Chapter 198： Does he not know how to play?

Chapter 198 Can he not play?

Mo Beiyuan remembered that Yunran had told him that on weekdays, the two small groups should be praised more, so that the two small groups will become more and more confident.

Everyone:? ? ?

Is that the end?

Are they all shot?

The arrows were all shot out.

But right now, they couldn't see at all whether the little dumpling had really hit the bull's-eye.

I can only see clearly when those flying monsters land.

Looking at the fifteenth prince again, after many times of aiming, he finally shot the first arrow hesitantly.

Immediately followed by the second arrow, the third arrow...

When the fifteenth prince finished shooting all ten arrows, Xiao Tuanzi almost fell asleep in his father's arms.

Strengthening his big eyes, staring at the sky, and entertaining himself, he began to dub the fifteenth prince: "Whew... didn't shoot Papa!"

"Whew...and missed the poop!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, why haven't you shot Papa yet!"

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The fifteenth prince was already nervous, but it was okay for Xiao Tuanzi to give him a target after he finished.

The problem was in Xiaotuanzi's mouth. He missed all of them, and one missed.

When the fifteenth prince finally shot the arrow, his hands trembled from being too nervous.

Xiaotuanzi yelled out: "You shot that uncle's arm! Don't you know how to play this game! Mother said, it's going to shoot Da Feixiu's **** on the neck... the one in the middle A red circle will do."

Xiao Tuanzi was a little anxious when he saw that he actually shot someone, thinking that he didn't know how to play this game at all.

The clothes on the back of the fifteenth prince are soaked: Does he know how to play? Doesn't he want to hit those bullseyes? But his eyes couldn't see the position of the bull's-eye at all.

These words do not hurt much, but they are extremely insulting.

When all those flying monsters landed, everyone saw the little arrow stuck in the bullseye.

As for the fifteen princes' arrows, as Xiao Tuanzi said, none of them hit the bull's-eye, and the last one hit the arm of the guard on the flying monster's back.

This little dumpling's arm strength, eyesight, and accuracy are all too scary!

She is still a child!

A three-and-a-half-year-old milk doll!

Everyone was so shocked that they didn't know what to say.

Shen Lang: What kind of bloodline is Mo Beiyuan this man!

When he saw the archery target, the emperor's smile gradually froze. The fifteen princes he was so proud of lost to Xiao Yezhong from Mo Beiyuan's family.

Xiaotuanzi didn't seem to know how scary his behavior was just now, and he lay obediently in his father's words, already starting to feel sleepy.

He took several breaths in a row.

But still holding on, not letting myself sleep.

Baozi saw that she was dozing off, and said, "I won't compete today, my sister is going to bed, and I will compare the rest tomorrow."

The emperor was seeing that there was no chance to ease the situation of being severely beaten at this time, so he followed Baozi's words and nodded in agreement: "Since the little niece is sleepy, let's compete tomorrow!"

He happened to have the opportunity to think about the countermeasures.

There are five rounds left, and he wants to win at all costs!

Since the emperor has spoken, the ministers naturally dare not have any objections, they are just watching the fun.

However, these two bloodlines of King Yuan are so smart and brave at a young age, and when they grow up, they are absolutely amazing!

At this moment, who would dare to laugh at the fate of King Yuan, the lone star of the evil spirit?

(end of this chapter)