Chapter 570: Torture of the world

Chapter 570 The Torture of the Son of the World
"There is a certain place to return to the lane, to the place of the lane, is there?" Murong Xue asked.
"No." The two shadows continued to shake their heads.

Really not?
Murong Xue continued to ask.
"Absolutely not." The two shadow guards shook their heads: "The town is not big. All the streets, alleys, other houses, houses, and Zhuangzi do not have the words "to the lane."
Murong Xue frowned slightly, and the man’s home was turned upside down. There was no hidden place. This is definitely not the so-called returning lane:
Is it not in the town, but in other places?

"It is possible." The shadow guard nodded gently.
Murong Xue brows more tightly, the world is big, to find a place called the lane, it is not easy: "You know, where has this man been in the past ten years?"
"Back to Missy, this man was retired because of injury. After he retired, he came from the capital and came to live here, until now," said the defender Shen Sheng.
Murong Xue nodded, and the cloth man came from Qingyan Jingcheng, and she, from here, would return to Qingyanjingcheng. As long as she walked along the road where the man was walking, she should be able to find the place called the lane. ......
"Cough and cough..." The black leader was seriously injured and coughed heavily.
The shadow guards remembered, they caught a bite: "Miss, what should the assassin deal with?"
Murong Xue took a look at the black leader, and said: "Take it back and examine it carefully."
The black people are coming to assassinate the men in the cloth, and their behind-the-scenes masters are very likely to be the real murderers of Murong. She naturally has to thoroughly inspect...
"Yes!" The two shadow guards should scream, and the black-collar leader was left and right, striding outward.
"Take the moon, you go to buy a carriage, I want to start immediately." Murong Xue whispered: The lane is not in the town, she does not need to stay here again, go back along the official road, look for it carefully' Return to the lane'...
When I heard her words on the moon, I gave a slight glimpse: "Isn't Miss Da is not ready to take the carriage of Ouyang Shizi?"
Murong Xue scorned: "Ouyang Shaohao that carriage, cold, even no charcoal fire, what is good to sit, you go to buy a new carriage, and buy more charcoal."
"This... not good..." Something is difficult in the moon: Missy is sitting in the carriage of Ouyang Shizi every day, or the first time complaining that the carriage is cold, no charcoal, she does not want to see Ouyang Shizi, so to speak.
I have to say that the truth of the moon, Murong Xue is because I don’t want to see Ouyang Shaohao, but I’m not counting the Wangfu carriage. The carriage has never burned charcoal. Murong Xue has always been in the arms of Ouyang Shaohao to take warmth. I didn’t feel cold at all...
"I always take the carriage of the Wangfu, and trouble the Ouyang Shaohao. That is not good. When you step on the moon, you buy a carriage. When you buy charcoal, remember to tell Ouyang Shaoyu, I will leave, lest he say that I deliberately ignore him. "Mu Rongxue did not say good-spirited, his eyes were cold.
Seeing her idea on the moon has been fixed, there is some helplessness in the heart, or nodded: "Yes!"
Snowflakes have been swaying, covering the ground and houses, and parked on the roof of the Xiaowang Wangfu horse outside the town, and also dyed a little snow.
Ouyang Shaohao took a snowsuit, sat in the carriage, looked at a letter, and the cold air of the whole body was daunting.
"Shi Zi!" The call of no trace of temptation sounded from outside the car.
"What is it?" Ouyang Shaohao Qingyin's voice was full of anger, and the body trembled without hearing: "It's not too early, you have to eat?"
"Not hungry." Ouyang Shaotou did not lift his head, and his deep eyes continued to hang around in the letters.
"You don't have much to use for breakfast, lunch is useless, how much to use for dinner? Otherwise, the body can't eat it..." No whispering.
After Shizi and Murong girls competed, they returned to the carriage to read the letters. Once they saw the tea in the carriage, the cakes had already been cold, and he did not order them to change.
"No taste, can't eat." Ouyang Shaohao said coldly.
There is no trace of sinking, low and low: "Shizi, Murong girl just can't think about it for a while, will fight with you, wait for her to figure out, will definitely come back to apologize to you..."
Ouyang Shaohao Mo Mei slightly pick, Murong Xue will take the initiative to come back to apologize? She is a person who never loses.
Standing outside the car without a trace, I clearly felt that the cold air in the carriage was a little lighter. His eyes were bright and he continued to work harder: "Murong girl is very smart, and it is not her intention to be with the world. She will soon realize that she will soon realize I made a mistake myself and came back to apologize to the world..."
Ouyang Shaolu’s eyes came to the face of Murong Xue’s apology, and he apologized to him for apologizing. The corner of his mouth was a little invisible. If she realized that she had done something wrong and apologized to him, he could Consider forgiving her...
"No trace." A familiar voice was introduced into the ear.
No trace turned and looked, I saw a girl walking on the snow: "Taiwan girl." It is said that Cao Cao, Cao Cao.
The Ouyang Shaohao in the carriage, the action of writing is a slap in the face: the moon is the dark guard of Murong Xue, protect her personally, step on the moon here, that Murong Xue...
"No trace, Ouyang Shizi can be?"
Nostalgic nodded lightly: "I don't know what the moon girl came to call it?"
"I am going to make a statement for my big lady." The moon said faintly.
"What?" No question asked.
The moon smiled slightly and smiled: "Missy is going back to Beijing, let the slave tell Ouyang Shizi."
Ouyang Shaojun Junyi's face was gloomy and terrible, and the temperature around it instantly fell down. It was cold and bloodless, and it was a cold war. "In addition to this sentence, Murong girl said something else." ?"
Shaking his head on the moon: "No."
The temperature around the lower temperature is lower, the cold wind blows to the face, like a knife cut, and there is no trace of darkness: this month is too honest, what Murong Xue said, she will convey what she does not know much. Say a few good words, let his family happy?
The world is angry, and there are more than one or two people who are unlucky.
Seeing the carriage without a trace, I saw the quietness of the carriage, and the cold wind blew the hunting of the curtain, indicating that the mood of the people inside the car was very bad.
"Where is Murong Xue?" Ouyang Shaoxuan asked coldly, and Qingyue’s voice was full of teeth: he was waiting for her here, but she did not expect that she was going to leave him and return to Beijing alone...
The moon is preparing to speak, and a Qingling voice rang first: "Take the moon, it is not early, it is time to go."
"Yes!" On the moon, I looked at the happy Wangfu carriage and walked quickly.
(End of this chapter)