"Do you want money to fight dogs in the Colosseum?" Murong Xue glanced at him with a faint voice.

"Yes Murong Ye nods and admits without hesitation: in recent days, he has no money in his hand. He is bored at home every day, and he is getting sick.

Murong Xue's eyes congealed, leisurely way: "you want silver is not impossible, but there is no free lunch in the world, these silver can't be given to you in vain, let's make an equivalent exchange!"

If you don't want to be enterprising, you will know how to fight dogs. No matter how much money she has, she won't be so straightforward.

"What equivalent exchange?" Murong ye asked with a smile: as long as the conditions are not too harsh, he can agree.

Murong snow grabbed a book on the stone table and threw it at him: "if you recite all the contents of this book, I will give you ten thousand Liang." The book was used by her to relieve her boredom when she had nothing to do. It had just turned two pages. Now it is cheap for Murong Ye.

Murong ye took the book and looked down at it. He opened the cover with the words "Analects of Confucius". He opened the cover and saw that his head was as big as a fight. His self-confident handsome face suddenly suffered: "sister, in my eyes, the words on it look like flies arranged in order. They don't know me and I don't know them. Don't you Is it all right to embarrass me

Murong Xue is bright and gloomy. He compares the words to flies. How much does Murong ye hate reading?

"Then go to Huibo and ask him to teach you ten moves. When you have mastered all these ten moves, you can come to me for ten thousand Liang silver."

Murong Ye doesn't like to learn literature. It's useless for her to force him to practice martial arts. Hui Bo's martial arts are pretty good. The professor's Murong Ye is not a problem at all.

Hearing her words, Murong Ye frowned more tightly. He said bitterly: "Professor Huibo can only make people squat, squat, and then squat. I have studied martial arts with him for ten years, and he has only taught me a set of 49 moves. If I learn ten new moves from him, it will take at least two years, and I will be suffocated..."

Murong Xue's beautiful face was about to drip ink. Squatting is the foundation of martial arts training. Huibo asked him to squat more horse steps, which is also the basis of martial arts practice. He even dislikes the single teaching. What a fool!

It's not that he doesn't want to teach him martial arts, but Murong Ye is lazy. He is afraid that if he teaches too much, he will hurt him

It's a headache to learn literature and tiring to practice martial arts. It's not as easy and pleasant as fighting dogs. This lazy guy really enjoys life and how to live leisurely.

However, her money here is exchanged for headache and tiredness. Don't try to be leisurely.

Murong Xue looks up at Murong Ye. She is about to give a few words of education. Suddenly, a sharp pain rises in her chest. Her bright face turns pale and bloodless, and the sweat of bean size seeps out from her forehead

"Sister, what's the matter with you?" Murong Ye sees that something is wrong with her. He steps forward and holds her arm. His fingertips touch her bare wrist. There is no trace of temperature. His face changes greatly: "you are Cold poison attack, tea, dark fragrance, go get the medicine

"Yes, yes, yes!" Tea, dark fragrance has long been used to this kind of scene, repeatedly promised, rushed to the room, beautiful face did not see the slightest panic.

Murong Ye takes out the silk handkerchief between Murong Xue's wrists and gently wipes the sweat on her forehead. Her voice is soft as a breeze: "sister, don't be afraid. You'll be OK after taking the medicine."

Murong Xue nods hard. In the memory of the original owner, she has experienced countless cold poison attacks, and every time she suffers from death and death, but as long as she takes the medicine, the pain will soon disappear

"Ah..."

"Ah..."

The two cries are heard one after another. Murong Ye looks at the sound and sees a man in black, wearing a black scarf, running out of Murong Xue's room, holding a sandalwood box in his arms.

The faint fragrance fell on the door, and her delicate face was as white as paper. She used all her strength to shout: "young master He robbed the eldest lady's medicine... "

Murong Ye's Dark Jade like eyes narrowed fiercely. His thin figure came to the man in black in an instant. He waved his palm and hit him: "put the medicine down!"

The man in black, as if he hadn't heard of it, sidestepped to avoid Murong Ye's attack and began to fight with him.

In a flash, I saw a black and a blue two figures, suddenly up and down, suddenly left and right tightly entangled in a fight, the fierce wind blowing leaves rattle.

The man in black is an adult man. His martial arts are very good. He moves fast, ruthlessly and accurately. His moves are fierce and merciless. Obviously, he has experienced many battles. His movements and body methods are integrated.

However, Murong Ye is still young, and his martial arts moves are green and simple. Obviously, he has little practice, few enemies, and lacks flexible application and flexibility. His moves are also somewhat disordered and his strength is reduced by half.

With the rapid sound of footsteps, the bodyguards of the Marquis's house rushed over. The man in black did not want to fight, so he waved his hand to Murong Ye's chest, preparing to seriously injure him, and took the opportunity to escape.

Murong Xue's eyes were cold. He tried to endure the pain. He pulled out his soft sword and jumped to the man in black. After opening his palm, he repeatedly waved his sword. The cold light twinkled and stabbed several blood holes in his left shoulder!"Quick, quick, the assassin is there. Don't let him run away!" The guards of Hou's house ran into the courtyard and surrounded the courtyard. Murong Xue and Murong Ye blocked the man in black one after another. He was injured again and couldn't escape.

The man in black, with a chill in his eyes, slapped his palm at the sandalwood box in his arms. Hearing the sound of "pa", the exquisite box turned into fly ash, and the porcelain bottle and medicine in the bottle were also made into powder foam, which fell on the ground and blended with the yellow brown soil

"Fire lotus seed, sister's fire lotus seed..." Murong Ye holds up a handful of powder foam, but it is full of mud, wood, porcelain, and medicine. His dark eyes turn red in an instant, and he kicks the man in black severely. His fists, like dense raindrops, hit him mercilessly: "you compensate for our fire lotus seeds My sister wanted it to help... "

The man in black bowed his head, looked awe inspiring and said nothing.

Murong Xue's muscles and veins were sharp, and his throat was dry and astringent. He coughed a few times. He said weakly: "brother, don't fight. He is a dead man. He won't say anything!"

"The dead man?" Murong ye made a move. His dark eyes narrowed fiercely. He grabbed the collar of the man in black and said: "it's yeyichen who asked you to steal huolianzi, right? Don't admit it. No one knows that my sister is poisoned by cold and needs fire lotus seed to save her life, except Prince Jing's house and Zhenguo Hou's house! "

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