Chapter 819: The last battle (4)

Chapter 819, the last battle (4)
Murong Xuedun stepped down and turned to look at Tuohanhan: "Is there something else?"
"They go, you stay!" Tuo Han cold looked at Murong Xue for a moment, and there were hidden shadows in the dark eyes.
Murong Xue’s bright face instantly darkened, and she knew that Tuo Han’s snake disease would turn her finger at her after she removed the biggest enemy who became king. She should not expect the extension to change. As a comrade-in-arms, they will look at the sentiments of their united front, let them return to the blue flames safely...
"Take the cold, my eyes, it is not so good to dig." Murong Xue worded a word, the cold voice heard the top of the cold, and the bottom of the flashed a strange look.
Hurricane, no trace is a hand to reach the amount, a speechless day, that desire to stop, want to say still rest, see Murong Xue full of doubts: "What is it? Is it wrong what I said?"
The hurricane, no traces did not speak, and the eyes of the rescue looked at the Ouyang Shaohao: The reason why Tuohan Han left the world, they all heard it, but it was not suitable for blunt words, and it was necessary for the world to explain to the world.
Ouyang Shaohao looked at Murong Xue, and there was a touch of helplessness in the obsidian-like eyes: she was as stupid as she used to be, and she couldn’t understand the love of others, but it was also good...
Ouyang Shaohao clenched Murong Xue’s little hand and shook his head gently:
No, you didn’t say anything wrong.

Looking up at Tuohanhan, he said coldly: "Cold prince, enmity will be reported, but not good."
"This king does not care!" Tuo Han Han eyes cold and cold: Turkic has always been paying attention to natural selection, whether it is a man or a woman, as long as they have the ability and courage, they can unscrupulously pursue everything they want...
Tuo Han Han gently waved his hand, thousands of Turkic soldiers hula la to the Ouyang Shaohao, Murong Xue in front of them, surrounded by them, the arrow of the hand in the arrow pointed at them.
The threat of Tuohan cold and cold is slowly sounding outside the guards: "Ouyang Shaohao, this king gives you a time of fragrant incense, you carefully consider it, you are leaving, Murong Xue left, or, you die, Murong Snow left..."
"You don't have to wait for such a long time, I can choose now!" Ouyang Shaohao interrupted his words unceremoniously, and stretched his arm and took a small waist of Murong Xue, saying: "We and Cher Go together!"
At the end of the Tuo Han Han, a flash of smoldering, sharp eyes like a sharp arrow, through the heavy guards, shot to Ouyang Shaohao: "If this is the case, then the blame the king is not welcome! Hands!"
"Yes!" The Turkic soldiers led the life, and the dense black feather arrows were like raindrops. They were merciless to Ouyang Shaolu, and Murong Xue shot them.
Ouyang Shaoyan’s mouth curled up with a scornful smile, and the hand under the sleeves moved slightly. A majestic wind swelled in all directions, and all the feather arrows that were close at hand were twisted into pieces...
The Turkic soldiers stunned with a thick stun. They took the feather arrows behind them and they had to take the bow again. They didn’t want to, and the wind and the wind came to them in an instant, licking their necks, heart, and The blood line slammed and a famous Turkic soldier fell to the ground...
Tuo Han Han stood on a bulging boulder, watching the Turkic soldiers not even touched the cloak of Ouyang Shaohao, he was hit by the key, and fell to the ground to die...
The soldiers fell down one by one, but a few breaths of time, 100,000 soldiers have been killed and injured nearly half, the face of the extension of the cold is once again gloomy: Ouyang Shaohao martial arts peerless, even if there are thousands of troops, it is not necessarily sleepy With him, these tens of thousands of soldiers are even less likely to put him to death...
When the wrist turned over, Tuo Han took out the 'Saint' sword, and the sapphire on the hilt shimmered in the golden sunlight, forming a red flame on the edge of the word 'Holy'. Destroying all gestures, the sinister spurting toward Ouyang Shaohao...
(End of this chapter)