Chapter 373: Will count

Chapter 373 will count
"Do not talk nonsense, my brother?" Murong Xue looked coldly at the man in the cloak, questioning unceremoniously.
The man in the cloak gently waved his hand and only listened to the 'brush'. The tall tree suddenly dropped a long rope. The rope was tied with a personal, handsome face and a slightly slim figure. It was Murong Yu. He hangs on the treetops, his eyes are closed, and he does not know whether he is dead or alive.
Murong Xue glanced at him and asked: "What happened to my brother?"
The cloak man stunned Murong with a careless look. He said: "When the man stuns him, the strength is heavier. He hasn’t woken up yet, no problem..."
Murong Xue secretly sighed and looked at the man in the cloak: "I don't know if you used this mean and shameless way to lead me here. What is it?"
"It's not a big deal, just want to talk to Murong girl about the conditions." The man in the cloak said faintly, the eyes behind the black hood pocket flashed.
"What conditions?" Murong Xue asked coldly.
"One life for one life." The man in the cloak has a word and a low voice: "That is, Murong girl died here, I will put Murong. If Murong girl leaves alive, then I will kill Murong." !"
"Directly say that you want my life is not enough, why bother to bend the corner?" Murong Xue disdain sneer, the eyebrows are scornful.
The cloak man turned a blind eye, hehe smiled: "Murong girl is really refreshing, do you choose to live by yourself, or let your brother live?"
"The two are not chosen, our brothers and sisters must live." Murong Xue said lowly, his eyes cold as ice.
"I am afraid that you can't be!" The man in the cloak said coldly, his wrist turned over, and a long sword 'brush' ran across the neck of Murong's neck. The sharp blade clung to the skin of Murong, as long as he gently Hard, Murong will be dead.
"Murong Xue, I counted three times, after three times, if you squandered, I let him go. If you are still alive, I will send him to hell, one!"
The cold voice blew into the ear with invisible suffocation. Murong Xue frowned slightly, and said coldly: "There is no whiteness here, no daggers, no alcohol, how can I do it myself?"
"Isn't you wearing a soft sword around your waist? It's good to use it." The cloak man arrogantly reminded that the cool lips were cold and spit out a word: "Two!"
Murong Xue’s cold eyes narrowed slightly. Her soft sword was around her waist. It was like a decoration. No one would think of it on the sword. The man in the cloak would know that it was a soft sword. It should have been seen. She pulled the sword from the waist, which means that he is most likely the one she knows...
"Three!" The cloak man clearly spit out the last character, and the elongated tail sound slowly dissipated in the air. He looked up and looked at Murong Xue for a moment.
Murong Xue suddenly pulled out the soft sword on the waist, and the wrist suddenly turned over. The sharp long sword brought a cold and cold mang, and the sinister man in the cloak thorned over...
The man's yin test laughs, he knows that Murong Xue is reluctant to self-sufficient, she chose to save her life with selfishness, he can only send Murong to the West!
The cloak man's eyes are cold, his wrists are violently forced, and the sharp blade is drawn toward Murong's neck: Murong Yu, you have a selfish sister who will fall into such a tragic end, and become a ghost after death. Remember to go find her for help...
Murong Xue glanced at him, and the silver needle in his hand flew out. He was heavily tied to the man's wrist of the cloak. The man in the cloak had a pain, and the action was paused. Murong Xue had already rushed to him, with a sword in his hand, and he was merciless to him. The wrist stabbed...
The man in the cloak was shocked and quickly stepped back a few steps. The bottom of the flashed a sharp sharpness, his fingers flicked, a red signal vacated, and a red light burst in the dark night...
The darkness of the night was as bright as white, and a black man wearing a black dress and wearing a black face towel emerged from all directions, swaying his sword in his hand and stabbing to Murong Xue...
Murong Xue turned a blind eye and turned to cut the ropes that bound Murong.
The man in the cloak smiles coldly, and the long sword in his hand spurs the heart of Murong Xue...
Murong snow hits, Murong Xue frowns, is preparing to shoot a silver needle to open the cloak man, do not want to, unconscious, Murong 烨 suddenly opened his eyes, thin body shape in the air to draw a beautiful arc, crossed Murong Xue, picked up the cloak man...
The cloak man was caught off guard and was stumped backwards. He slammed into a big tree and stopped, and the back was burning and burning...
He looked up to Murong Yu little by little, only to see Murong’s body shape, cleverly broke away from the restraint of the rope, fluttering down to Murong Xue, slightly thin body facing the breeze, proud Like the pines on the Dongyue Mountain, it is tall and straight, arrogant...
The cloak man flashed a stunned stunned moment, disappeared instantly and disappeared, and said: "When did you wake up?"
"I have never been stunned by you, why not wake up and say!" Murong Yan raised his eyebrows at the man in the cloak, his eyebrows were scornful.
In the afternoon, the black people set up a trap to murder them. The soldiers were unprepared and all were killed. Although his martial arts were small, he was not the opponent of so many black people. So he deliberately showed weakness and was black. Caught...
The cloak man’s heart is a very bad premonition:
Why are you doing this?

"Nature is to avenge the dead soldiers!" Murong said lowly, his fingers flicked, a yellow signal rose to the night sky, bursting with a yellow arrow symbol...
"The murderer is here, come and catch the murderer." The screams of anger are one after another. Hundreds of soldiers wearing armor and holding swords rushed in from the outside of Hukouling. People surrounded them, swaying their swords and hitting them together...
The ping-pong fight sounds into the ears, and a red bloodline splashed in the air. The cloak man’s face was gloomy and terrible: What is going on? How did the soldiers in the army appear here?
"Forgot to tell you, after I was arrested, I left the mark in the army along the road. The soldiers saw the mark and naturally traced it here..." Murong said with a smile, a black jade-like eye. There is no scorn in the cover!
The cloak man’s face was gloomy and terrible, and he hated Murong’s anger. He burned with raging anger:
If you don’t see it for a few days, you will become smart!

"Thank you for complimenting, you are stupid, so easy, you are on my way!"
(End of this chapter)