The Sick Villain is Crazy and Wild: Unlimited Traveling Through Books for Freedom

Luo Yichu took him to practice the archery first, but Mu Han's posture of grasping the bow was wrong, so he helped him adjust it.

Mu Han stood there obediently, letting Luo Yichu play with her.

The little national teacher's hand was a little warm, and it fell on the back of his hand, which was crisp and cool.

After adjusting the posture, Mu Han tried to draw the bow.

"Little master, is that so?"

Luo Yichu looked at his wrong posture for drawing the bow, and immediately put his hand on the back of his hand to teach him gently.

"You'll hurt yourself drawing the bow like that."

Like the textbook, Luo Yichu told Mu Han the key to drawing the bow.

He can say whatever he wants to write in the materials given by Xiaolu.

After all, it was his first time archery.

Luo Yichu held the bow with Mu Han's hand, and the arrow shot out.

call out--

The arrow pierced through the air with a hissing sound, and landed on the bull's-eye.

The arrow hit the bull's-eye, Luo Yichu was more excited than Mu Han.

The set meal given by Xiaolu, yyds.

Seeing that the host hit the target, Xiaolu clapped her hands perfunctorily, and praised against her will: "Host, awesome."

One of the survival rules of the system says that in order to get closer to the host, blowing rainbow farts is essential.

As long as the rainbow farts well, it is not afraid that the host will not actively do the task.

"Where, the information you gave is good."

The two boasted a lot against their will, and Luo Yichu taught Mu Han how to archery.

Compared with writing talent, Mu Han's aptitude for archery seems to be slightly inferior.

He held his hand and demonstrated several times, and when it was his turn, all sorts of little things went wrong.

Either the bow is held too high or too low, or the posture of holding the bow is correct but the strength is wrong.

It was the first time for this child to learn archery, and Luo Yichu taught him tirelessly.

Mu Han looked at the little national teacher who was close to his back, and the corner of his mouth smiled slightly.

It turns out that being a little stupid is such a good thing.

He preferred being a stupid apprentice to a clever one.

Therefore, Luo Yichu taught Mu Han for three days before he learned how to hold the bow without making mistakes.

Sure enough, the things that Xiaolu gave for free were not good.

Isn't the villain a barbarian?

Isn't most of the barbarians are highly armed, the villain will not follow his mother!

Luo Yichu was silent.

Her mother is good at learning, but poor in martial arts.

Thinking of this, he fell silent again.

With the progress of His Royal Highness, it is estimated that there will be no chance during the competition.

Because of the delay in progress, Luo Yichu drank two or three more drinks than usual.

In recent days, Mu Han has newly brewed brandy, and the taste is very good.

Xiaolu saw that the host was a little worried and enlightened: "Host, isn't this just right now?

The villains already need to recharge their batteries, and if they expose their intelligence too early, the more they will be targeted. "

When Xiaolu said this, Luo Yichu had an instant epiphany.

It was just an autumn hunt, he took it too seriously.

Winning or losing is actually not important to them, the emperor let them participate, it's nothing more than looking good.

The group of princes practiced horseback riding and archery since they were young, and it seemed unrealistic for His Royal Highness to take the first place in a short period of time. The main reason was that they were afraid of arousing their retaliation and causing the villain to die.

After figuring it out, Luo Yichu made a fool of himself.

As long as the villain holds the bow in the correct posture, and can control the horse without embarrassing in front of others, it will be fine.

In this autumn hunt, they are not the protagonists, so let's watch the show.

"His Royal Highness, we will learn how to ride a horse tomorrow."

Mu Han held the bow in his hand and pulled it away, intentionally missing the target.

"Okay, listen to the little national teacher."

/ / /

The next day.

Luo Yichu rides a horse and takes Mu Han to learn at the training ground.

After one day in a row, his leg hurt.

The injured place was red, when Mu Han applied the medicine to him, Luo Yichu pursed his lips and gritted his teeth.

Too delicate skin is not a good thing either.

When he got off the horse, his legs started to hurt, and it was Mu Han who carried him back.

shame.

After Mu Han applied the medicine, he blew gently on the wound.

The cool wind fell on the skin, and a crisp coolness spread.

His body began to lose his temper again.

"almost."

Luo Yichu lowered his eyes to Mu Han and nodded, and saw him get up blushing, his face still reserved.

"Tomorrow, I will go to practice by myself, and the Master of the National Teacher will take good care of his injuries."

Luo Yichu looked at him worriedly: "Can you do it yourself?"

Mu Han hesitated for a moment after hearing his words, but still nodded.

Riding a horse is no better than archery. There are many uncertain factors, and if you don't manage a horse well, you will die.

"Alright, I'll go with you.

I will watch from the side tomorrow, you can just practice with peace of mind.

Remember what I taught you. "

Mu Han looked at the little national teacher, raised his finger to his heart: "I remember it all.

I remember every word the little national teacher said in my heart. "

Luo Yichu: ...

Why did it start all of a sudden, talking greasy, earthy love stories.

"Just remember.

It's getting late, it's time to take a shower. "

After the bath, he can comfortably go to bed and rest.

"Little national teacher, your injury?"

"Just cast a spell to avoid it later."

Every time I use spiritual power, I will feel tired, especially when I use spiritual power to heal my wounds, my body will become weak.

The last time he healed Mu Han's arm, he soaked in the hot spring pool for a long time after returning home.

It would be fine if he could eat supplements, but the main reason is that he can't eat supplements now, and can only absorb the meager spiritual power in the daily snow water.

There is one thing to say, the spiritual power of the Northern Yan Kingdom is too thin.

It's okay to raise your hand and make a curse mark, but it's fine if you heal your wounds.

"Okay then, I'll carry you."

Mu Han took him to the bath, and saw the little guy waving his hand at him, signaling him to go behind the screen.

"Didn't Master Guoshi say last time that he would take a bath with me in the future.

How long has it been before you backtrack? "

Luo Yichu: ...

"Drunk nonsense, don't take it seriously."

"I lost my innocence because of this nonsense.

The little national teacher wanted to get rid of it when he said he was drunk? "

Luo Yichu: (⊙x⊙;)

Settle accounts after autumn, and really can't escape.

Luo Yichu looked at him with hesitation on his face.

Although Mu Han took a bath with him, it was when he was unconscious, and later on he took a bath in the bathtub in a proper manner.

What's the matter today, it's somewhat aggressive.

"I…"

Mu Han looked at the little national teacher, still harboring suspicions about him.It seems that he doesn't want to, let himself see the real him.

He was given such a long time to transition, but he didn't expect it to fail.

Mu Han let out a long sigh: "Forget it, I'll go behind the screen."

Seeing that he was about to leave at first, Luo Yi stretched out his hand to hold him.

"Give me some more time."

Although Mu Han had given him medicine, it was completely different from the current situation, and he was not ready to fully face him.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince usually looks restrained and reserved, but he did not expect to feel oppressive when he persecutes others.

He was indeed wrong about that matter, but he must be given a transitional time, and now forcing him to accept it would be too difficult for him.

"Ok, I will wait for you."

He remembered that Luo Luo once said that he liked women, and now it was somewhat difficult for him to accept himself.

He seemed anxious again.

It is too difficult to do step by step as promised.