The two returned to the palace overnight with three guns on their shoulders.

It's not late yet.

In the empty courtyard of the harem, Shan Yao was holding a spear, aiming at a walnut on the eighty-meter outer wall.

Helan stood aside, "You can see if you can beat it off." ”

"The hand must not shake, parallel to the shoulder, aim with the right eye, and pull the trigger."

"Bang"

Bullets and walnuts rubbed by.

He Lan was a little surprised, the first time he tried, it was very good to be able to hit like this, not to mention that the parts of this gun are not as modern as modern, and the accuracy will definitely be worse.

Being able to touch a walnut at a distance of about one centimeter is already very powerful.

When Silent Yao fired the second shot, the walnut burst open.

He Lan couldn't help but give a thumbs up, "Awesome! ”

When Shi Yao picked up the sniper rifle, his entire aura changed, as if he had become a killing god.

Aim somewhere.

Bang a shot.

He Lan was stunned and slowly turned back.

Almost five hundred meters away, the golden horn on a palace was gone.

She looked back in astonishment, "You ......"

This sniper rifle has not that far range, she has adjusted it for a long time, even she can only hit the distance of about 400 meters, and if it is farther, it will miss.

"How did you hit that far?"

Shi Yao put down the sniper rifle, put it on his shoulder, and said with a smile: "I'll tell you if you kiss me." ”

He Lan immediately ran over and hugged him and kissed him.

The man pointed to the other half of his face, "One is not enough." ”

"Haw, chirp!"

He Lan kissed him wildly, and finally looked at him with bright eyes.

Lonely Yao smiled and gave her the sniper rifle, "When you pull the trigger, add some internal force to the bullet, but not too much, otherwise it will be easy for the bullet to run away, just a little, so that it can bless its flight speed, strength and distance, you try to see if it is what I said." ”

Getting the answer, Helan was eager to try.

Her posture with the gun is very natural, and the moment she aims, her eyes change, after all, she used to be a professional killer and overachiever, and her aura is more or less eerie and dark.

A trace of internal force drilled into the magazine.

"Bang"

"Whoosh"

He Lan was dumbfounded on the spot, her shot was not only 500 meters, but also 700 meters.

No matter how she said it, her marksmanship is more accurate than that of Lonely Yao, she has touched the gun for so many years, in modern times, the gun is considered a part of her body, and the familiar one cannot be more familiar.

He Lan happily jumped up and hugged him, "Husband, you are simply my lucky star." ”

The man put his arm around her and patted her head gently, "But your lucky star is getting old." ”

"That's old, it's still so handsome!" She felt that Lonely Yao had not changed at all, except that she was more calm.

He carried a gun in one hand and Helan in the other, "Let's go, go back to sleep." ”

"Okay."

The next day, Helan went to the morning court.

Ah Jue followed him and learned to shoot.

"The strength must be enough, and your hands must not tremble, otherwise the arrows will shoot yourself." ”

Ah Jue struggled to hold the bow and crossbow with great elasticity, and his small body was trembling by the strength of the bow.

After trying a few times but it didn't work, Lonely Yao had no choice but to pick up a smaller bow and crossbow.

"You watch."

The crossbow was easily pulled away and aimed at a poplar tree a hundred meters away.

"Whoosh"

Arrows, instantly piercing poplars!

The force was so strong that it shook off a few leaves.

Ah Jue's eyes were full of shock, and he applauded excitedly: "Awesome my father!" ”

Shi Yao looked back and chuckled, threw the bow and crossbow to him, and said, "It's my son." ”

He walked to the side of the steps and sat down, pointed to the poplar tree that had been pierced, and commanded his son's Lao Tzu posture, "Continue to practice, when you can shoot and when you stop." ”