Chapter 827: Lessons of bullies (2)

Chapter 827 Lessons Bullies (2)
"Let's get out!" Looking at the eyes of the man, Murong Xue spit out two words. The little face of the country is cold and frosty. The cold beauty flows in the clear, and the man’s heart is itchy. A screaming face of Murong Xue rushed over the past: "Little beauty, this is for you, how can you let it go!"
Murong Xue frowned and shook his eyes and avoided the man's flying flutter. He looked at him coldly: "Go away, otherwise, don't blame me, you are welcome!" But it was just out of the street and actually met this kind of person. It’s unfortunate that things are happening.
The man’s shot was defeated, and he was rebuked, threatened, and the innocent face was gloomy. He sneered at Murong Xue:
Don’t dare to threaten this little, do you know who this is? This is the great master of General Fu’s family. In this Liangcheng, I don’t want to say one, no one dares to say two..."
The man said that the eyebrows danced, and the little sister behind him followed his back straight, full of heart, full of eyes and honor.
Murong Xue heard a frown: General Fu? Who is that? The Qingyan faction guards the general in Liangcheng, isn’t there only one Shenyue...
"Little beauty, this is less to see you, it is your blessing, you don't know how to be good..." The man's fierce threat came into his ears, Murong Xuexue was awkward, and the light was like a sharp arrow. A proud man: "Close your mouth!"
The man’s eager threat to Murong Xue was to see her crying and crying, and she was interrupted by the cold. He looked up to Murong Xue with anger, facing her cold eyes and shocking man’s mind. Hey, the heart beats and loses the frequency, this... this kind of eyes... so terrible...
"Less... young master..." The younger sister of the class was also shocked by the forehead sweating, screaming and screaming, and my heart was so embarrassed that the girl’s eyes were really terrible...
The man was shouted by Xiao Yan and suddenly returned to God. He was scared by one of the women’s eyes. Under the anger, he shouted toward Murong Xue: "But a civilian, dare to teach less, you Impatient impatient? Look at the face of your face, this is a small compassion, forgive you a life... Come and bring her back to the government!"
"Yes!" The little took the lead, and the sly smile, reaching out to catch Murong Xue.
Murong Xue flashed a touch of disgusting color at the bottom, lifted his foot to the little scorpion, and flew them all out...
The four little sisters didn't even touch her clothes, and they were hit for four or five meters. They fell heavily on the ground, and they fell into pain. They screamed...
The man's face instantly gloomy: Shantou, who dared to disobey him, really did not know how to lift, he told her personally today, who is the master of this Liangcheng...
The man's wrist turned over and pulled out the long whip that was not at his waist. The evil murder of Murong Xue hit the past, and his arrogant command was heard in the air: "Go and take the paper and the pen, and draw the lesser hero." This is a small memorial."
"Yes..." A little sister just fell in front of a stall writing a letter, stood up at the fastest speed, pushed the stall owner aside, and he took a pen and inked it, looking up at the man and Murong Xue.
I saw that the man had jumped to Murong Xue, and the long whip in his hand smashed toward her chest.
Murong Xue stood quietly in the sun, not flashing away. At the moment when the whip hit her chest, she reached out and grabbed the long whip. In the man’s horrified eyes, her wrist turned over and cleverly won the long whip.
The whip is reddish and the whip is smooth and flexible. At first glance, it is made of a good material. It is absolutely painful to hit people.
Murong Xue’s mouth curled up with a strange smile, and the little shout who was holding the pen:
Look at the big eyes and see, and try to draw every hero of your young master!

At the moment of the fall, Murong Xue’s wrist turned over, and the long whip in his hand hit the man’s chest, only listening to ‘hey! The sound of the man’s clothes was smashed and the chest was hit with a deep blood mark...
"Ah!" The man screamed, screaming at the bottom of the raging anger, glaring at Murong Xue: "You dare to play this less..."
Murong Xue snorted and laughed again. He slammed it on the wound on the man's chest. In an instant, the skin opened and the cracked wound was like a big mouth, silently mocking him: "I will Hit you, what's the matter?"
The man was shocked by this sudden scene, and it took only half a sigh to react. The screaming screams penetrated the clouds and rang through the clouds: "Where come, help, someone kills..."
The youngsters were also shocked by this sudden scene. They heard the man’s screams and woke up. They wanted to go forward and rescued them, but they saw that Murong Xue was whiping out and hitting the man’s face...
"Ah!" The man screamed and turned, and he ran forward without a quick return. The wind shouted his crying cry: "Help! Help..."
Most of the people in Liangcheng knew the man. When he saw him running with horror, he sneaked aside and gave him a way. The speed of the man running was faster, but no matter how fast he ran, Murong Xue was very popular. Follow him, from time to time, slamming a whip...
The man was chased by the panting, and he was almost running, but the whip was still ruthlessly pumped on him, and his gorgeous, precious robes were smashed...
(End of this chapter)