Chapter 271: Beibei

Chapter 271 Beibei Fawei
The white smoke rushed up, and the whole room was filled in an instant, and it was heartbreaking!
"It is poisonous smoke!" Ouyang Shaohao said faintly, covering the mouth and nose of Murong Xue with his sleeves!
"Hey!" The slightly opened window was suddenly shut down. Outside the window, the sound of 'ping-pong ping-pong' sounded outside the door.
Murong Xue’s mouth curled up with a cold smile, closed the door, closed the window, trapped them in this elegant room, let the poisonous smoke smoke them? Really... infatuated!
Murong Xue suddenly lifted his foot and slammed into the window, opened a big hole in the window, and the slim body leaped out, and fluttered to the ground.
"Oh, then the sturdy window didn't even trap you, there are two sons." A sorghum whispered into the ear, Murong Xue looked up and saw a figure standing in the shadow not far away. She couldn't see his appearance, but she could feel his strong hatred for her: "Do you want to kill me?"
"Yes, who told you not to lift up." The man's low voice reveals the smell of gnashing his teeth.
Murong Xue gave him a scornful look: "I will dare to kill me based on your ability?"
"You are less proud. You are poisonous, arms and hands are almost disabled. You can't use them anymore. Even if you are better, how can you be a tiger without teeth? It is not a useless paper tiger!" Arrogantly said, the bottom of the screaming flashed the unspeakable smug: "Again, grandfather, I am not alone."
Suddenly, there were twenty or thirty black men wearing black clothes and black scarves. The whole body was covered in black. Only a pair of sharp eyes were exposed. The sword in the hand was sharp and sharp, and the night was shining with darkness. Cold mans.
Murong Xue raised his eyebrows and looked at the black man, saying nothing.
Her silence saw the man’s eyes, was born with fear, and proudly laughed: "Be afraid, fear is too late... Kill her, there are rewards!"
"Yes!" The black man took the lead, his feet were light, and the sky began to rise. The long sword in his hand came out and brought a cold and cold face. The unrelenting glory of Murong Xue stabbed the past...
Kill her, not self-reliant!
Murong Xue’s mouth curled up with a cold smile, and the momentum of the whole body suddenly became fierce. The toe point was a little, and the slim body rushed straight into the black crowd. The dark palm hit the black man again. .
"Ah...ah...ah..." a scream of screaming, a black man fell to the ground, his face was black, his lips were blue, his eyes were wide, his eyes were thick. Shocked and unbelievable...
This... What is going on?
The black people were shocked to see Murong Xue. She was not poisoned. Is her hands weak? How can you still make such a fierce move? Does she have any special skills?
Seeing that one and another companions died under the poisonous palm of Murong Xue, the people in black were shocked, and an unprecedented fear fell on their minds...
Looking at each other, a very tacit understanding of a black man, quietly wrapped around Murong Xue, slashing his sword to her heart...
"Wang Wang!" A white puppy broke into the black crowd like a hurricane, biting the black man's neck, and the sharp teeth almost penetrated his neck, and the bright red blood followed it. The mouth, drop by drop to the ground...
Slamming.
The white puppy ruthlessly bit the black man's throat, leaving two huge blood holes on the fragile neck.
Murong Xue’s eyes sank, Babe was a Tibetan mastiff. She never thought of developing it into a docile domestic cat. Babe’s age is still small. She planned to train her strength for two months. I didn’t expect it to be. Get in touch with you in advance, so practice well!
"Babe, these people, one does not stay!" Murong Xue faintly cleaned the panicked black man, the cold bottom flashed the cold cold killing.
"Wang Wang." No problem, it hasn't been alive for a long time!
Babe smugly licked his teeth and madly rushed to the black man. The little body swayed back and forth in the black crowd like a streamer, only listening to the 'Kakaka' burst of crisp, fierce black clothes. People were all bitten off their necks, and the wolverines fell to the ground, their eyes were round and round, and they were lifeless. The thick smell spread quickly in the air...
Babe was unharmed, shook his tail, and ran to Murong Xue cheerfully: "Wang Wang!" The tall little head, the smug little eyes, is like a child who has done a good thing and is waiting for praise.
"Bebe is really amazing." Murong Xue praised without a word.
"Wang Wang." Babe smiled at his eyes, his small head scorned Murong Xue's clothes, very close relatives.
"Hey!" A slight sound came into the ear, and Murong Xue turned and looked. I saw the man hidden in the shadow stumbled and ran to the distance. The corner of his eye suddenly flashed a white light, and a white puppy suddenly Appearing in front of him, carrying a sharp tooth, screaming at him with sorrow.
The man was shocked, and after a few moments, he stepped down and hurriedly turned around, ready to run to the side, not wanting, a slender figure slowly came over, blocking his way, bright face, cold Eyes, it is Murong Xue.
Looking at the man's white face, Murong Xue's eyes are cold and cold, step by step: "It turned out to be you, Song Shixiao!"
The icy breath rushed in the face, with the temperament of the monk, pressed Song Shixiao almost breathless, his face pale and bloodless, plopped, fell to the ground, pleaded: "Girl, beg you, let go Me..."
He thought that she was just a weak woman, she lost the protection of the guards, and she was poisonous. He could easily kill her. When she thought, she was so powerful that she killed all the guards he brought. It is.
That is the elite guardian who was trained by the Song Dynasty to spend countless energy and gold and silver. In front of her, she was so vulnerable, the scene of shots, just think about it, he was horrified...
Murong Xue looked at him at the height of his position, cold and cold: "Is the person who came to Fumanlou from me?"
Song Shixiao’s face was stiff and he nodded his scalp:
Yes!

She has been wondering, for no reason, the stranger asked her what to do, it turned out that there was no good appointment, there would be no good meeting, in the Fumanlou people who came and went to kill her, Song Shixiao is really daring, unscrupulous...
"In the teapot, the cup, the poison, the door, the idea of ​​closing the window, is it your own?" Murong Xue asked coldly, the cold eyes were deep, and the vagueness was taken in the vagueness. The soul of the soul makes people breathe instantly...
(End of this chapter)