Gu Xiaoran looked at him, did not know why, suddenly heartache.

He is in charge of the whole business. He has a lot of money.

In the eyes of all people, high above, omnipotent.

But at this time, what she saw in his eyes was loneliness.

"Ready?" Mo Qing looked to him.

Gu Xiaoran came to him, stood with him on the shoulder, took out three arrows from the quiver, "start!"

Mo Qing threw a stone again and hit the tree pole to let more leaves fall.

He bent down to pick up a small stone, turned his palm up, flicked his middle finger lightly, hit the opposite tree pole with the sound of the wind, then extended his palm on the arrow basket, nine arrows jumped out of the arrow basket, and he grabbed them.

Gu Xiaoran quickly looked at the place where the leaves were thick. He shot three arrows in succession and flew straight to the tree pole in front of him.

Sure enough, she can fly as well as she can, and her archery is excellent.

Gu Xiaoran was surprised. When did he learn these skills?

Before 12?

So how many unexpected things did she lose in those memories?

Fly a plane, archery!

Does Mo Qing know that she can do this, or is it a coincidence?

There was a swish in my ear.

Mo Qing is also a triple shot, and her gestures are exactly the same, the only difference is that he sent out three arrows at a time, that is to say, triple shot out nine arrows.

When the tree pole was just hit, the leaves fell intensively, so his nine arrows would go through when the leaves were densest, while the arrows behind her would go through less leaves if they slowed down a step.

After Gu Xiaoran was stunned, he immediately shot an arrow and hit his last three arrows, followed by three successive shots. Three arrows went through the leaves and flew to the tree pole.

As long as she flies his three arrows, even if she is a little slower, her nine arrows may not lose against his seven.

But like a prophet, he guessed that she would do something bad. The last arrow in his hand flew out, and with the sound of breaking the air, he quickly caught up with the bad arrow.

With a "Ding" sound, he knocked Gu Xiaoran's arrow away and nailed it firmly into the branch. In the middle, he put on a few leaves.

Gu Xiaoran failed to fly his three arrows. Instead, he lost one of his own. Instead of stealing chicken, he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

Seeing that his ten arrows were steadily staring at the opposite tree pole, she had no chance to use them any more, so she had to shoot the remaining three arrows as fast as possible, put on as many leaves as possible, and strive for the last chance.

"Deng, Deng, Deng!"

Gu Xiaoran's last three arrows didn't enter the tree pole. Without waiting for Mo Qing, she rushed forward to check the result.

After all, they wear more leaves than whose arrow.

His arrow is thick. Even if it goes through the leaves, the leaves will break and fall, not stay on the shaft.

Although she lost an arrow, she was not willing to admit defeat without seeing clearly.

But when Gu Xiaoran looked at his arrow nailed to the tree pole, he was completely depressed.

As she thought, the leaves are only the size of coins. His thick head will inevitably break when it passes through, but his arrow is very fast, and it goes through the leaf layer when the falling leaves are most dense, and leaves are squeezed together, even if it is broken, it will not fall open.

Although her arrows are thin, they can't be like him. What she shoots in three series are nine arrows. Only three arrows pass through the leaf layer when the leaves are densest, while the leaves on the other six are rare.

Plus one less arrow, she lost magnificently.

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