Chapter 170

"Bang!" The sound of a violent explosion broke out, sending out countless pieces of debris, and a large group of people in black were blown to the ground.

Murong Xue sees the opportunity, points her toes lightly, and her slim figure is like an arrow from the bow. She jumps out quickly: there are countless dead men in black, and I don't know when she can kill them all. She is injured again, so she is too lazy to waste time here!

The dead man was called out by Qin Yuyan. Let the three of them kill them slowly. Whether they are dead or alive, it depends on their own luck

"Cher!" Ye Yichen's eyes slightly coagulated, and he was about to get up and chase Murong Xue. Unexpectedly, a large group of dead men swarmed around him. He could only watch Murong Xue go further and further

A big pit was blown out of the yard, and nearly a hundred dead men in black were killed and injured. The strong smell of gunpowder lingered on the tip of his nose. Qin Haoyan narrowed his eyes slightly: "what did murongxue throw away just now?"

"I don't know!" Ye Yichen shakes his head gently. He can only see that it is a small black bullet. It is so small that it has such strong lethality. It is amazing that Murong Xue can surprise him every time he sees her

Qin Haoyan picked his eyebrows gently, smelling like gunpowder, but isn't all gunpowder powder powder foam? It also needs a line of fire to guide. It's incredible that Murong Xue can let it explode automatically

"Brush, brush, brush!" The dead men in black, armed with long swords, cut and killed them madly!

Later on, if we kill more and more black eyes, we will not kill them

"Good!" Qin Haoyan nodded, suddenly turned around, and pulled out the sword on Qin YuYan's shoulder: there were a large number of deaths and injuries in the yard, and the room was full of shredded meat. In addition to the smell of blood, it was smelly, which was very bad. He didn't want to stay here for a long time.

Qin Yuyan vomited out a mouthful of blood with a "puff" sound. His face was pale and bloodless. He lay on Qin Haoyan's back, and his eyes were gradually lax

The night Yichen bullet directed all the dead men down and flew to the high wall. The strong internal force continued to suppress the dead men. Qin Haoyan jumped out of the house with Qin Yuyan on his back and landed on the ground outside the courtyard.

"Yuyan is seriously injured. You can take her back to the palace of King Jing for treatment." Night Yichen falls on the ground, lightly throws down this sentence, turns around, strides forward.

Qin Haoyan was puzzled and frowned: "Lord Jing, where are you going?"

"There's something urgent to deal with." Night Yichen head also does not return to answer, stride forward.

Looking at his figure, Qin Haoyan's mouth curved with a beautiful radian: the things about the night's escape mainly focus on the jingwangfu and the military camp. Now it's so late that the city gate is closed, he can't go back to the barracks. What else is there to deal with in such a hurry?

"Elder sister Huang, do you think my future brother-in-law is going to find Murong Xue?" Just now, ye Yichen cared about Murong Xue, but he saw it all in his eyes.

She suffered such a heavy injury, Yichen did not comfort her, nor did she take her to see a doctor. Instead, she went to see Murong Xue. What a hateful thing!

Qin Yuyan was so angry that she spat out a mouthful of blood, and her chest was filled with sharp pain. Her eyes were black, and she fainted unwillingly. The front of her chest was dyed red with blood

Looking at her bleeding wound, Qin Haoyan's evil eyes flashed across her. If the sword was a little bit too small, sister Huang would be killed. It seems that Murong Xue was prepared to kill elder sister Huang when she threw the sword. It's really cruel and poisonous!

He is very similar to him!

As the night deepened, Murong Xue walked alone in the empty street, and the slight footstep sound spread far and far in the silent night

The wound on her left arm was hot and blood was pouring out continuously. She dyed most of her sleeves red. A faint smell of blood lingered on the tip of her nose. Murong Xue frowned tightly: the strength of the monster is not small. If she did not hide quickly, most of her arms would be cut off by him

Several can not smell the broken wind sounded, a purple figure fell from the sky, gently fell in front of her: "snow son!"

Murong snow eyes a Lin, quickly back a few steps, and he opened a distance: "what do you come to do?"

Looking at her watchful eyes, ye Yichen's deep pupil is slightly dim, holding a small light blue porcelain vase, handed it to her: "your arm is injured, I'll give you medicine."

The porcelain vase is as delicate as jade. If there is no medicine fragrance spilling over the bottle stopper, it is very pleasant to smell. You can see it is the best medicine.

Murong Xue was not moved at all. He said coldly, "thank you for your kindness. There are a lot of medicine in the Marquis of Zhenguo. So you don't have to worry about it." I didn't expect that ye Yichen was killed from the group of dead men in black so quickly, and he didn't get hurt. He really deserves to be the God of war.

"No matter how much medicine the Marquis of Zhenguo has, it's your own. This bottle is the king's will." Night Yichen low said, sharp pupil flashing a little sincerity.

Murong Xue disdained to sneer: "night Yichen, we have no relationship, I will not accept you anything, your heart should go to Qin Yuyan to express."Night Yichen eyes flash a trace of complex look, slightly heavy eyes, did not speak.

"It's getting late. I'll go first. Please help yourself, Lord Jing." Murong Xue said coldly and quickly walked forward. In the moment of passing the night's dust, he suddenly reached out and grasped her arm: "Xueer..."

"Let go Murong Xue's eyes are cold and he waves his palm to night Yichen.

Ye Yichen reached out and grasped her wrist. The light flashed in her deep pupil: "xue'er, can we sit down and have a good talk?"

"Lord Jing, you didn't like me, I didn't like you. The engagement that bound us has been completely lifted. Now we are strangers who know each other. What else can we talk about?" Murong snow cold said, suddenly raised the foot to kick to night Yichen, he caught too tight, she can not get rid of, can only kick him.

Night Yichen quickly side, Murong snow a foot kick empty, slender body straight fell to the ground

"Be careful!" Ye Yichen reaches for murongxue's waist and lifts her up. A familiar figure comes into sight. He looks up at the past

Murong snow stood firm, angry and anxious, and beat Ye Yichen's arm: "take your hands away!"

Night Yichen motionless, sharp eyes straight at the front.

Murong Xue followed his eyes and saw a slender figure standing under the big tree in front of him. With a handsome face and a noble posture of Tsinghua University, he was Ouyang Shaochen, the son of the carefree king!

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