Murongxue's eyes were fast, his body quickly stabilized, and he fell gently to the ground. He looked coldly at the sword-wielder. I saw that he was a man, about twenty years old, with a young face and a cold face. Some familiar ...
"Murongxue, there must be a limit to holding strong and weak. You are a town and a country, and you are killing yourself, don't you think you are too vicious?" With a cold female voice, a beautiful young woman gently supported The maid's hand slowly came over, and the complicated dress was drooping on the ground, the indescribable grace and luxury.
As soon as she came, she was innocently accused of condemning her. Princess Jing really hated her so much that she hated it. She was ready to teach her anytime, anywhere, and discredit her!
Murongxue's mouth curled up with a cold smile, and looked at the old princess Jing coldly: "The old princess said that I was strong and weak, and I didn't think I was too arbitrary!"
"Is there anything fake that Princess Ben has seen with her own eyes?" Princess Jing Jing looked at Murong Xue from the top, her eyes and brows were cold and proud.
"Princess Jing only saw me stabbing her with a sword. Have you seen us fighting in the first place? Have you ever seen me hurt?" Murong Xue looked at her coldly, and there was a glimmer of coldness in her eyes.
Princess Jing didn't like her tone very much. She frowned and looked at Murong Xue. She saw that her new cloak was clean and only had a blood stain on her arm: it was just a small wound, and it was worth it. The fuss?Really hypocritical!
Princess Jing's eyes mocked and looked down at the woman who had fallen to the ground. She saw that she was slender, beautiful and full of eyes, and a little light flashed on the bottom of her eyes. The pitiful appearance made people unable to bear heart.
Princess Lao Jing could not help but slow down her voice: "What is the matter with you and Murong Xue?"
The woman's eyes flickered and wept gently: "This palace is the saint of Nanjing's Zhao Kingdom, who came to Qingyan to return to the time for the people of Qingyan, to eliminate regrets, do not want, today's fate girl , I think I ’m too slow to return to her memory for her, and I will kill me with a sword ... "
As soon as this remark came out, there was a lot of uproar. The saint expended her energy to return to her time. Not only did she not be grateful, she also disliked and beat the saint, and she really didn't know what to do!
Everyone stared at Murong Xue fiercely, the burning blaze in the eyes, and wished to swallow her alive ...
Murongxue sneered, she knew that the counterfeit was a wise man, as long as her breath remained, she would use the identity of the saint to calculate her ...
"Murongxue, what else do you have to say?" The old princess Jing Jing looked at Murongxue with a sullen glance, as if she were regarded as the culprit.
Murong Xue disdainfully snorted: "She said I was angry to kill her? I was really angry to kill her? I also said that she was the one who first tried to kill me, I was just defending with a sword ..."
"You are just an orphan with no father, no mother, no power, no one, who would kill you with that leisure?" Princess Lao Jing interrupted her words with careless contempt.
Murongxue's eyes were cold: "Noble like the old princess Jing, they all feel ridiculed and mocked me, knowing that others have no intention to assassinate me ..."
"Shut up!" Old Lady Jing interrupted her sharply, her face gloomy and terrible.
"Why? I was anxious and angry when I said that I was thinking about it?" Murong Xue looked at Princess Jing and sneered.
"Shut up!" Princess Jing Jing's face was so horrible: she heard that the Holy Lady came to Taiyuan to do good, and she also came to Taiyuan. She was ready to relax and see the excitement. Outside the Sifang Pavilion, she saw Murong Xue fighting with others. It was totally an accident.
If the two sides of the fight are other people, she will not pay attention to it, but the one who is fighting is Murongxue. She hates Murongxue, so the guards rescue Murongxue's enemies, strike her, and block her ...
Whether this matter is Murong Xue's fault or not, she will make it into Murong Xue's fault.
The old princess Jing Jing looked cold, and looked at Murong Xue with a cold eye: "The saint girl in the shrine is well-known and never lie. She said that you make trouble for her and bully her, then you absolutely make trouble for her and bully her ..."
"What do you believe in a fake product?" Murongxue squinted at Princess Jing, his dark eyes flashing unabashedly.
"Counterfeit goods? What kind of counterfeit goods?" The old princess Jing did not respond for a while.
"It's her!" Murong Xue pointed at the woman: "She's a fake saint maiden, and the real saint is still in Nanzhao Kingdom ..." No one has done the good deeds of their own country. Come to Qingyan Kingdom to help you settle down and do good deeds.
The light and fluttering sound exploded like a thunder, and the frightened crowd couldn't move for a long time: they worshipped the goddess of the shrine for so many days, but it was fake?real or fake?