The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady

After a while, the wooden door opened itself.

The buddy is busy, please Shen Yan Xiao.

The dark room didn't see any light, and the thick curtains blocked the light coming in through the windows. As Shen Yanxiao just walked into the hut, I felt the hot waves filled the room. By condensing the crystal hanging from the roof, Shen Yanxiao saw a 60-year-old white-bearded old man, carrying a cigarette pouch, sitting in a chair, a pair of sharp eyes staring at himself, and a white beard Next to the old man stood a middle-aged man of forty years old.

"Is you going to buy that bow?" The white-bearded old man took a cigarette and squinted at the small point in front of him. It is no exaggeration to say that if the black bow is set up, it is estimated that it will be higher than this little guy. It is.

Shen Yanxiao immediately guessed the identity of the old man. It is estimated that he is the master of the squad.

"Yes."

Duan master's picky eyes looked at the big thorns on Shen Yanxiao. He swept over the thin little arms and legs of Shen Yanxiao, and then frowned. "This bow is only sold to people who have it, unless You can pull the bowstring, or you can put the bow down and leave."

Shen Yanxiao picked up his eyebrows and raised his hand to try to open the bowstring, but the master suddenly said: "If you want to try, don't be here, you come with me."

He said that he got up and left the room.

Shen Yanxiao was somewhat inexplicable by the old man for a while, but whoever makes the family a master can only follow the past.

Passing through the dark steps, Shen Yanxiao felt that he was going all the way down, until a moment later, there was finally a bright light in front of him.

It was a huge underground playing field. Standing at the entrance, Shen Yanxiao was slightly surprised and looked at the area with half the size of the football field. I didn’t expect it to be in the underground of such an inconspicuous two-story building. There is such a spacious place hidden.

In the martial arts field, hundreds of condensed crystals hang high at the top, and bright light shrouds the entire underground space.

The weapons of various occupations are neatly placed on both sides of the field, extending from the entrance, and you can clearly see the piece of the site dedicated to shooting.

The middle-aged man who stood before the master of the section, when he walked to the side of Shen Yanxiao, couldn’t help but glance at the black longbow in the hand of Shen Yanxiao.

"Can you show it to me?" The tone of the middle-aged man was very mild.

Shen Yanxiao thought about it and gave the bow to him.

The man's hand gently licked the bow, and the calmness in his eyes suddenly became a bit strange.

"This... is made of Cangtianmu!" the man exclaimed.

Shen Yanxiao is quite strange to the three words of Cang Tianmu.

Master Duan was careless: "There is still some eyesight in your kid."

The man's eyes sparkled, and he couldn't help but play with this very long bow.

"Cangtianmu is not nearly extinct? I heard that there is only one of the only moons on the mainland of Luna. The elves on Luna on the mainland have extremely extreme beliefs about Cang Tianmu, and no one is allowed to harm them. One minute, one piece, the master of the sky, where did you come from?

Master Duan screamed: "You can't manage this, how? You also look at this bow? I only recognize one master in my life, who can pull it apart, who it is."