Chapter 572: Cher, Shizidou

Chapter 572 Cher, Shizidou
Murong Xue had many enemies in front of him. He was unable to distract himself from the sneak attackers behind him. He quickly evaded. The long sword wiped her shoulders and crossed her, and the blue silk of her hair fell off and fluttered to the ground...
Ouyang Shaohao flashed a sharp cold at the bottom, the hand under the sleeves moved gently, the powerful internal force flew out, and crossed the neck of the black people, especially the assassin who attacked Murong Xue, the neck was The back and forth were made into meat, and the blood line splashed. The black people pounced on the ground, and the eyes were so big that they didn’t understand when they died. What is going on?
Murong Xue is also full of surprises. Does Ouyang Shaohao not say that he is not helping? How do you suddenly start to kill all the black people?
Murong Xue looked at Ouyang Shaohao, only to see his faint look, holding a book in one hand, a teacup in one hand, reading a book leisurely, tea, as if the person just did not kill him...
"Missy, these people don't have anything to represent their identity." Wei Feng carefully examined the black man, came forward and screamed.
Murong Xue did not agree: "It doesn't matter, they are coming to grab the silver key. It must be related to killing my father. As long as we find the hidden things in the silver key, we can know the identity of the mastermind behind the scenes...

Looking at the chaotic ground on the moon, I squinted slightly and looked up at Ouyang Shaohao: "Ouyang Shizi, can you carry Missy a ride..."
"When the moon, Ouyang Shizi and we are not familiar, do not bother people." Murong Xue interrupted her words, his eyes cold as ice.
Ouyang Shaohao looked dull, low-lying eyes, did not speak.
"Our carriage can be broken, the horse is also cut by the black man, and can no longer carry people." The moon frowned slightly.
Murong Xue looked at the willow carriage, and saw that the carriage broke into pieces, and the fight could not be fightd. The horse pulling the cart was also cut off half a leg, and it could not be seated. Her carriage was completely scrapped: "It doesn't matter. We can walk, wait for the city, buy a carriage, horses..."
"The nearest city pool is at least thirty or forty miles away from here. Walking so far, can you eat too much?" Looking at the moon, looking at Murong Xue: Missy is a Houjin Qianjin, pampered, and cold.
"It's just a road of thirty or forty miles. What can't be done." Murong Xue often walked hundreds of miles in modern times, but now he walks thirty or forty miles and is easy.
"It's not early, let's go." Murong Xue dropped the sentence, turned around, and walked forward without going back.
On the moon, the Weifeng looked at each other and rushed to Murong Xue...
Looking at the figure of the three people who walked quickly, they looked at Ouyang Shaohao without any trace: "Shi Zi."
"Catch the car." Ouyang Shaohao looked gloomy and coldly ordered.
"Yes." Sitting in front of the carriage without a trace, gently reeling the horse, and the horse quickly ran forward.
The cold wind blew, and it was blown on the face, like a knife cut. Murong Xue wrapped his cloak, stepping on the snow, and slowly moving forward.
The rosewood carriage drove over and walked alongside Murong Xue. Ouyang Shaohao slightly picked a corner of the car curtain and looked at Murong Xue. I saw her beauty and smile.眸 眸 盼 眸 眸 似 似 似 似 似 似 似 似 似 似 似 似 似 似 似 似 似 似 似 似 似 似 似 似 似 似 似 似 似 似
The ruby ​​on the embroidered shoes is particularly embarrassing in the white snow, but the upper part of the ruby ​​is soaked by the snow...
Ouyang Shaohao's obsidian-like eyes flashed a smudge of darkness: "Get on the bus, I will take you on a journey."
Murong Xue gave him a look, not salty and not light: "Thank you for the good intentions of Ouyang Shizi, but I have not seen the scenery here, I want to go more, look more." Ouyang Shaohao just crossed the line with her. Now I have invited her to take the car again, certainly not well...
"You will open the curtains and see the scenery in the carriage." Ouyang Shaohao whispered.
"The weather is very cold now. If I open the curtain, there will be cold air pouring into the compartment. When it is time, Ouyang Shizi will definitely suffer from the cold. I don't want to be tired of Ouyang Shizi's illness..." Murong Xue casually returned to him. There is no meaning of getting on the bus at all, and the delicate embroidered shoes are even more wet.
Ouyang Shaoying Ying Ting's ink eyebrows wrinkled, his long arms stretched out, grabbed Murong Xue's shoulder and pulled her to the carriage...
The faint ink bamboo scented around the nose, Murong Xue's bright face was gloomy, and the body earned and prepared to get out. I don't want to, Ouyang Shaohao's hand seems to contain endless power, just so gently pressed, she can't move at all. It is.
"Ouyang Shaohao!" Murong Xue sighed and waved to Ouyang Shaohao.
Ouyang Shaohao gently sideways, resolved her attack, reached out and grabbed her wrist, faintly said: "The wind is strong in the suburbs, the snow road is also wet and slippery, waiting for you to go to the city, the face will be blown by the wind It’s hard to get hurt, and the shoes will all be soaked. When you get there, you will definitely get sick, or it’s better to take a carriage...

"Thank you for the good intentions of Ouyang Shizi, but I don't need it." Murong Xue said sullenly, raising his ankle to Ouyang Shaohao.
Ouyang Shaohao did not evade, clutching her ankles, took off the semi-wet embroidered shoes on her feet, put it next to her, took the small waist of Murong Xue, and dragged her into the carriage: "Your hands and feet It’s almost cold, there’s no temperature, come in and warm up.

Looking at the way he took for granted, Murong Xue’s bright face was almost black and dripping out of ink, and screamed:
Ouyang Shaohao, I want to get off.

Ouyang Shaohao ignored it and dragged Murong Xue to the center of the carriage. He took a piece of quilt and covered it with her...
The thick curtains slowly fell, covering the cockroaches in the carriage, and the four people outside the car secretly sighed: This is right, the big things shut down the door to solve it, with the wisdom of the world, it will soon Resolving the contradiction between him and Murong girl, they don’t have to work so hard...
"Ouyang Shaohao, I want to get off." In the carriage, Murong Xue took a look at Ouyang Shaoyu, grabbing the quilt and throwing it aside.
Ouyang Shaohao looked dull and took the small waist of Murong Xue and hugged her into her arms: "Well, don't make trouble."
"Who is troubled?" Murong Xue did not look at him with a good breath: he forced her to get into the carriage, and she did not get her consent, she took her up...
"You have already entered the cold, if you continue to go on, you will wait for the cold poison attack." Ouyang Shaohao said coldly.
Murong Xue glanced at him: "Really?"

When did I fool you?
Ouyang Shaohao’s eyes were deep.
Murong Xue slightly frowned, Ouyang Shaozhi Zhiduo demon, belly black as God, counted her many times, but did not lie on her illness, he said that her cold poison attack, her cold The poison is definitely about to happen: "How could this be?" She was less than twenty days since she was poisoned last time...
(End of this chapter)