Chapter 58 (2/2)

Shen Miao stood quietly, the wind blowing her wide Cape Cape, purple hunting clothes, eyebrows, but that kind of dignified bearing, as if experienced the calm after the big wind and waves, but gave her the whole person a layer of dazzling brilliance.

Cai Lin slowly opened his bow. He thought: as long as Shen Miao begged for mercy, as long as she shed a tear and said a word for mercy, he could take the opportunity to humiliate her, and there was no need to make such a dilemma.

It's a pity that his wish was in vain. Shen Miao looks calm, as if he did not pay attention to him.

Shen Yue frowned.

Why didn't Shen Miao cry and beg for mercy in his imagination? Why does Shen Miao look more leisurely than Cai Lin?

Many people have discovered this, and their impression of the original straw bag is quietly changing. Not every girl can stand in front of a person holding a bow and arrow, and the situation is calm. If she inherits the calm of Shen Xin's enemy, she can only say that the tiger father has no dog daughter.Cai Lin's hands began to tremble. The fruits of the grass three feet away from him were nothing but easy things to do today. The distance seems to be far away.

And Shen Miao's words lingered in his ears: ”I'm here, do you dare to kill?”

Dare he? Dare he? Dare he?

”Whew,” a sharp arrow across.

But it just swayed in mid air and fell down.

Not even to Shen Miao's clothes, as if lack of strength, not to mention the grass fruit.

There was a lot of laughter.

Some students even laughed and joked, ”Cai Lin, are you so kind that you can shoot ten Zhang at ordinary times, but not three Zhang today?”

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and immediately began to bow and shoot. The second arrow reaches Shen Miao's feet.

The third one flew over Shen Miao's bun and knocked down the grass fruit on Shen Miao's head. Shen Miao's bun was broken and his black hair ran down his shoulders.

However, even when the arrow nearly brushed her cheek, she did not move a look.

Black hair, purple clothes, girl snow skin flower appearance, standing upright in the wind.

Cai Lin's hands softened, and his long bow and arrow fell all over the ground. There was silence.

Even the fool can see that the person who is afraid is not Shen Miao, but Cai Lin.

I'm here. Dare you kill me?

I dare not.

I dare.

She smiles, and there is a little cruelty in her young eyes, and there is a strange beauty in her face, which is still a little naive now.

”Now, it's me.”