Chapter 42

Ryukyu pulled out the crowd and walked inside. The soldiers around him saw that it was the autumn mark. They immediately let a way out. Ryukyu walked effortlessly.

"Good." It's another good call from all over the world.

When Ryukyu stepped out of the crowd, he saw a golden arrow passing through the sky, passing through three overlapping targets on the teaching field, and the square force was exhausted. At the front of the target, xuanyuanche rode past, holding a large golden bow.

It's just this thing. It seems that xuanyuanche is playing with these people. He's bowing to the dead. If he can't shoot the big target, he can go back to his hometown.

At the beginning, when she was ten years old, she shot the willow leaves a hundred meters away, but she still hasn't talked about it.

Take back the eyes of xuanyuanche. Liu Xinai, who was running towards xuanyuanche from the side of Ryukyu, turned out to be the peacock with open screen.

"Brother Che, how are you?" Fierce vertical horse up, Liu Xin AI big open arms towards xuanyuanche jump.

Xuanyuanche saw the coldness of the horse's bridle, and then he let go.

"Brother Che." The grievance voice of the sour man.

Ryu yuemian smoked. Today, I don't need to eat any more. I've lost my appetite. This woman can't speak well.

"Men and women are different." Xuanyuanche coldly threw down four words, and let the horse go without giving Liu Xinai any face.

"That's how we used to be." Liu Xinai keeps up.

"Before the age of four, don't mention it." That indifferent words, and cold, do not leave a trace of affection.

The king of heaven is enchanting and cold-blooded.

And he is not cold, only facing the moon.

"Heart AI, show the king what you have learned." Liu Xinqing, standing on the other side of the teaching ground, said with a sudden smile. Beside her stood a warm Prince xuanyuancheng.

"Good." All around the teaching hall immediately raised a shout. The Tianchen kingdom is martial, and people respect its ability. Although Liu Xinai is domineering, his martial arts are not weak.

"Brother Che, I will not lose to you." With a loud cry, Liu Xinai's legs caught the horse's body, grabbed the big bow on his back with his backhand, and as soon as he opened his hands, the horse galloped towards the three arrow target.

Heavy arm, bow body, man horse integration.

As soon as the expert reached out his hand, he knew if there was one. When the soldiers on the side saw this, they immediately cheered up. This move of horse back bow is quite beautiful.