Without waiting for Yan Heng to speak again, she quickly jumped out of his arms, bent down and picked up the heavy long bow.


    Solemnly floor, face, staring at him, "you, you can''t go back!"


    "... let''s go to the archery field now, shall we?"


    Yan Heng smiled helplessly.


    He paused and looked at the bow in her hand, but his eyebrows frowned.


    He pinched his jaw thoughtfully, "but General Wang''s bow... Should not be suitable for you."


    ……


    Border camp archery field.


    Xiang Xing grabbed his face and looked at the thin, insignificant rattan bow in his hand.


    He glanced at the man who chose the target not far away.


    This bow is indeed much lighter than Wang Hai''s.


    ——But it''s too weak, isn''t it?


    Such a broken bow can''t kill the enemy, even Rabbits


    "Look at your expression, you seem to dislike this carefully selected bow."


    I don''t know when Yan Heng came back from the field.


    Looking at her tangled look on her face, she sneered, "xing''er, your idea like this will offend the bow."


    "... why?"


    Xiang Xing didn''t quite understand. He couldn''t help tilting his head, blinking his soft eyes and looking at him.


    But he saw the man pick up the light rose lips, smile low and take the bow and arrow from her hand.


    Then he turned smartly and neatly, took a bow and shot an arrow at the target set in the field.


    "-- hiss!"


    The arrow is impartial and hits the red heart.


    "The general''s archery is really the first!"


    The onlookers applauded wildly in worship.


    "You see, this bow is in your heart. Is it valuable again?"


    Yan Heng smiled and looked back at the guy who had been stunned, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.


    "Well, then I''ll use this bow!"


    As he expected, Xiang Xing really jumped over with excitement and expectation, grabbed the rattan bow in his hand and held it tightly in his arms.


    Only where he could not see, a duck hiding in a crested walking stick spat silently.


    Cheat children!


    Relying on his own martial arts, he didn''t pick weapons and cheated children properly!


    But... Oh, I wish my ancestors were happy.


    Lest she keep thinking that nightmare is not.


    Soon, under the guidance of Yan Heng''s hand, Xiang Xing slowly learned to draw a bow and take an arrow.


    It was the strength of this body that was really bad. With such a rattan bow, she had a great effort to open it and stagger to aim at the bull''s-eye directly opposite.


    Arrow after arrow.


    Fortunately, over the years before her, including those martial arts experience and understanding saved in reality, she was still there.


    It didn''t take long for her to miss the target, hit the target, and finally almost hit the bull''s-eye with every arrow.


    Even Yan Heng on one side had a stunning light at the bottom of his eyes.


    The Fu of his family is higher than he thought.


    ……


    That''s how I learned it for several years.


    Gradually, Yan Heng suddenly found that Xiang Xing seemed to look at him silently every time he took a bow.


    He thought for a moment, and then suddenly approached her as she looked at herself again.


    "Xing''er, do you have something to say to me?"


    He asked with a smile, his arm around her body, quietly took the bow and arrow in his hand and put it aside.


    Without retracting his arm, he grabbed the guy directly, hung his head, and kissed the nervous pink lips.


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