Dressed in the white moonlight of the blind prince

Chapter 100 I invite you to dinner (2)

In desperation, Hanyue scolded the eighteenth generation of Ming Ye's ancestors in her heart, then got up and prepared to find food by herself.

"I'll treat you to dinner." Han Yue had just taken two steps when she heard Ming Ye's lazy voice behind her.

Hanyue glanced around again, there are trees here besides trees, what does he want to invite her to eat?
He raised his eyebrows and looked at Ming Ye, only to see that he raised his hand slightly, and a bow appeared in his palm. The red and fiery bow seemed to be on fire.

Ming Ye threw the bow to Hanyue, Hanyue reached out to catch it, her figure suddenly became unstable, and she staggered a few steps back.

Damn, what kind of bow is this? It looks small and exquisite, why is it so heavy in your hand, but Ming Ye just threw it up all of a sudden, does it turn out that he has such deep internal strength?

Han Yue looked at Ming Ye, her eyes flickered.

"Why are you in a daze, what do you want to eat, go beat it yourself." With a light flick of Ming Ye's finger, a peanut hit Han Yue's forehead, it didn't hurt, but it was slightly numb.

Hanyue: "..."

Could it be called his treat to go hunting by himself?Hanyue thinks she has learned a lot...

Hanyue stretched out her hand to pull the bow, but she couldn't pull it away, it was harder than a stone.

Frowning, this bow obviously looks very light and exquisite, why is it like this, when she tried to pull it again, her fingers were cut with bloodstains, but the string of the bow did not move at all.

"How do you want me to hunt with a bow but no arrows?" Hanyue was a little annoyed and threw the bow to Mingye.

However, just as she threw it, the bow flew up again, and stood in front of her, shaking from side to side.

Hanyue bypassed the bow and continued to walk forward. Since she couldn't draw the bow, she had better grab it with her bare hands.

But the bow was persistent and kept blocking her way.

"What on earth are you going to do?" Hanyue thought it was Ming Ye's mess, and turned back, "Can you make people feel at ease and get something to eat?"

Ming Ye laughed loudly, "Are you sick? Obviously that bow is blocking your way, why did you come here and scold me?"

Hanyue was surprised, turned her head to the bow and asked, "You are the one who wants to block my way?"

The bow is slightly bent, bounced up, and bent down again, just like a person nodding his head.

"Can you understand me?" Hanyue was even more surprised, she stretched out her hand, and the bow fell into her hand again, and tried to pull it again, but it still couldn't be pulled away.

"This is the Godly Bow of the Setting Sun. As long as the arrow is on the string, you don't need to pull it. As long as it is a predestined person, you can let this bow listen to you. It is obvious that it likes you as its master." Ming Ye said lightly behind her.

"But where is the arrow?" Han Yue asked in a daze.

"Thinking power, using thoughts as arrows, you can pull this magic bow." Ming Ye's voice was deep and magnetic, with a kind of magical power, and suddenly became serious, not like his usual appearance.

"Nianli..." Hanyue said the word silently in her heart, but she was surprised in her heart, the setting sun bow?Isn't that the bow Hou Yi used?

"Is this the divine bow that Hou Yi used?" Han Yue looked at Ming Ye and asked.

"Who is Hou Yi?"

Hanyue: "..."

It turns out that this continent is really different from the earth she used to live on. Even if there is a sunset arrow, there is no sequel.

"Go, go and get back everything you want to eat, remember what I said, Nianli." Ming Ye sat leisurely among the leaves, threw up an object in his hand, dropped it again, and then threw it up again ...

Playing like this has been going on, it seems that it will never end.

In Han Yue's eyes, Ming Ye is definitely an impatient person who can't sit still, but he has been sitting in the pile of leaves, playing with something that is not fun, and he can continue like this forever.

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I miss you, do you miss me?It’s so well written that there’s no motivation, why is it swollen?

(End of this chapter)