Chapter 218: Pain

Chapter 218 beats Murongrou
The guards, no, the hurricane came forward, Christine said: "Murong girl, the black assassin has all gone to the law."
"Is it all really frustrated? How do I see two fish that slip through the net!" Murong Xue said with a smile, and the cold eyes deliberately and unconsciously smashed the right rear.
Oops, was discovered!
Murong Rou, hidden in the grass, Li Wei's apex trembled, supported each other, and ran back quickly.
The hurricane took shape and turned to the front of the two people in the blink of an eye. He kicked the two men's chests and kicked them out five or six meters away. They fell heavily on the hard official road, and they fell dizzy, tinnitus, eyes. Taking the Venus, the bones of the whole body are scattered like a rack, and the pain is unbearable...
"Murong girl, how do the two female assassins deal with?" The hurricane whispered to the advice of Murong Xue.
Murong Xue sat on the horse's back and played with the small ebony box in his hand. He said casually: "Is it first to ask if they are ready to grab this ebony box in my hand?"
Li Yan’s eyes turned and hurriedly said:
We didn’t want to grab you, we are just...

"Brush!" Murong Xue turned over his wrist, and the whip in his hand slammed into Li Wei without any mercy. He hit her unfinished words, coldly saying: "I didn't ask you..."
The cold eyes crossed Li Wei and fell to Murongrou. The dark eyes flashed a little bit of cold, and the look of Murong was sharp and the eyelids violently jumped. He said: "Mu Rongxue, you have to do it." What? I am you..."
"Brush!" Murong Xue was a whip, and he took it to Murong's chest and kicked her out two or three meters away. The long road said: "This female assassin owes lessons, first hit Fifty whip..."
"Yes!" The hurricane, without a trace of life, holding a whip, unrelentingly rushing toward Murong softly, each whip will have a deep blood mark...
"Ah...ah...ah..." Murong screamed in amazement, fell to the ground and kept rolling, and the whole body was sharply hurt. She hated the Murong Xue, and the deep hatred of the bottom. I can’t wait to let Murong Xue live and devour...
Murong Xue did not care, faintly looked at the hurricane, no trace: "Is the fifty whip killed her?"
"That depends on Murong girl who wants to die, or is it still alive?" No traces of low and low, the bottom of the flash is a touch of meaning.
Murong Xue’s mouth was bent and he said:
This female assassin’s mouth is very hard. Even if she is alive, she may not be able to tell the truth, or kill it, so as not to waste time...

Murong Rou has always been a slap in the face, sending so many black people to block her, she must be ready to grab something to kill her, she naturally does not need to be polite to Murong.
"Yes!" The hurricane, no traces of silence should be down, the hands of the whip with a strong suffocating, beaten to Murongrou, each draw back a whip will bring a string of red blood, Murong soft pain The tumultuous, screaming screams penetrated the clouds and rang through the clouds: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...
"Stop your hand, stop your hand!" The thick anger screamed, it was Murong fitness riding a fast horse, with more than 20 guards rushing over, the dark eyes were dyed with a deep anxiety.
Murong Xue gently frowned, this just just killed Murong soft, and Murong Jian arrived, her life is really big...
"Soft child, soft child..." Murong Jian rolled over and hurriedly walked to Murongrou, covering her shoulders, hurriedly calling: "How are you? Soft children..."
Murong was very coughing, and the corner of his mouth overflowed with blood. He was weak and said: "Fortunately... for the time being... I can't die..."
"Nothing is fine!" Murong Jian sighed with a sigh of relief, his eyes narrowed like a sharp arrow, and the murderous shot to Murong Xue: "Murong Xue, are you ready to kill the soft child?"
"She is the aunt of Murongrou?" Murong Xue looked at Murong Rou and surprised his eyes wide open.
That ignorant gaze, seeing Murong Jian angry in the fire: "Mu Rongxue, you are less arbitrarily, you have been with Rouer for so many years, how can you not recognize her?"
Murong Xue raised his eyebrows at Mu Rongjian, and said: "Uncle, please take a closer look at your aunt, can you see her appearance now?"
Murong Jian glanced down and looked down. He saw Mu Rongrou’s face fell green, purple, his forehead was broken, and some blood was flowing down his cheeks, and the face was muddy, like the street. The embarrassment, how many wolves are embarrassed, can not be associated with the beautiful, quiet her usually...
"Aunt's appearance now, even if she is with her, she is a cousin, and she needs to be carefully identified to recognize. I can't recognize her is normal, but she is not so far away. Recognizing my aunt, the calm tone is really amazing..."
Murong Xue’s mouth was slightly pickled, like a smile, and the dark eyes were flashing with undisguised scorn.
Murong Jian looked like a blue-green, word-by-word: "I grew up with a child from a young age, and she is very familiar with her. Even if she is covered with mud, I can recognize her at a glance... It is you, as a prostitute. I made my aunt seriously wounded, almost killed, and I didn’t want to admit my mistakes..."
Murong Xue disdain and laughed, saying a word: "Aunt and black assassins joined forces to assassinate me. I just retaliated against it. I have to give her a gimmick to admit her mistake. Second uncle, your brain is not in the water...

Let her admit Murong soft gimmicks and make their spring and autumn dreams!
"You nonsense, when did I jointly assassinate you with the assassins?" Murong softly screamed and screamed at the bottom of the raging fire: she did not wear black clothes, did not wear black face towels, and did not stand with the black assassins. Together, as long as she bites her death and does not admit it, Murong Xue can't help her.
"No? Then when I said that I caught the fish in the net, why did you run away as a guilty conscience?" Murong Xue looked at her at a high level, and his eyebrows were all mocking.
"Who is a guilty conscience?" Murong soft eyes flashed unnaturally, and the best reason was thought of between the electric and the flint. The wicked road said: "Your guards are fierce and evil to catch me, of course I have to run."
"Is it? It is often said that during the day, it is not a matter of loss. The night is not afraid of ghosts. The aunt is so scared by the guards in the broad daylight, and the guilty concubine escapes. How much is it to do..." Murong Xueyu Said, the cold voice reveals the ridicule that can't be said.
Murong softly screamed at Murong Xue, his eyes were angry and spurting out the fire: "Murong Xue, you are less filthy to me..."
"Is it filthy, you know it clearly, I will not say more." Murong Xue waved her hand and interrupted her words. She looked at her condescendingly, coldly: "I remember my aunt a few days ago, was stabbed by Song Houye. It has become a serious injury. You are not good to lie in Houfu to recover. What do you do when you come to this wilderness?"
"I am bored in the house, can't I go out for a walk?" Murong softly retorted, and the bottom of the was burning with anger.
"With serious injuries, walking here, you are really good Yaxing!" Murong Xue looked at her with a smile, and the cold eyes flashed with unmistakable sarcasm, as if to say: inexplicable injury to this way Walking in far away places, being beaten as an assassin, but also you are self-sufficient and self-sufficient...
(End of this chapter)