The belly of the dark emperor

Chapter 632 Let her go by herself

The noisy crowd, at the moment when Nalan Qingyu opened the bow and arrow, seemed to be controlled by a kind of magic power, and couldn't help but quiet down.

But not long after, many people couldn't help but secretly laughed or whispered.

Regardless of whether it is the blue team or the red team, there are not many people except Yingying and Leng Mobai, and no one else thinks highly of Nalan Qingyu.

They didn't expect Nalan Qingyu's results at all.

Nalan Qingyu's trembling hands, even a layman can tell that in her state, it's good to be able to hit the target, let alone win Nangong Muxue.

Nangong Muxue put her arms around her arms, not worried at all.

Can Nalan Qingyu beat her?Then she just swallowed these bows and arrows, just like her, and went back to practice for a few more years.

Yingying didn't speak, she clenched her fists with both hands, silently cheering for Nalan Qingyu in her heart.

"Honorable Master..." Remnant Soul lowered his head, and called out to Huangfu Minghan in a low voice.

But before Remnant Soul could say anything about it, he was stared at by Huangfu Minghan's cold eyes.

"Let her go by herself." Huangfu Minghan didn't need Remnant Soul to speak, he already knew what Remnant Soul wanted to say.

He just said something so lightly.

He believed in Nalan Qingyu, he really believed in her.

That's why he can be so confident.

The remnant soul bowed his head in silence, since the lord had said so, he naturally didn't dare to say anything more.

Nalan Qingyu over there took a deep breath.

The wrist still hurts badly, as if there are tens of thousands of steel needles stuck in the bone at the same time, as long as there is a little force, the pain will be piercing.

Nalan Qingyu bit her lower lip, her lips turned white, and the sweat on her forehead had already soaked some of her temple hair that had been mischievously running over.

She adjusted her breath, thinking about the essentials of archery that Yingying told her just now.

Try to relax yourself and maintain the feeling you just practiced.

I couldn't help but slowly adjust my body, posture, and target.

Nalan Qingyu's every action was very serious.

No matter how painful her wrist was, she didn't put her arm down and didn't make a sound.

It seems that time has passed for a long time, and I really want it to be just for a while.

Nalan Qingyu finally shot the arrow in his hand, and the arrow that flew forward quickly attracted everyone's attention.

Everyone couldn't help but look at the arrow that was flying like a target, and their hearts couldn't help but fluctuate.

People in the blue team can't help but look forward to it.

The arrow seemed to be riding a gust of wind, and with a white light, it went straight to the target.

Only heard, a small sound.

The arrow finally reached its destination.

However, Nalan Qingyu's arrow was still on the target.

What was even more exciting was that although Nalan Qingyu's arrow missed the heart.

However, her arrow was in front of Nangong Muxue's arrow, fully two finger widths closer than Nangong Muxue's arrow.

hiss--

After everyone saw it clearly, they couldn't help but gasped.

This...how could it be like this?

Nalan Qingyu, that half-tongued, trembling novice with a bow and arrow, was not favored by everyone.

How could her grades be better than Nangong Muxue's? How could it be possible?
No one thought of it.

This result was even more exciting than the match just now.

No one expected that Nalan Qingyu would come back in the end.

Although the result was not much higher than Nangong Muxue's, it was enough to win...

(End of this chapter)