Zhao Longji has been on the run, and he is still young, so even if the sloppy old Taoist cultivation is profound, he can't train Zhao Longji into a master in a short period of time, not to mention that the sloppy old Taoist is just a doppelganger.

"Sixth brother, come on, sister is here, don't be afraid, just shoot!"

Princess Zhao Qian, who was dressed in a red military uniform at the entrance of the main hall and had a heroic posture, said loudly to the hesitant Zhao Longji.

After Zhao Longji glanced at Zhao Qian timidly, he finally mustered up the courage and stepped forward, who knew that he had just walked a few steps, but he didn't know if it was because of his nervousness, he was still a little weak, and he stumbled inexplicably.

"Haha! This kind of cowardice is also worthy of growing in the Emperor's House, it is better to die headlong!" Zhao Wuxuan sneered.

"Alas, how can such a person ascend to the throne in the future? I really don't know what His Majesty thinks, and he has gone to great lengths to find it back!" said a minister who really didn't look down on Zhao Longji's cowardice.

"Hey, don't you need to find a little palace maid to pull you up!" Zhao Wuwu looked at Zhao Longji, who was lying on the ground and couldn't get up, and struck.

Although Zhao Longji is not very old, he has always lived a wandering life, so after returning to the palace, he didn't adapt to it for a while, and he didn't talk to anyone, only his sister Zhao Qian came to see him from time to time.

He didn't understand why his father had driven him out of the palace and brought him back to be looked down upon and ridiculed by the world.

Was it because he was born to an ugly court maid? Was it because he didn't read much? Was he really not worthy of being a prince?

The world is hot and cold, and under the terrifying words, Zhao Longji, who was still very lively, suddenly became silent.

He didn't have many friends, except for the sloppy and old-fashioned, the one he trusted the most was Murong Bai.

Because Murong Bai extended a helping hand when he was hungry, although it was a gesture, although it was an unequal exchange, but in his heart he believed that Murong Bai was a good person.

"But where is Big Brother Bai at this time? He promised to come to see me, why didn't he come for a long time. ”

Whining!

Zhao Longji cried, crying very lonely, very sad, if he had a choice, he would rather wander than be a prince, this looks like a splendid palace, in his eyes is not as warm as a small cave in the wild.

Zhao Qian stood aside, her face flushed with anxiety, at this time, she suddenly had a thought, is such a younger brother suitable for ascending to the throne?

"Little guy, don't be afraid! Stand up! You will do it!" Suddenly, a familiar voice came into Zhao Longji's ears.

"Is Big Brother Bai calling me? Am I dreaming?" Zhao Longji immediately stopped crying, turned his head to look around, but after sweeping around, there was Murong Bai's figure there.

Alas!

Just as Zhao Longji sighed, the familiar voice came again: "Stand up!"

"Well, hey! It's really Big Brother Bai, Big Brother Bai has come to see me, this is not a dream!" Zhao Longji pinched his thigh hard, and suddenly became energetic.

"Sixth Highness Zhao Longji hurry up and shoot at the target, otherwise you will be disqualified!" Zhang Dujian said with a cold brow.

"I think the shooting is also a white shot, so it's better to take the next assessment!" Zhao Wuxuan sneered.

"Yes, such a coward is not worthy of being a prince at all!" Zhao Wuwu gritted his teeth.

"Sixth brother, hurry up, you want to be angry with your sister!" Zhao Qian finally got angry, and she was really a little angry.

Poof.

Zhao Longji stood up suddenly, then straightened his small chest, stepped forward, and in a sigh, picked up the small bow behind his back, held his toes, and pulled out a feather arrow.

Bent the bow and arrows, his expression was focused, but his little hands were a little trembling, because Zhao Longji, who was a six-star and five-disciple, felt a little weak in his heart.

"No matter! Big Brother Bai is beside me, I can't be too cowardly!" Zhao Longji bit his teeth, his heart was horizontal, his little hand shook, and he suddenly let go of the bowstring.

Sou!

Feathered arrows more than two feet long flew out, but the next moment, the audience was in an uproar, and then there was unbridled laughter.

Because the feather arrow shot by Zhao Longji actually shot directly into the sky.

"Silly comparison, what a waste of time!" the always calm prince Zhao Wudao sneered.

"Get out of here! You'd better get out of the palace tonight, or you'll be drowned in spit!"

"Get out!"

"Such a man is not worthy to be a prince!

"Roar!

A shout and curse resounded throughout the square, and even the bronze-armored soldiers around them laughed, as if they were watching a fool make a fool of himself.

Zhao Longji closed his eyes bitterly, and the small bow in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

Zhao Qian was so angry that she stomped her foot, and was about to turn around and brush her sleeves away.

But at this moment, the feather arrow that shot into the sky suddenly drew a long arc, and with a whoosh, it fell straight down from the sky and hit the bull's-eye accurately!

The audience was suddenly petrified.

"Wo Ri, no, am I blind?" A minister saw that Emperor Zhao was not there, and immediately became rude, and then rubbed his eyes vigorously, not believing that this was true.

"It must be blind! It can't be wrong!" Zhao Wuxuan shouted.

"That's right! This arrow can shoot into the sky and land on the bull's-eye, it must be luck!"

As a result, all the princes and ministers in the audience, and the bronze-armored guards around the square, also agreed with this statement.

Princess Zhao Qian, who was about to leave with her sleeves up, paused suddenly, and then showed a strange look on her face.

Zhao Longji slowly opened his eyes, and after seeing the missed feather arrow, firmly inserted in the bull's-eye, his little eyes immediately widened, and he rubbed it vigorously, "Hey!

"It must be the powerful Big Brother Bai who helped me, well! With Big Brother Bai, what am I afraid of!

At this moment, Zhao Longji finally regained his confidence, and his whole body suddenly exuded a fierce momentum, as if at this moment, Zhao Longji was the real sixth prince.

Whoosh!

In the limelight, Zhao Longji shot two arrows in a row, and this time he did not miss the shot, but went straight to the bull's-eye.

Although the two feather arrows that shot out trembled slightly in the middle, everyone thought it was because of the wind, so they didn't care, and they all stared straight at the bull's-eye.

"Don't hit!"

"No!"

"It's impossible to shoot this kind of cowardice! It was pure luck just now!"

At this moment, a voice sounded in the hearts of many people at the same time, that is: "No!"

But the fact is that it is contrary to what everyone thinks, between the lightning and the stone and fire, bang, bang twice, two feather arrows emitting cold light, steadily shot on the bull's-eye.

The audience was quiet, so quiet, everyone could hear their own heartbeat clearly.

Long!

Zhao Qian and Zhao Longji jumped high one after another, waving their arms, and shouting: Oh yes!

At this time, whether it was Zhao Wudao, Zhao Wuxuan, Zhao Wuwu, or a group of princes and ministers, they all gasped violently, and even most of the bronze armor guards around were all dumbfounded!

Only one bronze guard standing behind the bullseye laughed in his heart, looking black and not slippery, looking at his eyes and looking restrained, looking thin and straight.

This unusual guard is Murong Bai who secretly helped Zhao Longji!

(Wish: Happy weekend friends!)