The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

Chapter 155 Intensification of Contradiction

Next to the rockery, Murong Yan holds a long sword and sways quickly. The sharp blade reflects a little cold in the sunlight, brilliance, shining eyes, neat swords, and fierce swords, which makes people daunting!

In the military camp for many days, his face is still pure and clean, and nothing has been tanned. The eyebrows are full of perseverance and determination, and people are surprised.

The wrist turned over, the sword pointed to the rockery, only heard the sound of ‘砰’, the sturdy rockery was cut off a large piece, and in a flash, the gravel flew, the dust flew...

Murong Yu stood in the dust, and the sword was sleek and neat, and the jade-like eyes sparkled with calm and tenacity never before!

"Ouyang Shizi, how is my sword?" Murong slammed out of the dust and looked at Ouyang Shaosheng with gaze.

"The moves are very skillful, and the movements of the sword are also very standard. However, your sword is not fast enough, and the strength is not big enough. You only learn 50% of the swordsmanship, and the remaining 50% need to be finely honed. ......"

Ouyang Shaohao's faint whispered comment, swordsmanship is also fractal and soul, now Murong Yu only learned the shape of swordsmanship, have not learned the soul of swordsmanship!

Murong Yu smiled happily: "When did I learn to learn the whole set of swordsmanship?"

"When your swordsmanship is fast, sly, and accurate, it is like this..." Ouyang Shaohao said faintly, the long sword in Murong’s hand instantly reached his hand, gently waving, a sharp sword The gas swept past, and a tall, long and long break appeared on the high rockery. The rockery shivered and swayed, and it fell down, revealing a smooth mirror-like incision. The surrounding area was clear and clear. cloud of dust……

Murong Yu’s eyes wide open, amazing, powerful, this is the real sword! Looking at Ouyang Shaohao with a gaze, he is full of admiration: "Shizi, how did you do it?"

"Concentrate on the integration of internal forces and swords, you can do it..." Ouyang Shaohao said faintly, remembering that Murong Yu had just learned martial arts, even if he understood his meaning, he did not know how to do it: "Hurricane, You teach him..."

"Yes!" The hurricane appeared out of thin air, took over the long sword, and went to Murong Yu...

Murong’s eyes are bright, and the hurricane is the close-family guardian of Ouyang Shaohao. The martial arts must be very good. He has to guide himself, and his swordsmanship will definitely advance by leaps and bounds...

Murong Xue raised his eyebrows, and the hurricane was a dark guard. The swordsmanship used was mainly used for killing people. It was also suitable for Murong Yu. After all, he might enter the military camp on the battlefield. The fierce swordsman can make him from tens of millions. Self-protection and injury to the enemy in the killing of people...

"It's not too late, let's go to breakfast!" Qingyue sounds in the ear, Ouyang Shaohao walked up to her.

Murong Xue blinked: "Call my brother together!"

"Looking at his fascinating appearance, I must have used the breakfast." Ouyang Shaohao said faintly, taking the small waist of Murong Xue and walking slowly.

"But now just after the morning (7 am to 9 am), he flew back from the military camp, it is impossible to use the breakfast..." Murong Xue looked faint.

"He is full of thoughts on swordsmanship. Even if you ask him to eat, he may not be able to listen. Let him learn swords first. If he is hungry, he will definitely tell people to eat..." Ouyang Shao He said softly, and Murong Xue walked into the falling snow pavilion: he didn't want him and Cher's table to have another man, even if that person is Murong, he doesn't like it...

Murong Jian stood in a hidden corner, looking at the hurricane of the swordsmanship, and then looking at the Murong 用 listening to the heart, the bottom of the glint flashed a trace of cold and dark, quietly moving toward the gentle garden

In the gentle garden, Murong soft is covered with quilt, lying in bed and sleeping, his eyes are closed, his face is pale and bloodless, and the golden silk furnace in the corner is faintly scented, and the room is rising, but it is faint. The covenant can also smell the **** smell if there is no trace.

Duan sat in front of the bed, holding a warm wet cotton pad, gently wiping Murong's pale pale face, full of pity, silently sigh.

"Mother!" Anxious call sounded, Murong Jian hurriedly walked in, and the bottom of the sill flashed a little dignified, looking at the room full of hustle and bustle.

Du's hand waved back, let's look at him faintly: "What happened?"

Murong Jian’s face is gloomy, and the word is one word: “Rouge and Xu Wen have their own feelings, and they are arrogant, and they have arbitrarily murdered Song Tian’s question. They have spread all over the streets and all the people are not keeping their way. shameless……"

Of course, Song Tian asked to steal the outside room, and the birth of a child, everyone knows, but the soft child is wild, and the murder of the husband is too shocking. In contrast, Song Tian asked only a small mistake, the people of Beijing think His current situation, all shaking his head and sighing, full of sympathy...

"I knew it would be like this!" Du Shi said lowly, a slap on the table, and the soft child burned the outside room, the outside child, and burned Song Tianwen, Wu'an Houfu certainly will not give up: "Know Song Tian asked about the injury?"

"The life is saved, but he burns badly and becomes an eunuch. The situation is not very optimistic..." Murong Jian shook his head and sighed silently.

Du Shi looked at the face of Mu Rongrou and had no anger. He sighed heavily: "Soo was seriously injured by Song Tian, ​​and the child also ran away. The doctor diagnosed that her uterus was punctured and could no longer be pregnant. If she did not stab Song Tian. The eunuch, the grievance between the two of them is almost equal..."

Can be biased by the soft child, ruined the life roots of Song Tianwen, so that he can no longer have children, Song Tian asked Wuan Hou, no son to inherit the family business, is absolutely, after the soft child and Wu'an Houfu hatred They are the mother of Joel, brother, and naturally will not die with Wu'an Houfu...

"What should we do now?" Du Shi's six gods looked at Murong Jian: she is a man of the inner house, and she is old enough to deal with the internal house affairs and reluctantly join together. Outside, she just wants to intervene, and she can't help herself.

Song Tian asked seriously injured, Wu'an Houfu temporarily ignored them, and when Song Tian asked the injury to improve, he would immediately turn the spear.

Song Tianwen became an eunuch, and he must have hated soft children in his heart. He even hated them when he was with him. Only when he was awake, he would frequently resort to tricks and deal with them without mercy.

He is a man in the town of Houfu, and he is able to kill anyone!

Murong Jian slightly narrowed his eyes and said: "There is only one way to deal with him!"

"What is the way?" Du's eyes glanced at him with full expectation.

(End of this chapter)