The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

Chapter 152, the world is injured

The red mountain pass is wrapped in thick molasses, crystal clear, very attractive, Ouyang Shaohao looked, gently shook his head: "I don't like to eat candied fruit!"

Murong Xue blinked his eyes and said: "This bunch of candied haws is so many, I can't eat it at all, you can help me eat two!" Su Bai's small hand holds the sugar gourd, and it is placed in Ouyang Shaohao. At the mouth, there is a frame where he does not eat, she will never give up.

Ouyang Shaohao looked at her, and there was a hint of helplessness in the obsidian-like eyes: "I really don't like to eat sour and sweet things, don't be mischievous!"

"You eat one, one, and the rest is for me..." Murong Xue persuaded his eyes.

"No..." At the moment when Ouyang Shaoyan spoke, Murong Xue suddenly took off a candied fruit gourd and quickly stuffed it into his mouth.

The sweet and sour taste spread in the mouth, fresh, sweet and with a touch of sour gas, slightly poured the teeth, Ouyang Shaohao gently frowned, helpless to the Murong Xue.

Murong Xue looked at him with a smile: "How is the taste?"

"Reluctantly join together!" Ouyang Shaohao answered not salty or weak!

"If you like it, then eat one more!" Murong Xue said with a smile, and took off a candied fruit gourd, stuffed the mouth of Ouyang Shaohao.

She has used several meals with Ouyang Shaohao. Of course, he knows that he does not like to eat sweet and sour food. However, sweet and sour food has many benefits for the human body. He must eat some, not too picky eaters...

Seeing the candied fruit gourd to his mouth, Ouyang Shaohao hurriedly reached out and grabbed the hand of Murong Xue: "I will eat that one is enough, the rest is for you!" The voice fell, Ouyang Shaohao wrist turned, sugar gourd ingeniously Stuffed into Murong Xuezui!

The sweet and sour taste is diffused in the mouth, and Murong Xue is not angry with Ouyang Shaohao: Such a delicious candied fruit, he didn't like it, it really is no good!

"Girl, poor and pitiful!" An old, hoarse pleading sound suddenly sounded, and Murong Xue turned to look at it. I saw a gray-haired, ragged old man standing half a meter away, his body bent halfway, his hand There was a wooden stick in the other hand, and in the other hand, there was a broken bowl with a missing mouth, and she was handed to her and looked at her pitifully.

"Wait a minute!" Murong Xue said with a smile, and Su Bai’s small hand reached the waist, pulled out the soft sword, and stabbed the old man with no mercy...

The old man’s eyes were stunned, and the stick greeted him. He only listened to ‘咔嚓’, and the sticks shattered to reveal the long-sworded sword inside...

"When!" The old man opened the sword and opened Murong Xue. He jumped to the side and looked at her with a high conscience. He was full of arrogance and killing. There was still a little bit of old and poor. "How did you know the old man?"

For many years, he has never been seen before!

"Because of your complexion, you can't eat enough all the year round. They are all yellow and thin. Your face is yellow, but the yellow is unnatural. You can see that it is on your face, and your voice is deliberately depressed. It will be old, hoarse, listen carefully, you can hear your original sound, full of gas, and the tiger's mouth in your hand, the bowl is not completely covered, revealing a thick layer of old, at first glance I know that it is caused by practicing swords all the year round..." Murong Xue said carelessly, the eyebrows are all sneer!

The old man heard a slight squint: "Sure enough, it is a powerful person. The old man's disguise is invisible in front of you..." He originally intended to approach her by her sly identity, and she was not prepared to take her life. I didn't expect her to be so smart, he had to use another method to assassinate...

"Who sent you to kill me?" Murong Xue looked at him coldly.

"Go and ask the king!" The old man waved his hand, and on the eaves, there were countless black men in the alley, holding a cold sword, and ruthlessly rushed toward Murong Xue and Ouyang Shaohao. .

Kill her, not self-reliant!

Murong Xue’s mouth curled up with a cold smile, rushing over to the black people, and the soft sword in his hand swayed and raised a red bloodline...

The black man's eyes are cold, like the tide, the Murong snow group will be surrounded by the tide, and the long sword in his hand will smother the whole body.

"Hey!" A strong internal force flew from the air, and all the black people in the body of Murong Xue flew out. Ouyang Shaohao descended from the sky, fluttering down to her side, reaching out and taking the soft sword in her hand. .

"What?" Murong Xue looked at him inexplicably.

"Your skill is good, but it is still not enough, not fast enough, I teach you a few tricks, see clearly!" Ouyang Shaohao said faintly, the toes were light, and the slender figure disappeared into the eyes of everyone.

The old man was shocked. He looked around and looked for Ouyang Shaohao. The faint ink bamboo scent suddenly lingered around the nose, and the corner of his eyes floated over a white robes. A cold light flashed in front of his eyes like lightning.

He only felt a pain in his neck, and a little blood shot, and slowly looked down. I saw the bright red blood flowing down the neck, soaking the large placket, the faint **** taste spread quickly, Ouyang Shaosheng Qingyue The sound rang in the ear: "Snow, see clearly, this is called killing!"

Oh, happy Wang Shizi, really worthy of the name, I knew that he was so powerful, he would wait for Murong Xue and Ouyang Shaohao to separate and then start!

The old man’s mouth curled up with an ugly smile, his body slammed, and he fell to the ground and broke his breath. The blood quickly flowed out of his neck and dyed the ground...

Looking at the old man who is suffocating, the black people are stunned, and the moment of ecstasy, Ouyang’s savage sword has arrived, a white shadow drifts over, and a Jianhan’s sword light comes with it, and the black people have not seen it. Clearly how he made a move, he was wiped open his neck, and his heart was unwilling to fall to the ground, his eyes were round and his eyes were dead...

This is not a fight, but a simple slaughter. Murong Xue stood by and saw only a white figure flashing back and forth in the black crowd, raising a red blood line. Then, the black people were all Falling to the ground and dying...

The body is everywhere, the blood flows into the river, and the thick **** smell spreads in the air. Ouyang Shaohao holds a long sword and stands in the black dead body. The white clothes are flying in the wind, the dust is not stained, and the young face looks like a young man. A picture, handsome people can't open their eyes!

Murong Xue Liumei picked and picked, Ouyang Shaohao martial arts high strength, deep internal strength, swordsmanship is also brilliant and daunting, really worthy of the world famous Wang Shizi...

"Ouyang Shizi!" Murong Xue smiled and walked up to the front, gently patted his shoulder, is preparing to praise a few words, do not want, Ouyang Shaohao with her pat, straight down...

(End of this chapter)