Chapter 485: Memory recovery

Chapter 485 Memory Recovery
The so-called saving of people means saving a person from the hands of evil forces. If she simply grabs someone in front of her and finds her, she really cannot save her.
"The place where Murong Xue is cold and poisonous is not a waste garden. Where is that?" Someone could not help but ask.
Ouyang Shaohao thin lips lightly, faintly spit out two words: "Cold Palace!"
The cold palace has a long distance from the waste garden.
The night smog sharp eyes slammed fiercely, and looked coldly at Ouyang Shaohao: "How do you know? Don't tell this king, the man who saved Murong Xue from the wicked, is you!"
Ouyang Shaohao did not speak, slender hands such as jade, reached into the collar of Murong Xue, pulled out a piece of sheep fat jade, jade carving fine, warm and delicate color, oily and lustrous, seeing everyone slightly squinting, Murong On the day of the cold poison in the snow, it seems to wear this jade: "Is there any problem with this jade?"
"This is the warm jade of the Happy King's House. Ten years ago, I personally put it on the neck of Cher's neck!" Ouyang Shaohao said faintly.
The night smog frowned slightly: "What can you prove that it is the jade of the happy palace?" Yu Pei did not mark any signs related to Xiaoyao Wangfu.
Ouyang Shaohao reached into his sleeve and took out a piece of lace carved from sheep fat jade. The delicate carving and oily color are exactly the same as the warm jade.
Ouyang Shaohao took the lace and gently put it on the warm jade. He only listened to the soft sound of the 'card'. The lace and the warm jade were tightly stitched together, becoming a beautiful warm jade, refracting in the sunlight. A warm light...
Murong Xue glanced at her eyes, and suddenly there was a clear picture in her mind: the palace after the heavy snow, snow everywhere, she was wearing a red cloak, running forward along the trail, running and The golden bell on the head of the bag, as she ran, the ringing of the bell, oh, we were all left behind by her.
Suddenly, a tall figure wearing a black cloak and wearing a hood fell from the sky, clutching her collar and referring her to the air. She struggled desperately but failed to break free. The man opened her wickedly. The mouth, stuffed a white pill into her mouth.
The entrance of the pill was instant, and the thick ice and cold breath instantly infiltrated into the limbs. The lips were purple and the whole body was smashed. It fell to the ground and shrank into a ball.
The cloak man looked down at her, and his sharp eyes were cold like ice: "Don't blame me, blame yourself, who makes you the daughter of Murong Yue..."
The cold cold quickly ran in her veins, her cold body trembled, could not tell a complete sentence, the cloak man mentioned her collar, throwing her into the deep snow pit without mercy, the wrist suddenly As soon as it turned over, a pile of white snow poured over and buried her: "If you can survive, you will see your own creation..."
"What are you doing?" The childish voice sounded like a seven-year-old boy who came with two guards. He wore a white fox cloak, and Yu Xue’s cute little face was serious and looked fierce. The man in the cloak, and the half-dead girl who fell in the snow pit, his dark eyes fiercely slammed: "You are actually hurting, take him."
"Yes!" The two guards led the battle, and the men who pulled the sword and the cloak hit together.
The little boy jumped into the snow pit and raised the little girl: "How are you?"
"Cold...cold..." The little girl said intermittently, the little body tightened into a ball, and her lips were blue and shivering.
"Don't be afraid, I will take you to the doctor!" The little boy comforted softly, holding the little her back, carrying her out of the snow pit, stumbling forward and running.
"I want to run, it's not that easy." The black cloak man looked cold, opened the two guards, and slammed the two children to the past.
The little boy noticed that there was a bad wind behind him, and suddenly turned around. The man in the cloak hit his chest and flew him out six or seven meters away. He fell heavily on the ground, slamming and spitting out a bite. Blood...
"Xiao Shizi!" The two guards screamed and leaped over and slammed with the cloak man.
The little girl fell on the snow next to it, didn't fall, and tried to climb over it. The worried boy shook the boy's arm: "Little brother, what's wrong with you?"
"I...nothing..." The little boy coughed heavily, his mouth overflowing with a blood, feeling the little girl's cold fingertips, he shivered and took a piece of jade from the neck, split into two, lace back I had my neck and a round jade, and I put it on the neck of the little girl: "This jade, you wear it, you can suppress the coldness on your body... cough and cough..."
"Less, awkward..." With an anxious call, a handsome young man appeared in front of the two and reached out and picked up the little boy: "Less!"
"Father!" The little boy screamed weakly, coughing up a blood, his eyes closed, and passed out...
The young man screamed at the bottom of the sky and screamed at the man in the cloak.
The cloak man raised his hand and only listened to ‘砰! The sound of the young man stood still and did not move. The man in the cloak was shaken out more than ten meters away, jumped out of the high wall, and disappeared.
The two guards are about to chase, and the young men stopped them: "There is no need to chase after the poor, and it is important to treat the younger brothers..."
"Yes!" The two guards screamed and looked at Murong Xue, who was shrinking in front of the snowdrift. The low voice: "Wang Ye, the town of Houfu, Xiaojin, what should I do?"
The young man looked at her and saw her cold poisoned. She saw her small body huddled and shivered. Her head was covered with snow. She looked at him with his dark eyes. There was a little horror and fear, and the pitiful appearance made the man feel pity, Shen Sheng said: "Her parents are coming over, leaving one to be secretly waiting, waiting for her parents to come, and then leave."
"Yes!" A guard was quiet and disappeared into the clear air.
The young man, holding the little boy, flies forward like a string of arrows.
Murong Xue shrunk in the snow, and looked at the little boy's pale face for a moment, and his face was deeply imprinted in his mind!
The cute little face of the jade face coincides with the handsome face of Ouyang’s youngest in front of her eyes. Murong Xue’s dark eyes are shining brightly. She remembers, she all remembered:
Save people, It is indeed the Ouyang Shizi."
Jing Lao Wang’s sharp eyes slammed up, and the bottom of his eyes flashed the look that others could not understand...
(End of this chapter)