Chapter 157

Red Hawthorn wrapped in thick molasses, crystal clear, very attractive, Ouyang Shaochen looked, gently shook his head: "I don't like to eat sugar gourd!"

Murong Xue blinked, leisurely way: "this string of sugar gourd string so many, I simply can't eat, you help me eat two!" White little hands holding sugar gourd, motionless in Ouyang Shaochen's mouth, he did not eat, she never give up.

Ouyang Shaochen looked at her, a trace of helplessness flashed in the Obsidian pupil: "I really don't like to eat sour and sweet things, don't be naughty!"

"You eat one, just one, and the rest belongs to me..." Murong Snow's eyes twinkle to persuade.

"No way..." When Ouyang Shaochen opens his mouth to speak, Murong Xue suddenly takes off a sugar gourd and quickly puts it into his mouth.

The taste of sour and sweet diffused in the mouth, fresh, sweet and with a touch of sour gas, slightly inverted the teeth, Ouyang Shaochen gently frowned, helpless stare at murongxue.

Murong Xue looked at him with a smile: "how does it taste?"

"Scrape together!" Ouyang Shaochen is not salty answer!

"If you like it, have another one!" Murong Snow said with a smile, and picked a sugar gourd, plug to Ouyang Shaochen's mouth.

She and Ouyang Shaochen have had several meals together. Of course, she knows that he doesn't like sweet and sour food. However, sweet and sour food is good for the human body. He has to eat some, not too picky

Seeing the sugar gourd to his mouth, Ouyang Shaochen quickly reached out and grasped Murong Xue's wrist: "I eat that one is enough, the rest belongs to you!" Voice down, Ouyang Shaochen wrist a turn, sugar gourd clever into Murong snow mouth!

Sour and sweet taste diffuses in the mouth, Murong Xue stares at Ouyang Shaochen: he doesn't like such delicious candied gourd. It's really a blessing in the mouth!

"Girl, be pitiful An old, hoarse cry suddenly sounded. Murong Xue turned her head and saw an old man with gray hair and ragged clothes standing half a meter away from her. He was half bent, with a stick in his hand, and a broken bowl with a missing mouth in the other hand. He handed it to her and looked at her pitifully.

"Wait a minute!" Murong Xue said with a smile. She reached her waist and pulled out her soft sword. She stabbed the old man mercilessly

The old man's eyes narrowed slightly. He waved his stick to meet him. He heard a "click" and the stick skin broke open, revealing the long sword with cold light inside

"When!" The old man opened Murong Xue with his sword, jumped to one side, and looked at her from a commanding position. He was full of arrogance and killing intention. There was no old man and poor man just now: "how did you see through me?"

Disguised for many years, he has never been seen through!

"Because of your complexion, beggars are yellow and thin all the year round. Although your complexion is yellow, it is unnatural. If you wipe something on your face and your voice is deliberately lowered, you will be old and hoarse. If you listen carefully, you will be able to hear that your original voice is loud and full of vigor, and the tiger mouth on your hand is not completely covered by broken bowls It's a thick layer of calluses. You can see that it's caused by practicing sword all the year round... " Murong Xueman said without heart, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows are full of light mockery!

Hearing this, the old man narrowed his eyes and said, "it's really a fierce man. I can't hide my disguise in front of you..." He had intended to approach her as a beggar and take her life when she was unprepared. Unexpectedly, she was so smart that he would kill her in another way

"Who sent you to kill me?" Murong Xue looked at him coldly.

"Ask the king of hell!" With a big wave of the old man's hand, countless people in black poured out of the eaves and the alley. Holding the long sword with cold light, he stabbed Murong Xue and Ouyang Shaochen mercilessly.

Kill her!

Murong Xue curled up a cold smile and rushed to meet the people in black. The soft sword in his hand was wielded repeatedly, and the red blood thread was raised

The man in black has a cold look, and like the tide, he surrounds Murong Xue. The sword in his hand stabs her all over her body

"Bang bang bang!" The powerful internal forces shot from all over Murong Xue's body. Ouyang Shaochen fell from the sky and fell lightly on her side, reaching for the soft sword in her hand.

"Why?" Murong snow looked at him puzzled.

"Your skill is good, but it's not tough enough and fast enough. I'll teach you some moves and see clearly!" Ouyang Shaochen light said, toe light, slender figure in the blink of an eye disappeared in the public line of sight.

The old man was shocked and looked around for Ouyang Shaochen. The faint smell of ink bamboo suddenly lingered on the tip of his nose. A white coat floated through the corner of his eye, and a cold light flashed in front of him like lightning.

He only felt a pain in his neck, and a little blood burst out. He slowly looked down and saw the bright red blood slowly flowing down his neck, soaked a large part of his skirt, and the faint smell of blood spread rapidly. Ouyang Shaochen's voice sounded in his ear: "Xueer, see clearly, this is killing!"Oh, Xiaoyao Wang Shizi is worthy of his reputation. If he had known that he was so powerful, he would wait for murongxue and Ouyang Shaochen to separate before starting!

The old man's mouth curved with an ugly smile, his body tilted, and he fell to the ground and broke his breath. Blood flowed from his neck and dyed the ground red

Looking at the old man who was out of breath, people in black were stunned. At the moment of trance, Ouyang Shaochen's fierce sword moves had arrived. A white shadow floated by, and a cold sword light followed. People in black didn't see how he did it, so they were wiped off their necks and fell to the ground reluctantly with their eyes wide open and their eyes closed

This is not a fight, but a simple massacre. Murong Xue stood by and saw only a white figure flashing back and forth among the people in black, raising red blood lines. Then, all the people in black fell to the ground and died

The corpses were everywhere, and the blood flowed in the air. Ouyang Shaochen, holding a sword, stood in the group of corpses in black. His white clothes were flying with the wind, spotless, and his young face was like a painting scroll, which was so elegant that people could not open their eyes!

Murong Xue's Willow eyebrow picked a pick. Ouyang Shaochen has excellent martial arts, deep internal power, and excellent sword skills. He is really a world-famous son of the carefree King

"Ouyang Shizi!" Murong Xue stepped forward with a smile and patted him on the shoulder. He was about to praise him. He didn't want to. Ouyang Shaochen fell down with her pat

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