Lin xiaojiu, I'm going to win

Han mingmei's eyes were filled with pride.

Zhao Dongyang, who was watching from behind, laughed.

With this level of skill, he couldn't even hit the target accurately, and he still had the nerve to compete with Ming Mei?

This Lin xiaojiu was really taking advantage of the fact that Lei Xiao didn't know what his surname was.

Yuan hou looked to the side with a little worry.

However, Lei Xiao and Yan beiming did not seem to care.

Were they really not worried at all?

Han mingmei raised her hand and shot an arrow.

With a "Dong" sound, he hit the bullseye, a full ten points!

"Lin xiaojiu, I'm going to win!"

She chuckled in Lin Hanxing's direction, her expression full of confidence.

On the other hand, Lin Hanxing only patted fierce horse's head with his palm.

"Mischievous."

The fierce horse responded to her with a whine.

The man and horse were in perfect harmony.

"Young master Lei."