There are only five princes in the princely district, and each has its own characteristics.

The king actually has nine sons, the eldest prince to the fourth prince have already married their own sons, and they are all sitting on the seats at this time, and the fifth prince has entered the military camp and will come back after the big festival, so he is not there at this time, the sixth prince has never come back when he is idle and cultivated, and the king does not care about the bundle, so he is not there, the seventh prince is infatuated with the Qinglou woman, drunk in the Qinglou all day long, and did not come, the eighth prince does not have any position at present, but he is keen on archery.

The subordinate handed over the bow and arrow, and Huo Rao took it and swept it in the palm of his hand.

When he noticed Sang Li's gaze, he was slightly stunned, in fact, he wanted to go over to greet her before, but the person left in advance, and this time he planned to say hello after the banquet, but he didn't expect Sang Li to notice him, and the young man nodded to her with a smile.

After Huo Rao nodded, he took the bow and arrow in front of General Mu's eyes, bowed and saluted, "Please General Mu for advice." ”

Mu Jian laughed and said: "The last general is worried that no one is boring, His Royal Highness is here, don't talk nonsense, let's start." ”

Huo Rao nodded: "General Mu first, please." ”

Mu Jian hugged his fists and said: "Then the general will show his hand first." ”

After the wooden interval finished speaking, his back was to the king, the black wooden longbow in his hand was half a human height, the longbow glowed with a dark cold light, the wooden partition stepped across the waist, the arm made a force, "boom", the bowstring moved, and rushed to the target in the distance.

An arrow hit the bullseye of the red dot, and dragged the target away a long distance, the arrow directly pierced the target, rushed to the white wall next to the crescent moon door, and directly shot half of the arrow into the white wall in the distance, and the seat suddenly broke out into a thunderous applause and cheers.

Huo Rao's eyes also lit up, and he clapped his hands and applauded: "General Mu is so powerful!" ”

The king, who was sitting on top of him, also looked happy and said, "Reward the wood general with 10,000 high-grade spirit stones!" ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Mu Ji raised his fist and thanked him.

Then the men took the target down and lifted it onto a new one.

"Please." Mu Ji made a gesture of invitation to the Eighth Prince, and then withdrew.

Huo Rao nodded and stood on the red carpet in the middle.

The bow and arrows used by Huo Rao are also the black bows and arrows commonly used by the army of this slave beast country, and these bows and arrows are made of the deep mountain forests of the wood continent, and the wood of the wood continent has some trade with multiple continents.

Huo Rao is just the figure of an ordinary young man, not thin or strong, just right, and not as strong and burly as the wooden body.

His hair was still a thin strip of whip, his clothes were still loose black and red plush coats, and there were large red rings like jade hanging from his ears.

Huo Rao ripped off the red band on his forehead, wrapped it around his wrist a few times, and slowly pulled the longbow.

Huo Rao's gaze suddenly became different, extremely serious, gentle, and only had an extremely serious expression.

Huo Rao's arm pulled hard, and with a "boom", the long arrow broke through the air and sounded, directly hitting the bull's-eye, and the target belt fell to the ground.

Although it was not as dangerous as the wooden partition, the surrounding officials still applauded and applauded their faces.

"Not bad, yes, the eighth prince is very good, as long as he cultivates and follows up, his strength will be much greater." Mu Ji patted the Eighth Prince on the shoulder.

The Eighth Prince nodded humbly in acceptance: "It's still General Mu who is powerful." ”

After the Eighth Prince was seated.

"Chen thinks that the single target is very boring, why don't you use the demon beast as the target?" The wooden partition said in a rough voice to the king of the high platform.

Most of the human slaves and beasts in the Fire Continent do not regard the demon beast as their partner, but as a slave, and the life and death of the demon beast is just like duckweed, controlled by the slave beast master.

"Okay." The king seemed interested.

Sang Li felt that he was going to ask how he felt again after he finished speaking.

Sure enough, in the next second, Wang Shang turned his head over, looked at her lovingly, and said, "What does Grandmaster Sang think?" ”

Sangli: ......

"I don't like blood." Sang Li had no choice but to say, anyway, I asked her, why did she have to tell her true thoughts.

"In this way, then Mu Aiqing will think of something else, don't be too bloody." When the king heard Sang Li say this, he looked at the wooden partition and was very indulgent to Sang Li.

I don't know, I think the king has a crush on someone.

Mu Jian looked at Sang Li and said roughly, "What does Grandmaster Sang want to see?" ”

"I want to see the dancers dance." Sang Li leisurely poured himself a glass of wine and took a sip, his snow-like face smiled slightly.

Even if Mu Jian saw too many beauties, he inadvertently flashed his eyes, and said in his nostrils: "Ladies really like what girls chirp!" ”

Sang Li smiled indifferently: "I just like girls." ”

Mu Jian was dumbfounded.

Wang Shang said: "Mu Aiqing has worked hard today, since Grandmaster Sang likes to watch the dancing queen, then watch the dancing queen, what does Mu Aiqing want?" This king can give a reward. ”

Mu Jian was stunned, and after thinking about it, he said, "The last general wants to see if he can pull the Long Moon Bow." ”

Wang Shang was stunned, the Long Moon Bow could be placed in the treasure house for so long, naturally no one could pull it, and he pulled it two years ago, but he couldn't pull it.

The king himself tried, but he couldn't pull it.

The Long Moon Bow was originally discovered by the king in the deep sea ruins of the Wood Continent and was regarded as a treasure, but later no one could pull it.

They also had people build it, but everyone knew the material of the Long Moon Bow, but no one could make a real Long Moon Bow.

And who made the Long Moon Bow, no one knows.

"It depends on whether Grandmaster Sang is willing or not." Wang Shang laughed.

Mu Jian looked at Sang Li, his eyes seemed to be asking, but this person was fierce, even if he had no expression, he was very scary, which was what others thought.

Sang Li didn't feel anything, she took out the long box containing the Long Moon Bow that had just been put into the space, handed it over, and said slowly: "General Mu is free." ”

Mu Jian glanced at Sang Li in surprise, the Long Moon Bow was very heavy, and now it should be heavier with arrows and wooden boxes, but the woman easily took it with one hand and handed it to him.

"Do you want to try it yet?" Sang Li reminded.

Mu Jian came back to his senses, hugged the long wooden box, carefully put it on the ground, and then took out the deep sea-like long bow, this bow has a certain weight, and the delicate lady can't hold it, Mu Jian pondered and glanced at Sang Li, and saw that Sang Li was confused.

Mu Ji fell on the dark blue longbow again, and when he took out the dark blue longbow, he felt the feeling of the sea rushing towards him, and the white moon-colored bowstring stood upright.

Mu Jian took a deep breath, put his hand on the bow and string, and began to pull it up hard.

Everyone saw that Mu Jian hadn't moved yet, thinking that he was still preparing, even if he couldn't pull it, he could pull it out a little bit.

Everyone only saw that the black-faced and rugged General Mu's face was black and red, and he felt as if he had exhausted all his strength, and it seemed that he had not used any force.

The wooden partition was already very hard, but the bowstring did not move at all, and his palms were red and overflowing with blood, but the bowstring still failed to pull a point.

After a long time, he finally deflated: "The last general has not been able to pull a single bit." ”

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