The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

Murongxue also walked to a place where it was not affected, watching Magic Moon and Xiao Xingshen fighting fiercely, whispering: "Do n’t Xiao Xingshen say there is something urgent to return to the Underground Palace? Fighting? "

Ouyang Shaochen glanced at the car curtain, and the carriage that was shot by the black magic technique: "It's just an excuse for an emergency, he is here to make trouble ..."

Murong Xue blinked her eyes, and she knew that it would be like this: the shrine is doing a good job, the people in the dungeon are also running into trouble, the dungeon and the shrine are really contradictory ...

"Do people in the Dungeon and the Shrine often fight so hard?"

"Almost." Shaochen Ouyang's eyes were faint: the people in the divine palace had always been at odds with the divine palace. When they met in private, they often added their fists and feet. The fighters rarely do it. This time, Xiao Xingshen and the Holy Lady were actually fighting under the eyes of everyone. It was really unexpected ...

Murong Xue nodded, and glanced at the petals and mysterious gold rays shining in the air, lowering his voice and saying, "Who do you think will win?"

Ouyang Shaochen glanced deep at the magic moon, Xiao Xingshen, said lightly: "Xiao Xingshen's metaphysical technique is the top technique. The entire Nanzhao Kingdom is only equipped by the royal family to practice the magic moon. The lotus technique practiced by the Virgin is also a top-level technique. Only the Virgin of the Shrine can practice. These two techniques have their own advantages, and they are the same. The people who practice them are the best in the world. , With similar ages and similar techniques, in a short time, the Divine Maiden of the Jingu and Xiao Xing Shen can hardly win or lose ... "

Murong Xueliu raised his eyebrows lightly: "You mean, if no seniors come to persuade them, how many days can they fight?"

"Well." Ouyang Shaochen nodded: "However, Xiao Xingshen and the Holy Lady can't fight for a few days and nights, and it won't be long before they can win or lose ..."

Murong Xue's eyes lit up: "Someone is going to persuade?"

"No." Ouyang Shaochen shook his head: "It's the master of the earth palace who is tricky. In order to win, he will do whatever he can ..."

At the moment when the words fell, I saw a fierce golden light flew from the carriage and hit the petals fiercely. In an instant, the petals flew, the golden light burst, and the three ice needles as thin as embroidery needles from the golden light He flew out and shot straight towards the Holy Lady of the Shrine. The fast speed made people too late to react ...

Saint Moonlight's eyes flashed quickly, and two ice needles wiped her clothes and slipped across the wall, and another ice needle hit her wrist, and melted into her in the blink of an eye. In the flesh ...

Magic Moon's complexion changed slightly, and he quickly tapped the acupuncture point near his left wrist. A mysterious golden light flew out like lightning, and Magic Moon frowned tightly, abandoned his wrist, urged the petals, and greeted the mysterious gold Shine.

Xiao Xingshen, Yueyue fought again ...

Gradually, the magic moon moves slowly and slowly, and the size of the petals appearing at the fingertips has not changed, but the strength of the petals is getting smaller and smaller, the mysterious golden light is pressing step by step, and the range of the petals is getting shorter and shorter. , Getting shorter ...

Magic Moon's forehead exuded a thin, dense layer of cold sweat, a thick anxiety flashed at the bottom of his eyes, and he failed to shoot out many petals with all his strength ...

Murong Xue's eyes narrowed sharply with cold eyes: "The ice needle is afraid of anesthetic."

"Um." Shaochen Ouyang nodded gently: Xiao Xing Shen's rapid shooting of ice needles made it too late for people to see clearly. Even if people with good eyesight saw it, they would think they dazzled because the ice needle melted into the flesh, There is no trace of its existence.

The anesthetic on the ice needle can paralyze the nerves of the sage of the Holy Palace, making her weak, and the speed of her moves is getting slower and slower, and the emergence of the spell will become weaker and weaker.

But in the eyes of the people, it is the virgin of the shrine who is gradually not supporting her body, and she will move slowly. Even if Xiao Xingshen beat the virgin seriously, the people will not say much about him, only think that she is a virgin Inferior to others ...

"Xiao Xing Shen is really shameless and shameless." Murong Xue said lowly, looking up at the battlefield, and saw that Xiao Xing Shen shot several sharp rays in a row, and the vicious pilgrim girl shot past.

The petals emerging from the fingertips of the saint ’s daughter are close to nothingness, and they ca n’t catch the mysterious golden rays. The ray will hit the saint ’s body and seriously hurt her ...

"Shizi, save people quickly." Murong Xue said anxiously.

"Why save her?" Shao Chen Ouyang looked at Murong Xue puzzled: In his memory, she is not a person who likes to do much business.

"The enemy of the enemy is a friend." Murongxue's eyes were faint: she had a holiday with the Underground Palace, and the Magic Moon was also at odds with the Underground Palace. Saving the Magic Moon was tantamount to blocking the Underground Palace and making it uncomfortable. She is happy to do ...

Looking at her shining eyes, Ouyang Shaochen's eyes flashed a clear smile: "Since you want to save someone, then I will help ..."

Ouyang Shaochen's slender, jade-like hand flicked gently, and several internal forces flew out, hitting the mysterious golden light fiercely, only listening to 'Bang!With the sound of ', the mysterious golden light in front of the magic moon was dispelled, and the beep was dissipated in the transparent air ...

The saint sighed in relief, her weak body leaning against the wall beside her.

Xiao Xingshen's Baise was gloomy and horrible for a moment, looked around, and screamed loudly: "Who is in the dark?"

The guards of the Dungeon were all on alert. Sharp eyes swept a commoner who was hiding in a corner or standing behind a corner. They saw that they had stretched their necks and watched quietly. At a glance, I knew it was ordinary people ...

The guards glanced through the laps and found no suspicious people.

Xiao Xingshen's face was dark and black: "Ben Young Master counted three times, please trouble you to come out automatically, otherwise, Ben Young Master wouldn't mind catching all the people nearby into the underground palace for interrogation, one ..."

The cold voice came into the ears, the people shivered, and there was a deep anxiety, faint, and a little contempt in the bottom of the eyes: the terrible palace was terrible, and I wanted to come out again when I entered ...

"Two!" Xiao Xing Shen Leng's voice continued to sound.

Murong Xue sneered, Xiao Xingshen couldn't find the person who secretly assisted the Holy Lady of the Shrine, so he used the lives of the common people to force the person to show up. It was really mean and shameless.

"Three!" Xiao Xing Shen counted this number coldly, looking at the empty surroundings, and said coldly: "When the time comes, since you don't show up, then the young master has to order, come someone ..."

"I haven't seen him for a few years. Xiao Xiaozhu's temper is still as irritable as ever." A voice from Qing Yue suddenly sounded, and a young man came slowly from the humble corner, and Ying Ting's black eyebrows flew diagonally into the temples. , The dark eyes are like obsidian, poetic face, handsome and easy to make people's eyes open ...

The snow-colored coat flicked across the smooth ground as he walked, and was spotless.