Chapter 585: Fierce dog struck

Chapter 585, the murderous dog struck
Murong Xue looked up little and looked at Ouyang Shaohao: "You have finished drinking the juice from the jar!"
"I think the taste is not bad, just drink a few more cups, I don't think I will drink it." Ouyang Shaohao said that the clouds are light and windy, but Murong Xue has heard a gloomy look, but that is the big half of the juice, he turned out to be All drunk, not even leaving a cup for her...

How is your juice made?
Ouyang Shaosheng ignored her gloomy face and asked softly.
Murong Xue was angry in his heart, and he was not mad at him. "What brewing is brewing, you are so far away from Wang Shizi, you have drunk a lot of wine, don't you drink half of the juice?"
"What do you mean, juice is not wine?" Ouyang Shaohao said faintly, there is no emotion in the sound of no wind and no waves, as if I had already guessed it would be like this.

Yeah!
Murong Xue nodded gently:
Juice is the juice squeezed out of the fruit, and has nothing to do with the wine...

She originally thought that Ouyang Shaohao was drinking wine, the amount of alcohol was good, and there was drunkenness, and she, drinking juice, the amount of alcohol was worse, and she would not get drunk. I didn’t expect it to be half-drinked. Ouyang Shaohao saw through...
"Take the juice and me more than the amount of alcohol, you are smart!" Ouyang Shaohao squatting Rong Rong.
Murong Xue did not show weakness, and glared at him: "When I am a cold poison, people who have no alcohol at all have a drink, you are smart."
Ouyang Shaohao’s eyes flashed, and she didn’t hear her words. She didn’t change her heart and said:
Is there juice?

"Before I left, I squeezed a few altars." Murong Xue glanced at the empty corner: "But now it seems that there is only one altar left, and the rest are drunk by the people of Luo Xuege..." It will deteriorate after being put out for a long time. Before she left, she passed the red sleeves and was fragrant. Remember to drink juice...
Ouyang Shaohao ink eyebrows smashed: "Can you still squeeze the juice?" The juice tastes very good, not worse than the elegant wine...
"Of course, but you have to take the fruit first." Murong Xue's mouth is slightly curved: it is early spring, but it is not the season of fruit production...
"There is a lot of fruit stored in the Wangfu storehouse, you can squeeze the juice!" Ouyang Shaohao said softly.
Murong Xue was a little dull and almost forgot. The famous aristocrats like to store fruits and vegetables, so that they can eat vegetables and fruits in the cold winter. The Wangfu Palace is the palace, and naturally stores fruits and vegetables: "After pressing, the juice gives me half. ""
"Good!" Ouyang Shaohao nodded, not hesitating: "Are you going to the palace to squeeze the juice, or let the guards send the fruit to the town of Houfu?"
"I go to the palace to squeeze, you let the guards prepare the fruit, the jar will do." The process of pressing the juice is not troublesome, Murong Xue can be carried everywhere, there is no need for the guards to move the fruit and jars:
The juice that is now being squeezed is the best, let the guards prepare for a day or two, and don’t have to prepare too much.

"Good!" Ouyang Shaohao nodded, seeing Murong Xue dressed thinly, took a slightly thick cloak, and put it on Murong Xue...
The sun gradually rose, and after Murong Xue bathed and washed, he walked out of the town of Houfu and walked slowly.
"Snow, don't you take the carriage? The palace is far from here!" Ouyang Shaoxuan puzzled.
"Before I left Beijing, I had set up a few small iron meshes for juice in the front iron shop. I should have done it, took it, and then took the carriage." Murong Xue said, holding Ouyang Shaohao , walk quickly forward.
The pedestrians on the street are bustling, coming and going, the warmth of the wind blowing, bringing with the scent of flowers, the golden sun shining on the body, warm.
Murong Xue and Ouyang Shaohao walked side by side. The black ink was lightly swayed by the wind. The beautiful face was more dazzling under the scorching sun. The sky-blue dress and the snow-colored robes complement each other, causing many pedestrians to watch. Sigh: It’s really a beautiful girl, a pair of monks made in heaven...
Suddenly, a gray figure was like a wind. He ran from behind and ran into Murong Xue. He hurried forward and ran forward. The large gray cloak was blown up by the gust of wind he brought, and he disappeared into the corner and disappeared. not see……
Murong Xue looked at the corner, and the cold eyes slammed up: this back is so familiar, it seems to have seen it...
"Wang Wangwang... Wang Wangwang..." The fierce dog screamed, and Murong Xue returned to God. I saw a large dog with a dirty body and could not see the color. With sharp teeth, full of fierce rushes to Murong Xue...
Murong Xue glanced at him and lifted his foot to the front of the big dog. He rolled it out three or four meters away. Wang Wang shouted and stood up, once again slamming toward Murong. snow……
"The mad dog bites people, runs fast, runs fast..." The people in shock were awake as if they were dreaming, and they screamed and screamed. The whole scene was instantly tangled.
Ouyang Shaoyan’s eyes sank, and the hand under the sleeves was about to open. Murong Xue hurriedly reached out and stopped him. He kicked a fierce dog in an orderly manner and pulled them out a few meters away...
The fierce dogs seem to be unaware of the pain, the screaming of the bark, the fierce screaming at Murong Xue...
No need to stop the carriage, jumped into the battle circle, opened a fierce dog, puzzled: "Murong girl, what is going on?"
This street is the most famous bustling commercial street in Beijing. It is surrounded by luxury shops. It is a high-ranking official residence. Whether it is a glamorous pedestrian or not, even if there is a dog, it is also a very strong and noble dog, not like a dog. Now it’s such a messy and fierce act.
"What else can you do? Someone is calculating me." Murong Xue said carelessly, lifted his foot and opened a fierce dog close at hand.
No sharp, sharp eyes slammed up: "Who is counting you?"
"I don't know." Murong Xue shook her head: she did not see the black hand at all.
"So how did he count on you?" No question asked.
Murong Xue looked faintly: "There was a stranger who had hit me. Then, the fierce big dog appeared... It seems that he should have spilled a powder on my body that attracts murderous dogs..."
The powder had been dyed on her for so long, she didn't see a trace of it, and she didn't smell the slightest. It seems that the powder is very delicate...
"That person is too poisonous." No trace of indignation: These fierce dogs in front of them are wild and wild, and have no humanity. Under the stimulation of the powder, they will definitely bite people with bitterness until they bite. , bite to death...
"Yeah!" Murong Xue looked cold and cold: she walked down the street well, and the man ran out inexplicably, sprinkled something on her body, and led the dog to bite her. It was really deceiving too much!
The man wants to die, she will fulfill him!
(End of this chapter)