: 144: A little vermilion

Slender and tender little hands are whiter and more eye-catching than a layer of snow flakes on the ground, Xuanyuan has a trace of trance, and the body and mind are like falling into a pile of soft and tender cotton In the middle, fluttering. . .
Snapped! ! !
There was another harsh, crisp sound.
Suddenly shocked in his hand, Xuanyuan Yao was stepped back half a step away from the shock.
Something came out of the dark barrel, and even he couldn't see the path of his movement. [
The bullseye on the opposite side trembled, a little cinnabar red, and a small hole was blown out.
"Remember how to use it?" Jixiang withdrew his hand with a smile, very satisfied with the performance of this gun so far.
Xuanyuan Yao didn't speak, and quickly stepped forward, gently peeling off the paper nailed to the dry branches, and suddenly found that small hole painted in black, deep into the tree, and vaguely could see another Side view.
King Yizun couldn't believe what he saw in front of him. He went around the back of the tree and saw the same small hole. There was still high temperature preheating on the trunk, which gave a choking smell.
Very powerful penetrating power.
The most important thing is that he just carried the gun just now, and did not use his own power to achieve such an effect, which is simply appalling.
"Auspicious, this, are you planning to give this king?" Since he thought he was well-informed, a heart was calm enough to be insulted, but twice, he was shocked by what the little fox crafted, and his mind was blank. one slice.
"Don't just say, this is a New Year's gift to the prince, how about it, are you still satisfied?" Just looking at his expression, he knew that Xuanyuan Yao was in love, and looked over and over, as if it were the first Seen once. "However, I have to remind you in advance that the gun has been given to you, but there are not many bullets...