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By the time Cheng Haoning and Yun Yanran arrived at the hunting ground, Yun Tianhuang was already waiting impatiently, and frowned:

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"You! Do you know what courtesy, righteousness and shame are, a broken flower and a willow, and even riding a horse on the street. ”

Cheng Haoning snorted coldly:

"Why, do you want to use such a stupid method to get the king's attention? Hmph! ”

"King Ning's proud virtue has really not changed at all, like a duck croaking, which is annoying. ”

Yun Tinghuang's beautiful eyes were cold, with a hint of murderous aura:

"Also, in the future, King Ning should speak politely to Miss Ben, otherwise it will ......"

Those eyes were cold and deep, like an abyss, and just looking at them made it seem like my soul was trembling. Cheng Haoning shook her head fiercely, and when she looked at it again, her face was already calm. I really think too much, she's just a waste.

"King Ning, why are you here!"

A group of men in gorgeous clothes walked in the distance, and the man led by said with a smile.

Seeing this, Cheng Haoning pulled the corners of his mouth and laughed:

"There was a delay on the way, so everyone waited for a long time!"

"Yo! Isn't this Dongchen's Miss Straw Bag, doesn't she say dead?"

The man laughed:

"Haha! It seems that King Ning's fine cabbage is destined to be arched by the pigs. ”

It was a joke, but Cheng Haoning's face became even darker, he is the son of the queen, and now King Ning, he should enjoy infinite dignity, but because of Yun Tianhuang's waste straw bag, he has been ridiculed for several years, which is really damned.

Yun Qianhuang's beautiful face is still indifferent, she knows the leading man, Wang He, the only son of King Jinghou, has always been arrogant, and the next few are the children of the official family, and they are the first to look forward to him.

"Hmph! A waste dares to come to the hunting grounds, if you can shoot the prey. ”

Wang He walked in front of Yun Qianhuang, his eyes full of disdain.

"Waste, little marquis, do you want to have a try?"

"It's up to you?"

Wang He sneered:

"I'm afraid that others will think that I am invincible. ”

Yun Tinghuang chuckled, reached out and took an ordinary bow and arrow, and raised his eyebrows:

"Don't you dare?"

Provocation!

Where did Wang He dare to give up, and snorted coldly:

"It's better than that, will this marquis still be afraid of you as a waste?"

"Okay!"

Yun Tianhuang smiled with his eyebrows, picked a willow branch and pinned it to Wang He's head, and said with a smile:

"Just use this wicker as a target, what does the little marquis think?"

"You ......"

There was a trace of sweat on Wang He's forehead, this Yun Qihuang must have done it on purpose, deliberately embarrassing herself, how could she shoot a waste? The consequence of not being able to shoot is that her own little life is over.

"What's the matter?

Wang He was just about to refuse when he was blocked by Yun Tianhuang, he couldn't go up or down, and he glanced at Cheng Haoning on the side, his eyes flashed.

How could he let his life be lost in the hands of this straw bale?

With a dry laugh, he said:

"King Ning, this is a good opportunity for you and Miss Yun to cultivate a tacit understanding, of course you have to come to this kind of thing!"

As he spoke, he inserted the thin willow branch on his head on Cheng Haoning's head. Cheng Haoning was full of black lines, and just as he was about to speak, he saw Yun Tinghuang pick a willow branch and stick it on Wang He's head, Yun Tianhuang hooked his lips and smiled:

"King Ning and Little Marquis are good brothers, so naturally they want to be together, so don't push each other!"

Cheng Haoning and Wang He were full of black lines, and the smile of Yun Qihuang made them hairy, and before they could speak, a cold light flashed before they met, and the cold arrow feathers pointed directly at them......

The woman is dressed in white, with green silk dancing in the wind, her clothes are fluttering, her beautiful face is like a goblin, and her body exudes a cold breath, the combination of enchantment and ice and snow condenses a different style.

"King Ning be careful. ”

Hearing Yun Yanran's shout, Cheng Haoning was excited, and when he came back to his senses, he saw the arrow feathers that struck like a breaking wind, and his face turned pale immediately, and his first thought was to escape. Even if he died, he could not die in the hands of this broken flower and willow. But it's too late......

Whoosh -

The sharp arrow pierced the air and froze on the big tree behind everyone, emitting a cold trembling sound of buzzing, silent, deathly silence, so quiet that you could even clearly hear the nervous heartbeat of everyone.

Yun Yanran took two steps back with a pale face, looking at the two men who were nailed to the tree by the arrow feather through the crown of hair on the top of their heads, and was shocked in her heart for a long time and couldn't come back to her senses.

How could that waste, the waste he thought he knew best, do this?

Click――

The two wickers fell to the ground in unison, Cheng Haoning and Wang He's hair was messy, and their faces were also very bad, just now, they really felt a breath of death, and this feeling turned out to be brought to them by the waste straw bales in their mouths.

"Bang! bang!"

Behind the tree, a man who watched the scene couldn't help but applaud. He clapped as he pulled his friend out from behind the tree.

Feeling a profound gaze fall on his body, Yun Qianhuang paused, raised his head suddenly, and met the man's gaze with cold eyes.

Calm as a cloud, at this time, I also feel a heart, what a peerless man!

Dressed in white like snow, his long black hair was scattered like a waterfall, glowing with a faint luster. The morning sun ran along his thick eyelashes, straight nose, thin lips, and the color was as pale as water. Between the eyebrows, there is a leisurely and mysterious temperament, as if it is the ice that does not melt for thousands of years, with the ultimate tranquility.

There is a countenance called holiness.

There is a style called charm.

However, few people have fused holiness and charm together without a trace, turning them into a unique temperament and elegance. A sentence came out of Yun Tianhuang's heart, the stranger is like jade, and the son is unparalleled.

"Wow, little sister, why are you!"

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