She came to Jingwang Mansion in order to test the Jingwei Mansion's dark guards, so she just stunned King Jing directly and attracted the dark guards!

The dark guards ’martial arts are high-strength, but they are inferior to the dark guards of the Xiaoyao Palace. They are nothing strange. The mysterious shadow guards in Xie Cheng ’s mouth are invincible and invincible. They will never be them. !

"It seems that Mr. Jing is not in charge of the shadow guard!" Murong Xue blinked and looked up at Shaochen Ouyang: "Let's go!"

"Good!" Ouyang Shaochen nodded, holding Murong Xue's little hand, and walked forward slowly.

The men in black in the fight were stunned, throwing a small white ball at the wave, a bang burst, and the thick white smoke instantly filled everyone's eyes ...

The dark guards of the Jingwang Palace quickly waved their hands and scattered the dust. I saw the empty circle in the encirclement, but the shadows of the four men in black ...

Ye Yichen strode over, looking at a messy road, and a comatose King Jing, with a somber and terrible look: "What's going on?"

A dark guard stepped forward and said in courtesy: "Back to the lord, someone sneaked into the palace and intended to stab the old lord ..."

Ye Yichen's eyes glared: "How is the father's injury?"

"Back to the lord, the old prince just got the best Mongolian sweat medicine. It's okay. After a night's rest, it's okay. The dark guard carefully inspected the old prince Jing and replied congratulations.

"That's good!" Yeyi Chen sighed secretly, and her sharp eyes narrowed slightly: If they really wanted to assassinate the father, they could directly use poison. Why did they use only negligible sweat medicine?Things are definitely not as simple as they seem ...

The white sky reveals the fish belly white, Murong Xue is blowing the cool breeze, walking slowly on the street, whispering: "General Lu, General Qi, and Grandpa Jing do not control the shadow guard, nor are the soldiers in my father ’s army. It was suddenly powerful, and Jiaguan entered the prince. It seems that the token has not fallen into the hands of any of them ... "

She had never seen the token, did not know whether it was long, wide, round, or flat, did not know it was wooden, iron, porcelain, or jade, and did not know where it fell. Want to find it, like a needle in a haystack ...

Looking at her miserable face, Ouyang Shaochen's eyes flashed a clear smile, and said lightly: "The tokens are not easy to find, you can try to find Yingwei, as long as you find them, you can know what the tokens are. ? "

"You're so light, Qingyan Kingdom is so big, there are so many people, where do I go to find Yingwei?" Murong Xue glared at him, helplessly sighed.

"The shadow guard was trained by your father and is very loyal to your father. Even if your father passes away, they should not be too far from your father ..." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, his eyes deep and deep.

Murongxue's eyes glared: "You mean, the movie guards are in or near the capital?"

"Very likely!" Shaochen Ouyang nodded gently.

Murongxue's eyes lighted up, and then he dimmed again. He said with frustration: "There are at least tens of thousands of people coming and going every day in Beijing. It is not easy to find such a mysterious group of shadow guards among so many people ... "

Ouyang Shaochen pondered for a moment, and said lightly: "The shadow guards were trained by special methods. Even if they are hidden in the crowd, their breathing and movements will be different from ordinary people. It is not particularly difficult to find them ..."

"You mean, let the Xiaoyao Wangfu dark guards help find people?" Murong Xue looked at Ouyang Shaochen shiningly: the Xiaoyao Wangfu dark guards were also specially trained, and Murong Yue's shadow guards There is a difference between different songs and the same work. Their perception of the same kind is definitely sharper than that of ordinary people. Letting them find a shadow guard is definitely more effective.

"Well!" Ouyang Shaochen nodded, the little girl was too stupid, and there weren't many people in his hand. He had to help ...

"Thank you!" Murongxue smiled with a curly eyebrow, stretched his arms around Ouyang Shaochen's neck, tipped his toes, and printed a soft kiss on his thin lips.

Yingrun's touch came from his lips, and Ouyang Chen's deep pupils were dark and misty. When she saw her kiss, she was ready to leave, her long arms stretched, holding her small waist, and hugged her in her arms. The thin lips fell back on her pink lips, gently opening her lip tooth's pet, chasing in the charming fresh breath.

A touch of ink bamboo brushed across every part of her lips, her enthusiasm was like fire, and her bones were gently eroded.

Looking at the handsome face of Ouyang Shaochen, Murongxue's eyes widened in surprise: This ... what's going on?She was just too happy, she simply wanted to share with Ouyang Shaochen her happiness, happiness, how could it be like this ...

Murongxue's eyes are ignorant and understandable, faintly watery, faint, fascinating, and charming, Ouyang Shaochen's eyes are as deep as ink, arms are tight around her in her arms, I don't think it deepens this kiss……

The air in Murongxue's lungs is getting less and less, his mind is dazed, he is about to suffocate, and the light breath becomes a quick breath ...

"Ah ..." A painful wailing rang through the air, and Murong Xue was sober, and suddenly pushed Ouyang Shaochen away, her lips were numb, and she was almost unconscious.

Two unnatural colors appeared on the beautiful little face, staring at Ouyang Shaochen bitterly: "I blame you!"

Looking at her swollen lips, her angry eyes, Ouyang Shaochen's eyes flashed a light smile, and said lightly: "The swollen is not particularly bad, it will disappear soon ..."

Murong Xue's eyes lit up with raging anger: She was not talking about this, but ... but ... they were actually on the street where people were going ... was seen wood?The screaming was so loud just now ... No, ah, seeing them close, the ancients can be surprised, there is no need to scream?

Murongxue looked up and saw a man in a light gray cloth fell on the ground not far away, holding his head in both hands, rolling back and forth, although the painful howling was suppressed by force, it still echoed in the air, shocking Heartstring: "Ah ... ah ... ah ..."

"Uncle, what's the matter with you?" Murong Xue walked quickly, grabbed the man's arm, and saw that the man was about thirty or forty years old, with long beards on his lips and chin, and thick eyes in his tough eyes. There is a strong painful color, with a mouth open and closed, but he can't say a complete sentence.

A wisp of foam came out of his mouth, his eyes suddenly turned white, and his tall body cramped quickly, shaking violently ...

Murong Xue's eyes narrowed sharply: He was epilepsy ...