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Chapter 20 Is it normal for a gentleman to know how to shoot arrows?

downtown.

The delicious food that fell from the sky caused a temporary congestion on the street.

In the sky, there was a giant falcon, like an arrow that had left the string, it flew into the feeding window with precision, and it landed firmly on the arm of a person.

This bird of prey has a snow-white background, black and brown spots like dots of ink, splashed all the way from the neck to the tail of the wings, the wings are beautiful, the mouth is sharp, and it is very beautiful.

It tilted its head, and its cold, sharp golden eyes reflected the luxurious private room on the third floor of Yuanming Building.

There was a man with disheveled hair and excited eyes, who seemed to have just woken up, with his purple nightgown untied, standing by the window of the box with his chest uncovered.

Together with the snow falcon on his brocade arm, he looked around the house like a wolf.

In addition to the eight strong Kunlun slaves standing at the door, there was a row of trembling slaves kneeling on the ground inside the house.

"Okay, continue to serve the food, don't delay the young master's good deeds."

The servants trembled and went out to serve the dishes.

After finishing speaking, the eagle-armed man in nightgown grabbed a plate of hot food, spilled it out of the window, then teased the snow falcon, then turned his head and said casually to the eagle slave in a row of slaves: "Jueyun'er is hungry, come on!" Meat."

The hawk slave silently opened a brocade box and took the hawk food.

At this moment, among the servants who did not dare to raise their heads when they entered the room to serve food, a tall orchid with deep eyes and high nose just walked to the table with a plate of meat. The smell of meat suddenly spreads its wings.

"what!"

The dish in the hands of the tall slender orchid swayed and smashed to the ground, and the oily broken porcelain was scattered all over the floor, and a few pieces fell to the feet of the man in purple nightgown who was playing hawk by the window.

There was a sudden silence in the house.

The man in the purple nightgown who was eating excitedly by the window suddenly calmed down, turned his head slowly, and looked at the tall orchid who was desperately kowtowing for mercy among the broken porcelain on the ground.

Jue Yun'er on his arm jumped down, this very hungry animal was pecking at the flesh on the ground.

The man in the purple nightgown didn't look angry, he raised his hand as a signal, and the eagle slave stepped forward and put a small black bag around Jue Yun'er's head, temporarily stopping it.

"Ugh."

The man in the purple nightgown looked at Orchid on the ground and sighed.

Squat down and hook her chin up.

Tilting his head in doubt, he asked:
"Why did you overturn my master's food? Lost your temper?"

"My family... my family dare not, master spare my life, master spare my life!"

"Didn't you just lose your temper?"

"No, it's my slave's slippery hands. How dare you lose your temper with the master, please forgive me."

"Huh, it's better if you don't lose your temper. I'm most afraid of others losing their temper with me. My second brother likes to lose his temper with me. It's still the kind of cold violence. I can't bear to shake my face every day. It's better for my elder brother. He's never been right. When I lose my temper, I will always be calm and calm. When I do something wrong, my eldest brother only teaches me and never scolds me."

"So it's fine if you don't lose your temper, girl. We can all get along well. Don't lose your temper, okay?"

Hu Ji cried, "Don't dare, I don't dare..."

"Shhhhhh, don't cry, okay, okay, don't cry, it won't look good if you cry any more, although I think you barbarians are ugly, but it's a virtue of our celestial kingdom, isn't it?

"Come on, this young master wipes away your tears, don't cry."

"Thank you, master, thank you!" Hu Jilihua kowtowed in gratitude.

"You're welcome, but if you have to thank me, then help me feed the eagle. Your plate of meat is delicious, and Jue Yun'er is hungry."

"Okay, okay, I will feed the eagle to the master!" Hu Ji immediately went to pick up the meat on the ground as if she had been pardoned.

The man in the purple nightgown gave a soft "sip" twice, patted her head to stop her, "Wait, it's not the meat on the ground, it's mine."

He stretched out his hand, and the Yingying slave coldly handed over a box of mixed-race minced meat.

"My fresh minced wild poultry meat is Jue Yun'er's favorite food. Its beak can pierce the iron plate. Be careful and help me feed it."

The tall slender Orchid hurriedly reached out to pick it up, but the man in the purple nightgown put the dish on her hand, but grabbed her wrist again to prevent her from moving.

Hu Ji was confused, but he grabbed a handful of mixed-race minced meat from the plate, and began to wipe it from Hu Ji's forehead down, all the way to her neck, especially her sunken eye sockets that are unique to Hu people, especially for men in purple nightgowns. Carefully wiped a lot of blood and minced meat on it.

Hu Ji was stunned, this exotic face was covered with sticky minced meat, after the man in the purple nightgown wiped it like no one else, he easily picked up the plate, sprinkled the rest on her black temples, and threw the plate aside .

He took a silk handkerchief from the Kunlun slave, wiped his hands, and slowly said something that made Orchid fall into an ice cave.

"Why are you still standing there, go downstairs and run quickly. My eagle has been hungry for a few days, and it likes to eat the meat on your face. Don't rub it, run quickly, if you can jump into it before it hits your face In the Butterfly Creek on the wharf, I only keep your eyes. Tsk tsk, this kind of cat-like blue eyes is really ugly."

The room was silent for a moment.

But as the eagle slave pressed the struggling eagle on his arm, he turned and looked at her coldly.

Hu Ji screamed "Ah", rushed out of the door like crazy, and ran downstairs.

The four Kunlun slaves chased her down to prevent her from hiding in the building and not going out on the street.

And the scream echoed by the woman seemed to turn on a certain switch on the man in the purple nightgown. The man who had a compassionate face one second, jumped up on the spot the next second, laughing wildly, with blood on his face. , he ran to the window with great excitement, looked down at the orchids who were desperately pushing away the refugees and running for their lives in the street, and shouted:

"Run, run, run quickly, don't you like to dance Hu Xuan dance, I want to see how strong your legs are!"

……

"Little Junior Sister...Brother Ling Jiang, what are you doing?"

"Obviously, shopping."

"I know, but why do you buy a sword and a bow?"

"I am a gentleman."

"Uh, so do I."

"It's different, I'm really a gentleman."

"You see I'm fake?"

"No. But we're still different."

"and then?"

"The sword is a gentleman's tool, and it should be matched. 'Shooting' is one of the six arts of a gentleman stipulated by the sage, and it should be matched."

"Then 'Yu' is too, do you want to match you with a horse?"

"It's not impossible, but the outside is full of water, so it's not convenient to ride."

"Okay, there are reasons and evidence, and you have money, so you can do whatever you want. I'll go buy some oranges, you don't want to move while standing here."

"it is good."

In the bustling West Market, Ouyang Rong and Yan Wuxie found Xie Lingjiang who was picking out bows and swords in the weapon shop, and they were a little surprised.

This noble daughter of the Xie family does not like red makeup, but loves the tools of a gentleman.

Ouyang Rong laughed dumbfounded, and ignored her. They bought some more things, gathered together, walked through the West Market, and returned to the county government office.

However, just as they stepped into a busy street, they were actually stuck in a "traffic". Looking carefully, a group of refugees were crowding for food on the street next to a luxury restaurant in front of them, and on the third floor of the restaurant, there was a man laughing The son-in-law is crazy, throwing food, laughing and scolding.

Ouyang Rong and Xie Ling Jiang Qi frowned, Yan Wuxie glanced at him, and said with an ugly expression, "It seems to be Liu Zilin, the third young master of the Liu family, who usually calls himself the third prince and is the tyrant of Dragon City..."

Ouyang Rong didn't need Yan Liulang's introduction to tell that this was a heavyweight.

"Mingfu, we..."

"You go to the yamen to call someone."

But when the few people stopped, a weeping orchid with a dirty face suddenly squeezed out of Yuanming's downstairs, among the crowd rushing for food, and wanted to separate from the crowd and escape emotionally.

But the crowds on the street were so dense that there was no room for her to sneak in, and behind her, a few strong Kunlun slaves also chased and surrounded her with laughter.

At the window on the third floor, the man in the purple nightgown who seemed to be called "Liu Zilin" blushed, licked his lips, nodded like counting down, and suddenly roared and ordered:

"Throw an eagle!"

Suddenly there was an angry cry of a bird of prey on the long street!

A vigorous giant falcon "shoots" out of the feeding window, like a sharp arrow that cannot be turned back.

The crowd parted like a tidal wave of fright, but the collapsed Hu Ji had no time to run, fell to the ground, and crawled backwards, but Jue Yun'er had already rushed head-on.

Upstairs, Liu Zilin waited with great anticipation for the moment when the scene of flesh and blood blooming.

Whoosh!
Bang!
Then there was the cry of a bird of prey.

The whole place fell silent.

The weeping Orchid froze and touched her face.

Nothing happened.

Where's the eagle?

The crowd of onlookers and the crazy Liu Zilin upstairs were all stunned and turned their heads to look.

A snow-white bird was nailed to a plaque with the word "Yuan Ming" written on one side by a thin arrow.

There was blood splattered all over the white plaque.

At the end of the street, Ouyang Rong silently turned his head to look at Miss Xie who was still in the posture of bending the bow and shooting the eagles. She had a pair of slender eyebrows beside the strings, and she stood in a standard posture. Very sassy, ​​a bit like bellflower.

The eyes of the audience also gathered.

In the next second, Liu Zilin on the third floor rushed downstairs with his servant in a rage:
"Dare to shoot my bird!"

Xie Lingjiang turned his head without changing his face, and said to someone who is also a gentleman: "Brother Lianghan, why are you looking at me like that? I am a gentleman, so it is not normal to shoot an evil bird?"

"..." Ouyang Rong.

Are you a sparrow?This horse is a fierce eagle rushing at eighty miles per hour!
(End of this chapter)