The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

"Ah!" Qingyan soldiers screamed, woke up, his shoulders bleeding like blood, he stared at the soldiers in Nanjiang in front of him, and screamed: "The dogs are broken, you can kill the master if you have the ability, use less. These mean and shameless methods torture people ... "

"Ouch, it's still a hard bone. If you want to die, I will fulfill you, Grandpa!" The soldiers from Nanjiang said proudly, took out a packet of powder foam, and spilled it on Qingyan soldiers. In a flash, a ray of light smoke came from him. His clothes, flesh and bones began to melt at a rate that human eyes could see ...

"Ah!" Qingyan soldiers screamed sternly through the clouds, resounding through the clouds.

He was struggling violently, his eyes were crimson, his forehead was green, and he still couldn't resist the violent medicinal effects of powder foam. His legs, legs, arms, torso, and head were all slowly turned into a pool of blood, and drops dropped on the ground , With a pungent smell ...

Murong Xue frowned tightly, what is that?Corpse scattered?Turn corpse powder?That man is just an ordinary soldier, how can there be such a powerful thing?

"This method of torturing people is really good. Next, it's up to me!" Another soldier from South Xinjiang stood up with a dazzling look, holding a bamboo tube, and quickly ran to the blue flame soldier on the wooden post .

"There is only one tube of poison left, save your time." The soldiers of the southern Xinjiang who had just tortured the dead reminded loudly.

"Know!" The soldiers from South Xinjiang nodded and ran to a Qingyan soldier. They pulled out the bamboo tube, and a light pink smoke floated out of the bamboo tube, throwing Qingyan soldier's face.

"Ah!" Qingyan soldiers screamed fiercely and twisted violently, still unable to withstand the strong medicinal effects. The young body turned into an old dry body at a speed that human eyes could see ...

Murongxue's cold and beautiful eyes narrowed sharply: the pale pink smoke was so poisonous, and the pale pink floating in the air, would it be this kind of poison?If so, then this forest is really a real death trap forest ...

"Your companions have been poisoned and killed. Next, it's your turn, hehehe!" The Nanjiang people grinned and walked slowly in front of the last Qingyan soldier. The bamboo tube in his hand was aimed at him. s face……

The Qingyan soldier slowly opened his eyes and looked at the soldiers in Nanjiang coldly: "You are less proud, one day, you will die more miserable than us ..."

The childish male voice with strong resentment and firmness, Murong Xue's eyes were heard, this is Murong Ye's voice, the only remaining blue flame soldier is Murong Ye!

"Ouch, the tone is not small. If you look forward to your uncle's death, the uncle will reward you and make you die even more miserable ..." Nanjiang people said fiercely, holding the bamboo tube in their hands, they will open ... …

Murong Xuexue's eyes narrowed slightly, his feet lightened, his slender body instantly jumped in front of the people of Nanjiang, grasped the bamboo tube and turned it over, the bamboo tube turned back and forth, and the pale pink smoke was sprayed towards the southern Xinjiang man ...

"Ahhhh ..." The people of Nanjiang fell to the ground, screaming sternly, the tall body huddled tightly, rolling back and forth on the ground, and turned into a dry body at the speed that human eyes could see ...

"Oldest four!" The soldiers of Nanjiang in front of the fire were frightened, pulled out their swords around their waists, and stabs at Murongxue viciously ...

Murong Xue snorted softly, holding a soft sword, and rushed to meet the soldiers of South Xinjiang, only to hear the soft sound of 'brushing and brushing', a splash of bloody red blood ...

The soldiers of the South Xinjiang suddenly stopped their movements, maintained their assassination stiffness for a moment, and thumped down on the ground, their eyes wide open, and their eyes flashed with deep shock and disbelief ...

Murongxue turned a blind eye, turned around, and slowly walked to Murongye.

Murongye's hands were tied tightly to the column behind his back. His beautiful face was covered with black-brown mud paddles. He couldn't see his appearance at all. He looked at the fallen dead body, and then looked at the leisurely Murongxue and Moyu There was a deep shock in the eyes of ordinary eyes: "Sister!"

"Well!" Murong Xue responded in a nonchalant manner, stepped forward, and slashed the rope on the wooden post with a sword.

Murong Ye dropped to the ground, rubbed his numb arms and wrists, and looked up at Murong Xue, his eyes full of admiration: "Sister, how did you get here?"

But he was trapped outside the trap forest, trapped in the mud of that pool, choked out, and just woke up ...

"This is a long story. I'll tell you when you're free. It's dangerous here. Don't stay here for a long time. Let's go quickly." Murong Xue said softly and lifted Murong Ye, a little dark brown sludge from Murong Ye's The shirt dyed her sleeve, and she didn't care.

"Okay!" Murong Ye nodded and wiped off the dirt on his face, preparing to leave. Suddenly, countless soldiers from southern Xinjiang poured out from the empty field, holding bows and arrows, encircling the two of them, the arrows pointed straight Refers to the key points of the two.

A young man in silver armor walked slowly and looked at Murong Xue in surprise: "I can't think of a weak woman who could break through many institutions and come here unharmed. It's not easy ..."

"Who are you?" Murong Xue looked at the man coldly.

"People who came to send you to the West Heaven." The man smiled strangely and suddenly gave a gesture. In an instant, countless black feather arrows shot at Murong Xue and Murong Ye.

Murongxue's eyes flicked, and he quickly waved his sword and shot down the feather arrows.

Murongye also picked up a long sword and swayed it quickly, and the sharp arrows like raindrops failed to hurt them ...

The young man ’s eyes were even more amazed, and he praised: "It really is two powerful people, but unfortunately, they are destined to die here ... continue to shoot arrows until they are killed ..."

"Yes!" The soldiers took orders, and the arrows shot more densely.

It ’s not that easy to shoot them!

Murongxue's eyes narrowed, his feet were a little, and he came to the soldiers in the blink of an eye. The long sword waved and killed three or four soldiers in southern Xinjiang. The dense feather arrows suddenly became thinner ...

Murongye's eyes lit up, and he made a leap in front of the soldiers in southern Xinjiang, and slashed towards them. The long and latitude venues were suddenly chaotic, and it was not clear who was who. The soldiers in southern Xinjiang could not shoot arrows ...

The young man ’s face was almost black, and the ink was about to drip out: these two people are really abominable ...

Reaching for the bow and arrow in the soldier's hand, he was about to take the bow and wind the string. Yu Guang saw a slender black figure flying over and landed lightly on the ground.

His eyes sank, he withdrew his bow and arrow, walked forward quickly, and said respectfully, "His Royal Highness, you are back ..."