Chapter 470: Distress (3)

Chapter 470 Distress (3)
Just listen to ‘oh! The sound of the sword tipped into the seven inches and made a dull sound!
The big snake was furious, waving his tail and slamming his tail. A tail swept over the gray rabbit, and the gray rabbit was smashed into the air, and it was brought down heavily. The smashed bones were broken and the flesh and blood were blurred...
The mouth of the mouth of the mouth is pumping, this big snake is really not very powerful...
Murong Xue used force to stab the sword, but the sword was stuck on the snake. How could the thorns not get into one point?
The serpent writhed his body, swaying his big head, squirting blood, and biting the murderous face of Murong Xue.
The strong smell of smoldering smacked, Murong Xue frowned, and pulled the sword hard, but the sword stuck on the snake, how can I pull it out?
Seeing that the big snake is about to bite into Murong Xue, a snow figure descends from the sky, taking the small waist of Murong Xue and jumping into the air. The voice of Qing Yue is ringing in the ear: "The snake is not so killed..."
"Why do you want to kill?" Murong Xue frowned and looked at Ouyang Shaohao. The snake's weakness is seven inches. This snake is thick and fleshy, and it can only be shot from its seven inches...
Ouyang Shaohao smiled slightly and took Murong Xue. The light fluttering fell on the head of the big snake, injecting internal force, and stepping on it.
The serpent was mad, shaking his head hard and trying to kneel down the two men on his head.
Ouyang Shaozhen stood steadily, and did not move, but also stepped on his head.
The serpent was furious, and he was holding another mouth, and the two men bite into the past...
The huge body of the snake stretched out, and the soft sword on the seven inches reflected a little bit of cold in the sun...
Ouyang Shaoyan's mouth bends a beautiful arc, and embraces Murong Xue. He jumps over the snake head and kicks the toe to the soft hilt. He only listens to the sound of '嗤', and the soft sword has not entered the seven-inch snake. Inside, piercing the serpent...
Murong Xue: "..."
Ok, the original snake is killing like this!
"Hey!" The big snake's eyes were scarlet and bloody, and the thick snake's tail swept around, only listening to the sound of '砰砰砰', the nearby trees were all discounted, and the hard stones were shot. , gravel, crumbs, flying around...
Murong Xue quickly retreated, ready to avoid the big snake, did not want to, the big snake scarlet eyes saw her, spelled the last strength, smacked towards her...
Ouyang Shaohao’s eyes glimpsed, and the fingers flew a few internal forces. They hit the big snake from all directions, only listening to the sound of '砰砰砰'. The internal force hit the snake's body, and the solid body was beaten dozens of blood holes. Fluttering blood...
"Hey!" The snake is angry, crazy and tail-tailed, and squats to Ouyang Shaohao, Murong Xue...
Ouyang Shaohao, Murong Xue glanced at the side, flashing sideways, the big tail was heavy in the middle of the two, picking up countless gravel, smoke and dust...
Murong Xue coughed heavily, and he stood firm and looked up. He saw the snake tail hit her heavily...
Murong Xue was a little snowy, and the toes were light and vacant. The slender body jumped over the snake's tail and landed in front of the snake's body seven inches. Both hands grabbed the soft sword on the seven-inch, and pulled hard...
"Hey!" The serpent screamed and tried his best, sweeping the tail to Murong Xue...
Murong Xue had no time to dodge, and the sword greeted him. He only heard the sound of '铮', and the snake tail was cut open. Murong Xue was also shaken back three or four steps, "plop" and fell into the water. Splashing countless splashes...
"Snow..." Ouyang Shaoyan eyes condensed, flew into the cold stream, and saw the clear stream has been mixed, a stream of blood flowed down the shore, the stream is filled with a touch of blood, a shallow The blue figure quickly sinks in the distant water...
Ouyang Shaohao quickly traveled to the front of the light blue figure, reaching for the figure, not wanting, only caught a piece of clothing, the owner of the clothes disappeared...
"Snow!" Ouyang Shaoli Li Wei, a small sigh, fast travel, but in addition to the soil, blood, only water plants, no Murong Xue...
"Ouyang Shaohao... Ouyang Shaohao..." Mu Liufeng's voice came from far away. Ouyang Shaoyan's eyes were slightly condensed, and the surface of the water appeared. The handsome face was pale and bloodless, obsidian-like eyes. Li Yan shot a sharp cold man...
Murliu Feng rushed over and looked at his empty body. His eyes were slightly condensed: "I didn't find Murong Xue?"
Ouyang Shaohao nodded, and the bottom of the sill flashed a sharp sharpness.
Mu Liufeng frowned slightly: "This stream is not deep, the water flow is not very urgent, Murong Xue should not be washed too far..."
"This stream, under the mountain, is connected to the river under the mountain?" Ouyang Shao asked.
"Yeah." Mu Liufeng nodded. "You suspect that Murong Xue has drifted down the mountain..."
"Hurricane, no trace, life Wangfu dark guard all out, find people." Ouyang Shaosheng screamed, dark eyes, deep as a secluded pool.
"Yes!" The hurricane, no trace of the sound should be down, turned into streamer, flying away.
Ouyang Shaohao walked ashore, looking at the body of the big snake not far away, and the mess of the woods, and the bottom of the glimmer flashed a faint cold mang...
In the confusion, Murong Xue felt a headache, and the whole body was soft. It was like a serious illness. She closed her eyes and opened it again. She saw a blue-colored account with a blue cover. Jin quilt, with a blue pillow under the neck, even the sheets underneath are also blue, and the calm and solemn and strange colors show that this is not the falling snow pavilion, not the Zhaoning Hall, nor the Qinghui Garden.
"You are awake!" The gentle voice sounded abruptly.
Murong Xue was shocked and looked at it. I saw a mahogany round table in the middle of the room. A round blue figure was sitting at the round table. I held a jug with a glass of wine, a leisurely light wine, with his face on his face. A silver mask, dark eyes under the mask, the deeper and deeper.
Murong Xueyu’s forehead, remembering that she was fighting with the serpent, fell into the stream, the stream was cold, and she was about to freeze her. She wanted to surface and swim ashore, but somehow, the head suddenly came a dizzy, She was black in front of her eyes and she didn’t know anything.
"Is you saving me?" Murong Xue held his bed and slowly sat up, only to see his body wearing a white coat, and the clothes were intact.
"That's right." The silver-faced man said casually.
"What is it?" Murong Xue raised his eyebrows at the man.
"I am in the stream, I am stunned, brought here, you think, this kind of me, is not your savior..." The silver-faced man looked at Murong Xue with a smile.
(End of this chapter)