"What are you laughing at?" Ziye said with white eyes: "My strength is small, I can't pull the bow, and I can't shoot ...... naturally."

In the bow and arrow of the previous life, the bow can be equipped with the latest technology sights, stabilizers and arrow flight shock guards, in addition, the balance bar, extension rod, steady rod and other large and small parts can be designed to allow the archer to pull out the fullest bow, shoot the farthest distance, and hit the target to the maximum extent with the least effort.

In his previous life, Zi Ye played with such a high-tech bow and arrow, where there was a compound bow as bare as a turtle like now.

Such a bow and arrow, if it were not for the accumulation of years of experience, it would be impossible to achieve a certain range and hit rate.

It's this ion Xuan, I'm afraid I don't know how many times I practiced, to have today's achievements.

Therefore, seeing him laughing at himself as a novice, Zi Ye's heart was naturally unhappy.

Ion Xuan didn't speak, slowly stood a hundred meters ahead, and looked sideways with a slight smile: "Come here." ”

His voice is gentle and mellow, with a vague magnetism, always inadvertently making people consciously obey his instructions.

Zi Ye stood beside him with a cold face: "What are you doing?" ”

"I'll just ask you, do you want to learn?"

"Want to ......"

Of course, in this era without guns, bows and arrows are undoubtedly the biggest and most advantageous weapons for long-range attacks, which is why Purple Night wants to forge a god arm crossbow from flint.

"Okay, you have to promise me, what I say, what do you do," Ion Xuan's fingertips suddenly pointed to the tip of her nose, and the smile burned: "Don't turn your face and say that I am playing your tricks." Hooligans ......"

Zi Ye had a vague bad premonition in her heart, but she still nodded openly.

This blue sky is outside, he can't do anything to her.

Ixuan slowly stood behind her, tiptoe away from her steps, and his right hand was on her lower back.

"Stand firmly on your toes, your back is straight and strong, and your hands are arched......"

He grabbed her hands behind Zi Ye as if he were embraced, drew the bow with force, and rubbed his lips against her cheek, signaling her to look sideways.

"Tilt your head slightly, aim at the tip of the arrow and the prey, make sure they have a bright spot, then hold your breath and meditate, remove a qiē distraction, and release the physical and mental ......"

His warm breathing, his whispering, and his ambiguity. The contact made Ziye's breathing a little short, and her heart was beating inexplicably.

It is undeniable that being embraced by a glamorous man will inevitably have some charming reverie and ape hearts.

In the depths of Ion Xuan's eyes, a deep smile bloomed, and his lips opened lightly, and he whispered gently: "According to your own mind, find the most suitable opportunity and release the blow you think is the most appropriate......"

Zi Ye's eyes slowly closed, and after a few deep breaths, he finally forgot about his surroundings and stabilized his mind.

As her eyes suddenly opened, her fingertips were released, arrows flew quickly, and the watermelon in the distance suddenly shattered.

"Ah......" Zi Ye suddenly abandoned her bow and raised her arms as if her favorite team had finally scored a goal, "I hit the ......"

Ion Xuan was about to say something, but Ziye suddenly turned around and hugged her, and kissed him deeply on the face: "Hit, hit, I'm hit......"

Ion Xuan seemed to raise his eyebrows and laughed indifferently: "I saw ......."

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