Chapter 571: Fight

Chapter 571 Fighting
Ouyang Shaohao raised his head and looked out through the gap of the curtain. He saw that Murong Xue was sitting in a carriage and looked indifferent.
The carriage is just a general willow wood, the shape is still exquisite, the horse is just bought, the variety is general, but the spirit is full.
Weifeng was sitting in front of the carriage, waiting for the moon to go to the carriage, and raising the whip, the horse was like a string of arrows, and rushed forward quickly...
The farther the carriage is, the farther it runs, the farther it goes, the more it will disappear. It will be full of surprises. Miss Murong will go away, and I have not said a good word to Shizi...
Quietly looking at Ouyang Shaohao, I saw his face horrible and terrible, the hand in the wolf was broken, the ink on the nib was splashed on the sleeves, and the dark ink was smudged. He ignored it and grabbed the curtain. The sound of '砰' smashed down, and the front cover was tight and the carriage of Murong Snow could no longer be seen.
In order to block the wind, the fabric of the curtain is very dense, but after all, it is a fabric, and it can make such a loud sound, which shows that his heart is angry.
There is no trace of helplessness: Miss Murong left the world, and returned to Beijing alone, not blaming the world for being angry...
"No trace, return to Beijing." Ouyang Shaohao's cold command sounds from the car.
"Yes!" Nodded no trace, sat in front of the car, raised the whip, quickly spread the four hooves, and quickly ran forward, the snow-colored horseshoes stepped on the snow...
It’s not early in the sky, the snow is still down, and the road is very slippery. It’s not a good time to hurry, but the world’s sons have to go back to Beijing, and they can only drive by car.
Murong Xue’s carriage drove fast in the snow, the wall was very thick, the curtain was thick, and the heavy drooping down, the window and the exit were tightly covered, and the cold outside the car could not see into the slightest. In the carriage, the body was covered with thick quilts, and the cold lips were still blue.
"Missy, is it cold?" The moon took out another bed of quilts, wrapped in Murong Xue, and the slender body wrapped in silkworms.
"Fortunately." Murong Xue smiled unnaturally: She originally put a small charcoal stove in the corners of the carriage, which burned charcoal inside, and baked the car, and the quality of the charcoal was not so good. The smoke is very horrible. She can only extinguish the charcoal and sit in the compartment coldly...
"Where is it now?"
Stepping on the curtain and looking at the curtain: "I have left the Xiliang Kingdom and entered the territory of the Qingyan Kingdom."
Murong Xue nodded, and the junction of Xiliang and Qingyan was deserted. It was necessary to walk a distance to see the city. After entering the city, she could buy some smoke-free charcoal grills...
"Missy, it is estimated that we have to walk a few miles to get to the city with some smoke. Would you like to take a rest?"
Murong Xue shook her head: "No, I am not sleepy." The car can not be filled with cold air, but the temperature in the air is very low, she is very cold, even if she is covered with two quilts, she is also frozen and sleepless, simply Don't sleep...
When she was sitting in a carriage with Ouyang Shaohao, why didn’t she feel that the sky was so cold...
‘Hey! Suddenly, the sound of the wind broke through the silence. Murong Xue glanced at the carriage and grabbed the carriage. He only listened to the sound of '砰'. The exquisite carriage was instantly cut into four petals and collapsed. In the snow.
Dozens of black people stood five or six meters away, and they would be surrounded by Murong Xue, Wei Feng, and the three-month group. The eyes were cold and the eyes were chilling.
Murong Xue gaze slightly: "Who are you?"
"No comment." The first person stepped forward and looked at Murong Xue coldly.
Murong Xue did not show weakness, but also looked at him coldly: "You are coming to kill me?"
"Yes." The leader nodded gently.
"Who sent you?" Murong Xue looked cold.
"No comment." The black leader sang a word: "But if you are willing to hand over the silver key, we can consider giving you a life."
It turned out that they came to the silver key. For a key, to dispatch so many people, it seems that the silver key is not simple.
Murong Xue’s bottom flashed a touch of meaning:
Sorry, the silver key is very important to me, I will not hand it over.

"Then we have to be rude, hands-on." The black-collar leader ordered, the black people were like the tide, toward the Weifeng, the moon, Murong Xue three people rushed over.
Murong Xue, Wei Feng, pull out the long sword on the moon, and the black people are playing together. In the silent air, the fierce fighting sounds, the sword light flashes, the blood line splashes...
A luxury carriage slowly came over and looked at the people who fought fiercely. The car was silent and reported: "Shizi, Murong girl has an accident."
"Is it?" Ouyang Shaohao said faintly, gently picking up the curtain, only to see Murong Xue being surrounded in the middle, kicking a black man with a kick, the soft sword in his hand swiftly spinning, straight thorn On the chest of another black man...
Ouyang Shaohao raised his eyebrows and picked up the tea cup in front of him. He was slow and light: the besieged is her, but she is not suffering from her...
The black man swarmed, and Murong Xue stabbed one of the swords, revealing the carriage not far away, and the Ouyang Shaohao on the carriage. Her eyes lit up: "Ouyang Shaohao, come help!"
People in black clothes have a slight eye, and the guards look at Ouyang Shaohao: Ouyang Shaohao’s martial arts are unpredictable. If he does not intervene, they still have the possibility of defeating Murong Xue. If he intervenes, their consequences will be worrying...
Ouyang Shaohao glanced at Murong Xue, casually saying: "Are we familiar?"
"Of course I am familiar." Murong Xue focused on the key points. They have known each other for more than half a year. They have been talking about love for four or five months. Can you be unfamiliar?
"Between acquaintances, when you don't leave the town, don't say hello!" Ouyang Shaohao looked at her faintly, and Qingyue's voice revealed undisguised accusations.
Murong Xue stunned, so little things are also vengeful, really a stupid!
Ouyang Shaohao made it clear that she didn't want to help her. Even if she said that her mouth was dry, Ouyang Shaohao would not care about her. She was too lazy to spend any more energy on him and she was sensible.
Not just dozens of black people, Ouyang Shaohao does not help, they can solve it, not just wasting some time, wasting some energy, she can afford it!
Murong Xue’s eyes were cold, and the long sword in his hand waved a sturdy sword, and the neck of the black people who had no mercy was stabbed.
The black man saw the meaning of Ouyang Shaohao completely did not intervene, secretly let go of the heart, the sword to the extreme, thorns to Murong Xue, Wei Feng, three months.
Murong Xue, Wei Feng, and the moon also showed no weakness. The long sword was like a blast. The three men dealt with dozens of black people, but they did not fall into the wind...
Suddenly, a black man glared at Murong Xue and ignored it. He sneaked around behind her, and the evil sword stabbed her back...
(End of this chapter)