Concubine Allure: Pick up a prince and grab the country

Chapter 267 Chapter 299
Mo Fengyi nodded solemnly.

"Well, I see, you like doing men's jobs."

The words are full of anger.

"Me!—You!" Mo Fengyi, you venomous tongue man, if you don't disturb others, you are not Mo Fengyi, you are really mad at her!
Mo Fengyi didn't care about Yan Qingcheng, he went to the bow stand and picked a bow casually, and handed it to Yan Qingcheng.

Yan Qingcheng angrily snatched the bow from Mo Fengyi's hand, who knew that the bow was heavier than imagined, and the moment she snatched it, she almost bent down. She hurriedly lifted the bow calmly, and glared at Mo Feng angrily. Yi.

Mo Fengyi, on the other hand, had an innocent expression of "you said you wanted to do physical work".

Yan Qingcheng whizzed by a hundred grass and mud horses in his heart, and suddenly felt that when he pulled Mo Fengyi to shoot an arrow, he was completely throwing a stone at his foot.But right now, the shopkeeper had already arranged all the two candlesticks and was waiting for them to enter. Yan Qingcheng was embarrassed to leave the stage temporarily, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and stand at the position directed by the shopkeeper with a bow in hand.

She took a deep breath, then lifted her breath and tried the bow. The bow was almost as heavy as a shot put, and she could barely lift it up.

Yan Qingcheng cast a resentful glance at Mo Fengyi, who was calm and composed beside him, and pulled the bow away with all her strength, while gritting her teeth at Mo Fengyi and yelling in a low voice.

"Why are you still standing there! Hurry up and take the arrow."

Mo Fengyi slowly took out an arrow from the quiver next to him, walked to Yan Qingcheng's side, paused, and then stopped moving.

Yan Qingcheng's face was flushed at this moment due to the difficulty of drawing the bow. Seeing that Mo Fengyi was still not moving, she almost stretched her back in one breath, and urged:

"Nock an arrow!"

Holding the arrow, Mo Fengyi spread his hands helplessly, saying:
"Then you have to leave a place for me to nock the arrow."

Yan Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, and then looked at his bow-drawing hand. If a person shoots an arrow, he only needs to set the arrow with one hand, hold the arrow with the other hand, and then draw the bow with both hands at the same time.

However, if two people shoot arrows, one needs to stand in front and aim at the arrow, and one person stands behind, with both hands around the arrow and draws the bow at the same time.

Therefore, if Mo Fengyi aimed at the arrow, he had to stand in front of her and get into her arms.

Yan Qingcheng suddenly put away his bow, handed it to Mo Fengyi solemnly, and said solemnly:
"Physical work is indeed what a man should do. You draw the bow, and I will set the arrow."

Letting a man who was a head taller than her get into her arms and shoot an arrow, the scene was ridiculous even thinking about it.

Mo Fengyi slightly raised his eyebrows, glanced at Gong, but didn't speak.

The man in black had already managed to shoot out the first candle with the woman in yellow. Out of the corner of his eye, Yan Qingcheng and Mo Fengyi were still arguing over who was drawing the bow and who was holding the arrow. sneer.

This smile was caught by Yan Qingcheng, who had a keen insight, and her competitive spirit was seriously stimulated. Seeing Mo Fengyi taking the bow slowly, he seemed to be still getting used to the weight, and he was not in a hurry to draw the bow, so he immediately moved towards it. He added something in his ear.

"If you win, the pocket crossbow will be yours."

A smile appeared in Mo Fengyi's blue pupils, and he said something lightly.

"Get the arrow."

Yan Qingcheng immediately obediently took out an arrow, and waited attentively for Mo Fengyi to draw the bow.

Mo Fengyi glanced at her and shook his head.

"It's three."

Yan Qingcheng's eyes were wide open in shock, did Mo Fengyi plan to shoot three arrows in salvo?

Shocked, Yan Qingcheng immediately took out three arrows excitedly, staring at Mo Fengyi with bright eyes.

Mo Fengyi pouted amusedly.

"Don't look at me, look at the candle."

(End of this chapter)