Chapter 697: Face the ground palace (6)

Chapter 697 hit the face of the palace (6)
The sorrowful moon licks a wound, and it doesn't look like it: "Small wounds, pull the dagger down, take some medicine, and bandage it will be fine."
Murong licked his mouth and pumped it. The capital pierced the wrist before and after. The bones and veins were greatly damaged. It was also called a minor injury: "You can pull the dagger down. The dagger is tied to the wrist. Pain, blood loss, and damage to the veins..."
The moonlight flashed unnaturally, and she also wanted to pull the dagger down, but: "I was a little bit, I can't move..."
Murong Yu: "..."
No wonder she has been standing like this all the time, and she has no reason to deal with the dagger on her wrist.
Murong Yu raised his hand and untied the acupuncture point of the magic moon, grabbed the dagger, and pulled it out with skill. He applied medicine to the wound, bandaging it in one go, and flowing smoothly like a cloud, and saw that Murong Xue bent his mouth with interest. If people need help, they don’t need help, Murong has helped, and it’s really thoughtful, he is helping people, or paying attention...
Suddenly flashed a white plaque in front of her eyes, it was Ouyang Shaohao who came over and took her small waist and took her to the corner. The slender hand like a jade waved gently, and the hanging raft fell down. Separated inside.
Ouyang Shaohao looked at Murong Xue and reached out to pull her clothes...
Murong Xue glanced at him and hurriedly grabbed his hand: "What are you doing?"
"Your wound is cracked." Ouyang Shaohao said faintly, breaking her block and opening her clothes. In an instant, Murong Xue's delicate and porcelain skin appeared, and the thick white jade shoulders were thick. The bandage was stained with blood by a large piece...
The wound was sharp and painful. Murong Xue couldn't help but a cold air. Just now she only took care of the attack against Xiao Qingcheng. She ignored the injury on her shoulder. Now she is idle. She only feels the injury on her shoulder, and the pain is almost sweating. ......
When the shoulders are cold, Ouyang Shaohao untied her blood-stained bandages and carefully applied the medicine to the wound. She wiped the side: "Twelve hours, you can't do it any more..."
"That... a small wave of one or two whip, should not be a problem?" Murong Xue looked at Ouyang Shaohao, a smile.
Ouyang Shaosheng gave her a look: "You can try it. If the whiplash is seen, the wound will not split. Will it be more cracking than now?"
Murong Xue: "..."
Well, even if it is just a simple whip, you need to use your strength. As long as you use force, the wound will split open, the wound will not break, it will aggravate the injury, and it will leave scars on the skin. As a woman, she does not want to hurt. They are staying in the palace, they are all enemies in all directions, she can go out from here without whip...
When the shoulders were warm, Ouyang Shaohao took medicine for her, changed the bandage, and carefully buckled the buttons on her long skirt.
Looking at her tangled eyes, Ouyang Shaohao flashed a touch of laughter, stretched her arms and slid her waist, and her forehead touched her forehead: "With me, you don't need to whip again, wave Sword."
Xiao Qingcheng and her grudges are quite deep. She wants to personally punish Xiao Qingcheng. He can follow her intentions, but other people in the underground palace have nothing to do with her. He will not let her hurt again.
"Can you protect me from the siege of thousands of enemies?" Murong Xue raised his eyebrows and looked at Ouyang Shaohao.
"Do you think I can't?" Ouyang Shaojun Junyi's face is slightly gloomy, and he looks at Murong Xue for a moment.
Murong Xue’s eyelids jumped violently. With the martial arts of Ouyang Shaohao, even if there were thousands of underground palace guards attacking, he could protect her safe and sound. Her worry was superfluous:
That... I just ask ... In addition to ordinary guards, the underground palace also has a lot of masters..."
What is the master of the underground palace? Ah……
Ouyang Shaohao looked at the three elders on the ground, the four elders, and the contempt was overwhelming.
The violent fighting sound of ping-pong ping pong suddenly came over. Murong Xue blinked his eyes and reached out to pick up the account. In a flash, the scent of the face sighed.
The guards of the shrine and the guards of the underground palace are outside the palace, fighting fiercely, splashing blood, staining the red ground, a body slammed down, and it is about to be piled up into hills...
Murong Xue’s cold eyes narrowed up slightly. It seems that the Jingu Palace and the underground palace have been completely fought. The two palaces have been facing each other for centuries, and they have deep grievances. Once they start the war, it is not that you die, that is, I am dead, and it is impossible to coexist...
In the dark sky of ‘ booming rumbling, a thunderstorm suddenly burst, and the purple thunderbolt tumbling in the dark clouds, looming...
Ouyang Shaohao’s obsidian-like eyes flashed a touch of dignity:
Xiao Gan’s Nether Ten Killings will soon be made...

So fast!
Murong Xue frowned slightly, and after the sacred smashing of the sacred squad, he would send martial arts, internal strength, and martial arts, and internal forces, which would become a real battle, and they would not have much time. Up...
"Little fox!"
"Hey!" Come on, come on!
The little fox trembled and ran to Murong Xue.
Murong Xue looked at the little fox and said a word: "Little fox, take us to the big ritual!" After the big ritual came to the underground palace, went directly to the palace where Xiao Qian was located, and found the big sacrifice, you can find Xiaogan!
"Hey." Good drop, good drop, go here, go here!
The little fox has a tail, and the golden figure is like a string of arrows. It rushes in one direction.
Murong Xue took Ouyang Shaohao followed, Murong Yu, Magic Moon, and the shadow guard also rushed over.
A few people and a fox walked across a road, crossed a house and came to a square. Zuo Hufa took the guards of the shrine and fought fiercely in the square with the guards in the underground palace.
Xiao Xi stood in front of the palace in front of the square.
Four men wearing a mysterious purple cloak stood in front of him, back, left and right. The fingertips shot black and white, and they attacked him without any mercy.
Xiao Xi's look is faint, and the pure white technique of the fingertips is frequently shot, colliding with the cloak men's techniques, and shooting a dazzling light.
Ouyang Shaohao squinted through the four cloak men, and the obsidian-like eyes narrowed slightly: "This is... four elephants."
Four elephants!
Murong Xue Xueyu is awkward, and the four elephant array is a battle array of four people. The four people standing in the array will take advantage of each other's strengths, help each other, and play five times the skill of the usual four.
The elders of the underground palace have a good technique, but in the hands of Xiao Xi, it is not worth mentioning. The reason why they have been fighting with Xiao Xi for so long is still unscathed, because they are posing this four-image array.
Four of them can play the skills of the 20 elders of the underground palace. So many people attack Xiao Xi, can Xiao Xi deal with it...
(End of this chapter)