The action she is aiming at is very serious and cool.

At this moment, Song Haoyue saw the coldness in her eyes.

Song Yuyue frowned, quietly watching Song Wushou.

At this time, how is she different from her?

How do you feel that the gas field is strong?

Song Worry aims at the target in front and is ready to play the string.

Her stance, the action of pulling the bow... are thousands of times more skilled than before.

Song Yumei scorned the lips, let's see it, and Song Worry was forced to install.

After a minute.

Song Wu worry has not shot the arrow in his hand.

Song Yumei was anxious: "Hurry up, do you dare not shoot?"

Song has no worries and raised her eyebrows. She thought that she was the first to learn archery. She was ten years old.

She is very happy with the Chinese, he likes to play with arrows, and often says that he wants to be a general.

Song Wuyou knew that he would go to join the army from an early age, so in order to be able to accompany him, he liked it when he was a child, and she liked it when she was a child.

He studied archery and she followed. He studied horse riding and she followed. He studied martial arts and practiced swords. She also followed...

Her shot is that he taught him.

She is ten years old, he is thirteen years old... When he teaches her any skills, he is as serious as a big brother, and he can’t bear it.

Their childhood is beautiful, and even after eight years of fighting, it is also beautiful.

Until he laid his own country and owned his own palace, everything changed.

Thinking of this, Song Wushou’s dawn was awkward.

Heart, there is a hint of pain in the forbearance.

She blinked and suddenly her back was stiff.

Is she stupid?

Actually, the front target was regarded as the negative heart, and he wanted to kill his life with an arrow, and he dared not cure her crime.

"That is a thoroughbred horse, docile, and running fast, I call it the Flash." Shemu laughed.

They chose the horse, and they came back side by side to the side of Song.

Gu Yu looked faint, "I still use Ah Hei."

Although Ah Hei is raised in the pasture of the pastoral, Gu Yu will ride it every time he comes.

The Flash in the pastoral mouth is no better, in his opinion, it is not comparable to his black.

Shepherd laughed. "Well, let my Flash compare with your Ahby to see who is the real Flash."

......

"How have you not shot yet?" Song Yumei was anxious, and lost and lost. Is delaying time useful?

Song Wuyou did not hear Song Yongmei's words, but the words of Mugu and Gu Yu passed to her ears.

She looked in the direction and looked at it.

They are dressed in horseback riding, handsome and aggressive.

After watching the horse, Mugo knew that he would be naked and rushing for a while, so he went back and took a white scarf for a while, please wrap his lower body.

But he did not wear it, and placed it directly on Gu Yu’s neck.

The wind blew over, and the white scarf hanging around Gu’s neck fluttered and floated around.

A similar face, a similar figure, a similar cold, let the Song who is in the memory of the worry, once again regarded Gu Yu as the heart of the past life.

When she saw the scarf that Gu Yu was dancing in front of the wind, she appeared in front of her eyes.

The white white pheasant lay neatly on the hand of Chu Palace, and Chu Gonggong recited her purpose to her...

After the end of the purpose, she looked desperately at him with his father.

His eyes were cold and there was no temperature. He said that he would personally test her sin and send her on the road.

Her heart was so painful, she was not numb, and she did not know how much she was afraid of death.

She only has despair, only pain, only sadness...