Murongxue's toes were lighter, her slender body was like a shock, and she ran forward quickly.
"Wang Wang Wang ..." The fierce dogs screamed, and the fierce gods chased Murong Xue, the vast and mighty team, and everyone was stunned.
Wuhen also widened her eyes in surprise: "What is Murong girl doing?" They can completely slash these fierce dogs on the spot, how can Murong girl lead them all away ...
"Look at it and see." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, his slender body instantly reached tens of meters away ...
A little bit of gold shone on the antique street. A man wearing a gray cloak and a hood was standing on a remote corner, looking at Murongxue's direction, and a brutal smile was bent at the corner of his mouth.
So many ferocious wild dogs besieged Murongxue, even if Murongxue was so powerful that he was n’t bitten by the murderous dog, he should be bitten, hehe ...
"Sorry, I'm safe and sound, let you down." Suddenly a voice of Qingling sounded, the cloak man was shocked, looked around, and saw that Murong Xue ran towards him without hurry, and the dark black Mosi followed The gentle breeze fluttered, reflecting her beautiful little face brighter.
Behind her, chasing dozens of fierce dogs, big and small, with their sharp teeth and the barking of fierce gods ...
The cloak's eyes narrowed fiercely: "Why are you here?"
"Naturally came to you, these dogs were brought by you, I will give you back all!" Murong Xue said with a smile, in the fierce eyes of the cloak man, brushed to unlock the cloak on his body, ruthless Waving hard at the cloak man ...
The cloak man's eyes flicked and dodge quickly. Murongxue's cloak swiped over the cloak man's clothes, and a little colorless and odorless medicine foam fell on the cloak man ...
"Wang Wang Wang ..." The eyes of the fierce dogs were instantly red with blood, barking in alarm, and slammed into the cloak ...
The man in the cloak was so shocked that it was too late to take off the cloak, so he grabbed a piece of wood stick and waved wildly towards the fierce dogs: "Get away, get away ..."
The fierce dogs were deaf, and looked at the gap. They swooped on the cloak man with a swoosh. The sharp claws scratched his cloak with a sneer, and plunged deep into his flesh. The cloak man was sad. 'S scream penetrated the clouds and resounded through the clouds: "Ah!"
Murongxue was standing not far away, gently covering her ears, it was so miserable, it seemed that she was not hurt badly.
Looking up at the man in the cloak, she saw that she was striking at the fierce dogs with wooden sticks. The fierce dogs barked, biting and scratching at her, and the cloak on her body was ragged. The body was even more horizontal and vertical, covered with scars, and Yin Hong's blood oozed out, staining his clothes ...
The injury was so serious, the battle was really fierce, he sprayed the medicine of the murderous dog, and the murderous dog bite him, he deserved it, but who is this person?She even calculated her in such a mean and shameless way ...
'Sorry!'The fierce dogs are frantically biting, tearing the cloak of the cloak's hood, revealing a small face with a big slap, the face is unnaturally dark brown, and a fierce wound runs through most of her face ... …
Murong Xue's eyes narrowed sharply, "You are ... Song Qingyan ..."
"Yes, hehe, it's me!" Song Qingyan's eyes were cold, and he ripped off the tattered cloak three or two times and threw the wooden branches, opened the fierce dogs in front of him, looked up at Murong little by little Xue: "Cousin dare not recognize me anymore."
Song Qingyan's blood-stained, black-brown face with long scars was set against the bloody background, and it was particularly monstrous.
Murong Xue looked at it lightly, without changing his face and heartbeat, said: "You have changed a little, and at a glance, the appearance is completely different from the original, I naturally dare not recognize ..."
"Murong Xue, you pretend to be less, I become this ugly look, all thanks to you ..." Song Qingyan interrupted her sharply, his eyes covered with blood.
Murong Xue sneered lightly: "Song Qingyan, your face will change color when you are poisoned by Qin Yuyan. Only when you murder Princess Qiqi will you hurt her face with her whip. It can be said that you become what you are now. , It ’s entirely up to you to blame yourself, to take care of yourself, what to do with me ... "
"Shut up, if I weren't trying to calculate you, how could Qin Yuyan be poisoned? How could I be hurt by Princess Qiqi ..." Song Qingyan screamed violently, and her eyes were burning with fury. She wished she would be swallowed alive.
Murongxue looked at Song Qingyan and even mocked: "According to you, I should sit down and be counted by you, and resist it a little bit, it's all my fault ..."
"Are you a little bit of resistance? You are simply mad, you have me in jail, sold my mother, and drove the grandmother and uncle out of Zhenguo's mansion. , Do you know how miserable they are now? "Song Qingyan blamed sharply.
"Du Shi, Murong Jian took his grandfather to their family property and left Zhenguohou Mansion, with a large mansion, boxes of gold and silver, precious antiques, calligraphy and paintings, just take them out, enough for them to eat and drink for most of their lives. You even said that their lives are miserable? "Murong Xue raised his eyebrows and looked at Song Qingyan, his eyes frowning.
Song Qingyan chuckled and her eyes flashed unnaturally. She had seen it in her grandmother ’s house. Although it was not as good as the town ’s palace, it was not bad, but: "No matter how good the new house is, it is not that they live. Home after so many years ... "
"If they don't count on me cruelly, how can I drive them out? What they are doing now is that they blame themselves and suffer themselves ..." Murongxue rebutted unkindly.
Song Qingyan lost his face, and his face suddenly gloomy: "Maternal grandmother and second uncle will not say for a while, let's talk about my mother, you actually sold her to Turkic, don't think you are too humane, she is your dear aunt ..."
"When she set up conspiracy and scheming me, she never thought that she was my dear aunt, you are not benevolent, you blame me for being unrighteous, just to sell Murong Rou to Turk, without a sword, she was already very cheap. She's ... "Murong Xue looked down at Song Qingyan, his eyes sneering unabashedly.
Song Qingyan couldn't stop her anger: "You hurt someone, and you'll be straightforward without repentance ..."
"Okay, Song Qingyan, you, the grievances between me, you remember clearly, and I remember very clearly, you don't have to be sloppy one by one, just say that you are looking for my purpose." Murong Xue does not Interrupted her words patiently.
Before leaving Beijing, Song Qingyan was just an ordinary boudoir, and she had no power to restrain chickens. But just now, she had powder to attract fierce dogs, and she also learned martial arts. Although martial arts are not very clever, they also have small achievements. So, Song Qingyan is full of strangeness ...