Chapter 163: Qin Yuyan died

Chapter 163 Qin Yuyan is dead
The blood smashed, the minced meat flew, and the little room burst into a mess...
Dripping blood, and pieces of minced meat falling from time to time on the body, the smell of the stench, soaking people vomiting ...
Qin Yuyan had a small face pale and pale, and Yu Guang saw Murong Xue not far away. He slammed at the end of the cold: they stood in the end of the room, and the monks actually led the dead to kill them. Damn to the extreme!
Gently shaking the bamboo chair, quietly walked behind Murong Xue, she pushed Murong Xue, greeted the dead swords...
Murong Xue glanced at him, tapping on the toes, cleverly avoiding the sword of the slain, the backhand, and hitting the black slain, the sword in the hands of the black sergeant, straight to the Qin jade In the past...
"Help!" Qin Yuyan was shocked, quickly dodging, the long sword rubbed her cheeks across, delicate and small face like porcelain instantly showed a clear blood mark, a little blood beads oozing out of the skin, reflecting her pale face It is particularly eye-catching.
A strong internal force flew in, and the dead man in front of him was broken into pieces, blood, broken meat splashed, Qin Yuyan turned a deaf ear, only the cheeks burning hot, she shivered with a small hand, gently touched, a little blood red Into the eye, Qin Yu smokes angry, she actually wants to ruin her face, is extremely evil.
Reaching out and grabbing the long sword that fell on the ground, the sinister sorrowed toward Murong Xue and stabbed the past...
After the strong winds came from behind, Murong Xue dismissed disdainfully, avoiding the evil winds sideways, and the soft sword in his hand stabbed the past without any mercy. He only listened to the 'brush', and the long sword rubbed the forehead of Qin Yuyan. After that, she stabbed her scalp into a large piece, and the blood instantly oozing out...
"Ah!" Qin Yuyan screams through the clouds and screams through the clouds.
At night, she looked at her injured scalp and cheeks and frowned. The enemy is now, she only cares about personal grievances...
"Booming!" The ground violently swayed. A black man with a tall figure like a tower rushed out, and his long legs took a sigh of odor. In the blink of an eye, he reached the room, and the skeleton-like stinky hand was like a talon. The evil heart grabs Murong Xue, the heart of Qin Yuyan...
"Be careful!" The night was in the shape of a dusty moment. In the moment, she came to Murong Xue, grabbed her arm, pulled her behind her, and opened the dead man with her palm...
Looking at the slender figure in front of him, Murong Xue frowned, and unceremoniously opened his fingers and pulled it from his arm. He did not feel angry: "Thank you!"
However, it is a tall and dead warrior. She can handle it well. It takes a lot of trouble to save the night.
"You're welcome!" The night's gaze flashed unnaturally. He didn't think so much. He saw that Murong Xue was in danger, and he rescued the subconscious.
A slightly rough hand, touched the soft and delicate fingertips of Murong Xue, just like a current that instantly reaches the limbs, the night is a stiff body, and the sharp eyes slammed up: What is going on...
Qin Yuyan sat on the green bamboo chair, staring at the night and dust, and the bottom of the screaming was full of shock and incredible: Yi Chen saved Murong Xue. In the moment of her life and death, he chose to give up her. Save the snow, how can this be? Why is this so?
In the past, I liked her most, and she took her as the first thing. For her, she did not carelessly admire Murong Xue as a dim room, and because of the disagreement with Jing Wang, the heart and the Murong Xue retired, why? Now that he is in danger, he went to save Murong Xue? He shouldn’t hate Murong Xue very much, can’t help Murong Xue’s death...
She looked up and looked at the night with sorrow, but he saw that he was looking at Murong Xue, and the dark eyes were a little bit tender.
He is... I like Murong Xue!
Qin Yuyan only felt a bang, and the mind suddenly became blank. How can this be? How could this be? Yi Chen is her, how can I like Murong Xue!
Qin Yuyan’s eyes were cold, and he grabbed a long sword, and the evil pilgrimage to Murong Snow threw the past...
Murong Xue glanced at it, and the soft sword in his hand slammed out, leading the sword to spin quickly. The 'brush' slammed out, and the cold light flashed. The sword smashed into the chest of Qin Yuyan and dragged her down. Three or four steps, nailed to the wall...
Qin Yuyan’s eyes widened, and hateful screamed at Murong Xue. The bottom of the cockroach burned with raging anger: she even lost to Murong Xue, she was not willing, not reconciled...
Murong Xue’s bottom flashed a sharp sharpness, and the soft sword waved. The unrelenting Qin Qinyu spurred the past: Qin Yuyan hated her into the bones, and did not kill her without stopping. Why should she leave Qin Yuyan to live alive and kill Qin Yuyan? One hundred, the trouble is gone...
"No!" The indifferent voice was introduced into the ear, and a large hand stretched out his hand and grasped her wrist tightly.
Murong Xue struggled a few times, failed to break free, raised his eyebrows to look at the owner of the hand, his eyes cold as ice: "Jing Wangye wants to save your sweetheart?" The last three words, Murong Xue aggravated the voice, highlighting the boundless ridicule.
The night smog eyes flashed unnaturally, and the low voice said: "She is the Princess of Mobei, killing her, is not good for you?"
"What should I do with Wang Ye's opinion? Keep her life, wait for her to wake up, and continue to set up to count me?" Murong Xue looked at him coldly, his eyes were full of scorn: Qin Yuyan harmed her already Not once or twice, she didn't want to keep this scourge and trouble herself.
"This king won't let her hurt you any more!" The night whispered low and said, the bottom of the glint flashed a firmness that had never been seen before.
Murong Xue disdain and contempt, night Yi Chen likes Qin Yuyan, she does not help Qin Yu smoke calculations, she is already very good, and also help her restrict Qin Yuyan: "What joke are you doing?"
"The king is not joking." Yu Yichen looked at Murong Xue and said a word: "This is a sentence of the king. If you don't believe it, give the king three days. Within three days, the king will give you A confession!"
Murong Xue sneered in the heart, the night of the dust, she did not want, do not want to, just want to take the life of Qin Yuyan now...
'brush! ‘A cold light suddenly flashed, and Murong Xue’s left arm was opened with a long big mouth, and the blood instantly dyed the sleeves...
"Snow!" Night smudges a glimpse of his eyes, and he wants to see her injury.
Murong Xue opened his hand and opened his hand. The bottom was full of disgust: "Get out of the way!" If it wasn't for his clutching her wrist, she would be stabbed by a black soldier.
‘Brushing brush! The black squadrons armed with long swords, madly smashed them, and Murong Xue Xue was stunned, took out a black round bead and bounced toward the dead group...
(End of this chapter)