Chapter 416: Assassination

Chapter 416 Assassination
Ouyang Shaohao disapproved, faintly said: "The weather is not too early, go back tomorrow!"
Murong Xueyi glanced at the golden sun in the sky, and his bright face was slightly dark and black: "This is not yet (13 to 15 o'clock), also called the sky is not early?"
Ouyang Shaohao’s face does not change color:
The town of Houguo is a little far from here...

"It’s too far away to go dark!" Murong Xue did not breathe back to him, picking up the curtain, clutching the arm of Ouyang Shaohao, pushing hard outward...
"What are you doing?" Ouyang Shaoyu looked at her inexplicably.
"When you go to the palace, you have to get off the train." Murong Xue said with a smile, and pushed the Ouyang Shaohao down the carriage...
Ouyang Shaohao stood in front of the carriage and looked at the glory of Murong Xue. The bottom of the cymbal was as deep as ink: "Must go back to Houfu?"
"Yeah!" Murong Xue focused on the key: she left Houfu for several days, and it is time to go back...
Looking at her firm gaze, Ouyang Shaoyan’s eyes sank and faintly said: "Then I will send you."
"No, Houfu is not too far from here. I can go back to myself. If you go to the palace, don't go with me, go back to the house..." Murong Xue said with a smile, Ouyang Shao宸 Pushing in the direction of Xiaoyao Wangfu, a portrait that does not need him to send at all...
Ouyang Shaohao flashed a touch of helplessness, faintly looked at her: "Then you are careful on the road!"
"Know, I am leaving." Murong Xue smiled and made a gesture of worshipping him, and put down the curtain.
No traces of lifting the whip, fast horses like the arrow of the string, quickly headed for the direction of the town of Houfu, after going far, Murong Xue can still feel Ouyang Shaoyan to see her gaze.
The lips were a little bit stinging, and the scene of the intimate kiss between the two men appeared in front of me. The mouth seemed to be filled with the faint ink bamboo fragrance unique to Ouyang Shaohao. Murong Xue’s beautiful face was instantly red, and Ouyang Shaohao was a few hundred away from her. Mi is far away, what is she thinking about...
Murong Xue hurriedly poured a cup of tea and sipped it. The heat on his face dissipated a little, and the heart that leaps and bounds calmed down. He spit out a long sigh of gas. After half an hour, he could go to the town of Houfu. She is still better to raise God!
Murong Xue was sitting in front of the car wall slowly, and was about to close his eyes. A slight wind broke through with a thick killing.
Murong Xue glanced at him and jumped out of the carriage, only listening to ‘oh! The sound of a sigh, a long sword pierced the wall of the car, and the evil side was in the place where Murong Xue had just been sitting. The sharp blade reflected the coldness of the cold in the sun...
Murong Xue glanced at the ground, fluttering and landing, fierce fighting voice ‘ping-pong! When it sounded, she followed the sound and saw that she had a long sword without a trace, and she was fighting with a black man...
The black man in front of the carriage pulled out the sword a little bit and turned to look at Murong Xue. The sharp eyelids flashed sharp and cold, and the long sword in his hand came out. The evil screaming toward Murong Xue stabbed over. ......
Murong Xue snorted and pulled out the soft sword on the waist. He waved over the long sword of the black man. The wind and the shadows disappeared, the swords fluttered, the cold flashes, and the light and shadow continued!
A blue and a black figure, suddenly ups and downs, suddenly left and right fighting, and with the sharp silver sword light, seeing people dazzled, fierce swords smashed, scratching the ground The leaves are flying, the dust is flying...
The black people are tall, the martial arts are excellent, the moves are as fast as lightning, and they are like flowers. They are endless, and Murong Xue’s moves are simple, but they are effective. The two have not passed a few moves.
"Brush!" The black man's long sword suddenly stabbed Murong Xue's arm, and the long sleeves were pierced with a big mouth, revealing a creamy skin...
Murong Xue’s eyes are slightly condensed. It’s no wonder that this assassin only came two. It turns out that Wugong is so inscrutable. These two people are even more powerful than the past 20 or even 40 assassins. They want to be quiet. Put her to death? Not so easy!
Murong Xue's eyes were cold, and the moves were changed. The soft sword in the hand was spinning at a rapid speed. The sword tip turned into countless sharp blades, and the sinister man in black spurred the past.
The black man's sword hit the soft sword tip, and countless illusions dissipated instantly. The long sword crossed the interception of the soft sword and went straight to Murong Xue...
Murong Xue quickly looked up, avoiding the long sword, turning his wrists, and the soft sword tipping 'brush' stabbed the black man's clothes, and made his night clothes a long big mouth, a large piece of red. The chest of the fruit is exposed, and a dark sputum is particularly conspicuous on the white skin...
Murong Xue a glimpse, this is so familiar, seems to have seen where...
The man in black squats at the end of the cold, stretches and pulls the hanging fabric, covers his chest, and swears his sword to Murong Xue...
Murong Xue was so sloppy that he waved his sword and greeted him. He only listened to the sound of ‘When’, and Murong Xue was backed up by the earthquake for a few steps before he stood firm.
Strong murderous face, the fierce sword is close at hand, Murong Xue does not evade, the soft sword in the hand crossed the long sword, the swearing thorns to the black man, only listening to the '噗噗' two sounds, the black man The sword stabbed on the arm of Murong Xue, and the sword of Murong Xue also stabbed into the waist of the black man. The blood of Yin Hong instantly infiltrated and dyed the red shirt...
"Murong girl!" Without a trace of exclamation, the sword opened the black man in front of him, and flew to the black man in front of Murong Xue...
The black man looked at his eyes and suddenly pulled out the long sword, avoiding the attack without any traces. His hand was hurting. He stood not far away, and the wound under the palm of his hand was sharp and painful. The red blood spilled out. The fingers are slowly flowing.
No traces stood in front of Murong Xue, looking at her blood-stained arm, her pupils violently shrinking, her fingers flicking, an arrow-shaped red signal vacated, shot in the air, showing more than half of the red a sky...
The black man's face is slightly changed. This signal is the distress signal of the Xiaoyao Wangfu. When the signal comes out, the dark guard of the Xiaoyao Wangfu will come at the fastest speed!
Murong Xue Wugong is good, and there is a dark guard to protect, and he is injured, it is impossible to kill Murong Xue before the dark guards arrive.
He disgusted with Murong Xue, and his heart was reluctant to greet his companion and flew away: "Go!"
The broken black dress draped slightly, revealing a small piece of white chest and a little black sable.
Murong Xue’s mind suddenly flashed, and she remembered it. It was Murong Yu... Murong’s chest also had such a flaw. On the day of Wei Jinxian’s birthday, Murong’s chest was torn by the black panther, his bare chest. There is such a cockroach, the size and position of the cockroach are exactly the same as this one...
(End of this chapter)