, and one left straight to Su Mufeng.

There was no time to hesitate, too late to remind, and even too late to fear, the two cold lights had approached Su Mufeng in the blink of an eye, and the sound of arrows entering the flesh seemed to have sounded in his ears......

Su Mufeng's body suddenly slanted......

Exclamations erupted.

However, the next moment, Su Mufeng picked up the small thing that was about to land with lightning speed, and the person slid down from the horse's belly and turned over again.

And the two cold rays of light whistled past him just as he flipped over the horse.

Thunder of joy.

Su Jinling couldn't help crying.

The hand was immediately out of Yuwen Xuanzheng's control, and he was heard complaining in his ear: "I was caught by you and died of pain." ”

The triumph of the heroes was greeted on the field, and a part of the forbidden army had rushed to the south side of the stands.

Who would dare to secretly fire a cold arrow in the middle of the game?

Zhong Wannan, who was still in high spirits before the game, has been taken off the field as a suspect and shouted "wronged" all the way.

The next game is King Xiang, as for who the opponent is, Su Jinling did not hear clearly, Yuwen Xuanzheng also said that there is no suspense in this battle, King Xiang has smashed the lottery tube in the background because the opponent is not strong enough, and he hates that some people underestimate themselves.