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The Villains’ Pampering Is Too Great!

# handsome # shortcomingdefense # strong After dying on a battlefield, she was reborn as orphan Lu Xiaocha. She was in a peaceful world with delicious food she had never seen before. There were no endless missions or killings, and everything was lovely in her eyes. When a luxury car rolled up to the orphanage, she realized that the original owner of this body was not an orphan, but a daughter from a wealthy family. Also, she had a superb father, a mother who was a peerless beauty, five older brothers, and an uncle. But… Why did their family name sound so familiar? Then, she recalled reading a novel before she died. It seems that her family… were all villains! Great! She had fallen into a villains’ nest! But… this nest was so nice. Lu Xiaocha would defend them even if they were bad! Heh! Someone wanted everything the Lu family had? They’d have to ask her fist first! A random man came over and said, “Chacha, come with me.” “Do you think I need to?” Lu Xiaocha shot back. The random man shamelessly replied, “Why not? Is it not worth a shot?”

Singly Single · Geral
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311 Chs

Riding and Shooting

Editor: Atlas Studios

As the horse ran, he let go of his grip on the reins and clamped his legs around the horse's flank. Even as the horse galloped, he did not fall.

The young man drew an arrow in one swift motion, and right on the heels of that, he drew the bow and shot the arrow in one go.

Obviously, such training was common in the Nangong Family.

The arrow hit the bullseye of the target. Accompanied by the cheers of the youths, Nangong Yunyao shot the remaining nine arrows right after. Other than one that hit the outer circle near the bullseye, the rest were all ten points.

After Nangong Yunyao left the stage, the others also mounted their horses and shot arrows.

There were good and bad results. The teacher recorded their scores.

At this moment, Nangong Yunxuan saw Lu Xiaocha and the others standing outside the shooting range. She was still brooding over what had happened yesterday. She rolled her eyes and thought of a plan.