Chapter 789: Fight

Chapter 789 war
Cui Pu heard that there was a strange light shining in the scorpion, and the chin was lifted. He said proudly: "You go, he stays, and our grievances have been written off."
Everyone: "..."
Murong Xue: "..."
Cui Puzhen Ouyang Shaohao, more than her, Cui Pu is really a man?
Murong Xue carefully examined Cui Pu, only to see that his chest is flat, his throat is high, his palm is wide and wide, his arms are slightly thick, and it is indeed a man.
As a man, Cui Pu likes women and likes men...
Murong Xue flashed a touch of horror at the bottom, and looked at Cui Pu with his eyebrows. He saw his feminine gaze on the Ouyang Shaohao body, and the bottom color was shining: "This son is the son of the book." As long as the son is following, keep you rich and rich, and enjoy it..."
Murong Xue: "..."
Hidden in the dark, no trace: "..."
Ouyang Shaohao did not speak, but his face was gloomy and terrible. The obsidian-like eyes were as deep as a secluded pool. The boundless coldness radiated from him and quickly spread to the surrounding...
The dark hurricane, without traces, goes backwards, the world is going to be angry, they don't want to be affected, the farther away the better...
Cui Pu, who was in trouble, didn't know it. He looked at Ouyang Shaohao, like a nasty crow. He said in a hurry: "This son, although the young man has a wife, there is no room. My mother, as long as you follow this young master, this young master loves you..."
"Peng!" Ouyang Shaohao slammed his hand and hit Cui Pu. The triumphant Cui Pu instantly flew out and slammed into a wall more than ten meters away, and smashed the wall into a few centimeters.
He stayed in the smug posture on the wall and became a permanent picture, and he couldn't find it.
Cuipu’s guards were stunned and stunned. After a long while, they reacted. The scorpion was full of horror. They ran around and shouted:
Not good, not good... The young master was killed...

The crowds of the crowd also woke up like a dream, hurried away from this right and wrong place, the entire street instantly became a mess.
Ouyang Shaohao stood still, cold and cold looking at the people embedded in the wall, the face is still gloomy and terrible.
Murong Xue blinked his eyes, and the corner of his mouth couldn’t hold back a beautiful arc. The Qingyan Wangyao was so fancy that he wanted to be a favorite of the mother.
"Ah!" The little hand suddenly came a sharp pain, Murong Xue screamed, and the sinister screaming pinched the culprit of her hand: "Ouyang Shaohao, what are you doing?"
"A careless, pinching hard." Ouyang Shaohao said that the lightness of the air, Murong snowy teeth, he is not careful, clearly is deliberate, she does not quietly gloat, he is so her whole, It’s a dark-skinned...
Forced to open the hand of Ouyang Shaohao, Murong Xue whispered his own blue and purple, almost unconscious hands, casually glanced at someone in the wall, her long way: "Cui Pu is still alive ?"
"The bones of the whole body, the veins are broken, do you think he can still live?" Ouyang Shaohao did not answer.
Murong Xue raised his eyebrows: "Nature can't live." Ouyang Shaohao is very proud. Cuipu is so humiliating. He killed Cuipu in one hand and it is very cheap.
"Would you like to take down his body and send it to Shangshufu?"

No need.
Ouyang Shaohao shook his head gently:
The person who gave him a convergence has already arrived!

The voice just fell, a tall man walked out from the corner next to him, rough and handsome face, sharp eyes, is a sudden grand Turk.
Behind him, he walked out of the three princes who were also dressed in prince costumes, and thousands of royal palace guards, surrounded by Ouyang Shaohao and Murong Xue.
"Ouyang Shaohao, Murong Xue, really is you..." Tuo Hao Hao looked at the two coldly, and the bottom of the dark man flashed.
Murong Xue did not speak, and looked at the palace guards casually.
Ouyang Shaohao stretched his arms and took a small waist of Murong Xue. The light and light look of the clouds seemed to have completely ignored the guards of the palace.
Tuoba Hao's eyes are cold and cold. In order to search for Ouyang Shaohao and Murong Xue, they took the guards through various hidden streets and houses. I didn't expect that they were actually shopping, and they were still bright and unobtrusive. Surprising...
The three princes walked slowly to Cuipu and gently poked the broken arm of Cuipu. The low voice said: "A palm will kill him, and Ouyang Shizi’s shot is enough, enough."
"That is what he asked for." Ouyang Shaoyan said coldly, his eyes cold.
The three princes looked a little deep: "Cuipu is too much, and there is no work for Ouyang Shizi. Ouyang Shizi should not kill him."
"So?" Ouyang Shaoyan looked at the Three Princes with a cold eye, and his mouth was slightly picky, like a smile.
The three princes were very uncomfortable in his eyes, their eyes flashed, and the low voice said: "Ouyang Shizi should hand him over to us for a sudden, let us judge him, disciplinary punishment..."
Ouyang Shaohao did not speak, and his mouth curled up with a mocking smile.
Murong Xue was unceremonious: "Cui Pu is the son of Shangshu Shangshu. He has not seen you in so many women who have been plagued by Turkic. Will he sin for him because he insulted us?" Don't tease.
The three princes are holding on to Cuipu’s death, not just looking for more reasons to catch them!
Originally, she also planned to spend more than a few days in peace, waiting for the dark guards of the Wangfu Palace and the shadow guards of the township Houfu to come and think again. I did not expect that the Turkic princes would step by step, her stable days, Ended early: "The big prince, the three princes, want to catch us, let's do it, don't grind it."
The mind was poked, the big prince, the three princes are no longer concealed, look at each other, cold and cold: "This is what you said, we are rude."
Murong Xue snorted and scorned the words.
The great prince looked at the cold and screamed: "Hands."
"Yes!" The guards took the lead and pulled out the sabre at the waist. They were merciless to the Ouyang Shaohao, and Murong Xue stabbed.
The hurricane, no trace appeared, and held a long sword to meet the Turkic guards, and the fierce fighting sound resounded throughout the world.
Hurricane, no trace of martial arts high strength, tall figure between the Turkic guards shuttle back and forth, harvesting one life after another, and the Turkic guards came to the momentum, dozens of long swords greeted the two people, hurricane There is no danger in playing a lot of dangers.
Murong Xue flashed a touch of worry at the bottom, pulling out the soft sword on the waist, he would jump forward: "I will help."
"No," Ouyang Shaosheng stretched out Murong Xue, and took her small waist to the air. She looked at the chaotic battle. "I will come."
(End of this chapter)