Chapter 67: Beili Wolf King x Central Plains Prince 3

What? !

These people want to use him as a human target!

[System 052: Or you could just beg...]

052 He stopped talking halfway, realizing it was useless.

Qian Zhou: Do you think he is Gu Sheng?

And no matter what, Qian Zhou would not ask Xiao Jintian for help, one reason being that he also holds a grudge.

Xiao Jintian kicked him so hard, how could Qian Zhou, a prince after all, be so spineless?

"My lord, if this hurts the hostages..."

Xiao Jintian didn't care and waved his hand nonchalantly, "As long as the person is not dead, that's fine."

The bearded man did not mind the trouble, he used the key to open the red iron door and escorted Qian Zhou out.

Xiao Jintian's gaze lingered on Qian Zhou. After taking a closer look, he realized that his thin figure did lack a sense of strength.

This man was very clever, and his martial arts skills were strange and swift, making up for his lack of strength.

Qian Zhou broke free from the bearded man's grip, and his voice, faintly tired, spoke from beneath his mask, "I can walk on my own."

Yuan Hao outside the door said "Oh" and walked in and put his arm around Xiao Jintian's shoulder.

"You still have a bad temper. Even at this point, you still refuse to lower yourself. You're really stubborn."

Yuan Hao and Xiao Jintian grew up together. He is the Wolf King's most capable deputy general and is also a good friend of Xiao Jintian in private.

Both of them have the same crazy temperament. They don't believe in heaven or earth, but only in themselves.

He knew that Xiao Jintian was whipped 60 times.

"Hey, someday my brothers will tie him up and beat him for three days and three nights."

Xiao Jintian had very good physical fitness when he was young, which was much stronger than the princes who were engaged in intrigue in the court all day long.

He glanced at the sweat on Qianzhou's forehead and snorted.

Judging from his condition, he will not be able to hold on and will die within half a day.

"It's boring to kill him directly, so keep him for fun."

Compared to Yuan Hao, Xiao Jintian is more crazy and his methods are sharp and cruel.

I just like to grind slowly.

Birdsong could be heard occasionally in the dark night. The camp was filled with makeshift tents, and the prison cells were not used all year round.

It was originally planned to be built into a training ground for military exercises, but it was repeatedly delayed due to the outbreak of war.

A cold wind blew by, and Qian Zhou's blood seemed to be soaked in ice, causing him to feel stinging all over with the slightest movement.

When the soldiers saw Qian Zhou, the protagonist, coming, they all started to make a fuss.

A bonfire was burning on the sand, occasionally making crackling sounds.

There was an open space in the middle, and Qianzhou was almost pushed to the ground. He felt someone wrapping something around him.

"There are seven targets in total. Whoever hits the most prizes will win a prize. Go get some good wine from the king tonight!"

"Okay!" the soldiers responded in unison.

Seven fluttering red ribbons were tied at different places on Qianzhou's body. His hands were tied, leaving only his legs free to move.

This is a rare way of playing in the military camp.

The red belt is not tied tightly. As long as you shoot accurately, the momentum of the arrow tip will pull the red belt out.

Because people move, the wind also moves.

Therefore, the aiming requirement is extremely high, and people who play this way generally don't care about the life or death of the human target.

Xiao Jintian pushed away the bow offered by his men and said, "Play by yourself. The king does not bully his soldiers."

If he took the bow, then no one else would have a job tonight.

Xiao Jintian turned his eyes to the side and looked at the Shura Mask with displeasure, but his expression could not be seen because his face was covered.

Is this guy scared silly or what? Why is he not moving at all?

Qian Zhou stood in the middle of the open space, with red ribbons fluttering around his body. Even though his white robe was covered in dust, it couldn't hide his cool and elegant demeanor.

Yuan Hao clicked his tongue and turned his head away.

"What?" Xiao Jintian looked at him teasingly.

Yuan Hao lowered his voice and said simply, "It's hot."

The night wind in Beili is chilly, only cold, not hot.

Xiao Jintian knew his temper and immediately raised his lip, "It's only been a few days, and you're so horny, you can actually get hard on a man?"

"Maybe the people in the Central Plains are just more tender, unlike us, who have thick skin and flesh." Yuan Hao said ambiguously.

That waist and legs look even more attractive than the girls in Kuilou, Yuan Hao thought.

Xiao Jintian threw him a bow and said, "Go and grab the prize. If you are a homosexual, go back home."

Yuan Hao had no choice but to continue and stand with a group of new recruits.

He felt a little embarrassed, holding the bow in his hand, not knowing whether to lift it or put it down.

The young people around were still smiling and greeting General Yuan, not realizing anything fishy.

Xiao Jintian is no longer the young boy he used to be. Yuan Hao only said this.

He can't tolerate any sand in his eyes.

Yuan Hao is not allowed to have any thoughts, not even a hint of them.

"General Yuan, why isn't he shooting yet?"

No one was sure what Xiao Jintian meant.

Although he is a human target and his life or death is of no concern, this time it is not a rookie general or any random shrimp soldier or crab general.

He was the Third Prince of the Central Plains Imperial Family, a renowned figure. Who would dare to truly harm him? Who would dare to dare to do such a thing in front of Xiao Jintian?

No one knows whether the king wants the third prince to be alive or dead, injured or disabled.

I simply gave the first shot to Yuan Hao to set an example.

Qian Zhou saw all of this and thought that this world was really much more difficult and everyone was very clever.

He turned sideways, letting the wind blow up the red belt on his body, but the red belt was only that long.

It's easy to get hurt by mistake anyway.

Yuan Hao gritted his teeth, drew his bow, and shot the first arrow under everyone's gaze.

"As expected of General Yuan, he won first prize!"

Qianzhou was unharmed.

The arrow with a red ribbon on it fell on a tree stump not far away.

Xiao Jintian's expression did not change, but Yuan Hao knew that he was not satisfied with this arrow.

Yuan Hao pointed at the young man who was making trouble and said, "Two arrows each, you shoot the next one."

Qianzhou changed his posture, facing the arrow tip, and held his breath.

He gathered his strength, moved quickly, and dodged the next arrow.

The red belt was only grazed on the edge and no one hit it.

Xiao Jintian raised his eyebrows. This speed could indeed easily dodge those soft arrows.

He looked at Yuan Hao and asked someone to bring a jar of the best jade wine, which caused a sensation.

This is the fine wine that Xiao Jintian has collected. At this point, the reward is more than just a jar of wine.

Yuan Hao sighed in his heart, pulled the bowstring to its full extent, and aimed at Qian Zhou.

Under the Shura mask, cold sweat had already appeared on Qianzhou's forehead, but his eyes and expression were somewhat excited.

His movements seemed like he was going to dodge, but after Yuan Hao attacked, Qian Zhou seemed to be suddenly injured by an old injury.

He moved slowly and took Yuan Hao's arrow.

As luck would have it, he was shot in the shoulder again, and blood gushed out, dripping onto the surface of the sand.

"I failed." Yuan Hao looked towards Xiao Jintian's position, but his face darkened.

Xiao Jintian has already left.

Yuan Hao threw the bow on the ground and turned around to chase after him.

"Just kill me!"

[System 052: You can obviously dodge it, why are you doing this?!]

Qian Zhou: Hiss... If you can tell, Xiao Jintian can tell too.

He just wanted to drag Yuan Hao into the water.