The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

Phantom Moon glanced at the bleeding wound, disapproving: "It's just a minor injury. Pull out the dagger, apply some medicine, and dress it up."

Murongye's mouth twitched, the dagger capital pierced his wrists back and forth, and his bones and veins were greatly damaged. He was also called a small injury: "Hurry up and pull the dagger down, it will make people dunk on the wrist Pain, blood loss, and damage to veins ... "

Magic Moon's eyes flickered unnaturally, and she also wanted to pull the dagger off, but: "I was acupunctured, and I couldn't move ..."

Murong Ye: "..."

No wonder she stood like this all the time and ignored the dagger on her wrist. She was injured and couldn't move.

Murongye lifted his hand to unlock the magic moon's acupuncture point, grabbed the dagger, pulled it out with skillful force, applied medicine to the wound, bandaged it in one go, and flowed like a cloud and flowing water. People need help, don't need help, Murongye has helped, he is really thoughtful, is he helping others, or is he dedicated ...

Suddenly, a white coat flashed in front of me, and Ouyang Shaochen came over, took her small waist to take her to the corner, gently waved her slender jade hand, the hanging tent layer fell, and the two In the inside.

Ouyang Shaochen looked at Murong Xue and stretched her hand to open her shirt ...

Murong Xue's eyes flicked, and he quickly grabbed his hand: "What are you doing?"

"Your wound has cracked." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, breaking free of her obstruction, and opened her shirt, and in an instant, Murongxue's delicate and porcelain-like skin appeared, and the white and jade-like shoulders were thickly bandaged. A bandage, a large piece of blood stained with blood ...

The wound hurt sharply, and Murong Xue couldn't help but take a breath of air. Just now she was only concerned about coping with Xiao Qingcheng's attack, and she ignored the injury on her shoulder flawlessly. Now she is idle and only feels the injury on her shoulder. ...

When his shoulders were cold, Ouyang Shaochen unfastened her blood-stained bandage, carefully applied medicine to the wound, and wiped the edge while saying: "Twelve hours, no more hands ..."

"That ... a little one or two whips, shouldn't it be a problem?" Murong Xue looked at Ouyang Shaochen and asked with a smile.

Ouyang Shaochen glanced at her: "You can try to see if the wound will crack after the whip is swung, and it will crack even more than now ..."

Murong Xue: "..."

Well, even if it is just a whiplash, you need to use strength. As long as you apply force, the wound will split, and the wound will not break, it will aggravate the injury, and it will leave scars on the skin. As a woman, she does n’t want to hurt seriously. , Leaving scars, but they are now in the underground palace, all enemies in all directions, she can walk out from here without whip ...

When her shoulders were warm, Ouyang Shaochen had taken medicine for her, changed the bandage, and carefully buttoned her long skirt.

Looking at her tangled eyes, Ouyang Shaochen's eyes flashed a clear smile, stretched her arms around her small waist, and forehead lightly touched her forehead: "With me, you don't need to whip, wave Sword. "

Xiao Qingcheng and her have deep grievances. She wants to punish Xiao Qingcheng personally. He can do what she wants, but the others in the palace have nothing to do with her. He will not let her hurt her hands again.

"Can you protect me well under the siege of thousands of enemies?" Murong Xue raised his eyebrows and looked at Ouyang Shaochen.

"Do you think I can't?" Ouyang Shaochen Jun Yirong looked slightly gloomy and looked at Murong Xue momentarily.

Murongxue's eyelids jumped violently, with Ouyang Shaochen's martial arts, even if there were really thousands of ground palace guards to attack, he could protect her from safety, her worry was a little redundant: "That ... I just ask ... In addition to ordinary guards, the Underground Palace also has many masters ... "

Underground master?Ah……

Ouyang Shaochen glanced at the three elders and four elders, who fell on the ground, and the contempt was overwhelming.

'Ping Pong Pang Pong' a fierce fighting sound suddenly came over, Murong Xue blinked, stretched his hand to pick up the tent, and in an instant, a thick bloody breath rushed to the surface, making people sick.

The guards of the shrine and the guards of the underground palace are outside the palace, fighting fiercely, splashing blood, staining the red ground, and a corpse slamming down, about to pile up on a hill ...

Murong Xue's cold eyes narrowed slightly, and it seems that the shrine and the ground palace have been completely at war. The two palaces have faced each other for a hundred years, and there is a lot of grievances. Once the war starts, either you die or I die, and it is impossible to coexist ...

A thunder suddenly exploded in the dull sky of 'Boom Rumble', purple lightning thundered in the dark clouds, looming ...

Ouyang Shaochen's obsidian-like eyes flashed a dignity: "Xiao Qian's Nether Ten Kills array will soon be put into ..."

So fast!

Murongxue frowned tightly. After the Nether Ten Kills were set up, he would send martial arts to the puppet. Internal force. The puppet sucked up the martial arts. The internal force would become a real combat puppet. Now ...

"Little Fox!"

"Aoao!" Come, come!

Xiaohu Le tremble before Murongxue.

Murongxue looked at Xiaohu and said, "Little Fox, take us to find the big priest!" After the big priest came to the palace, he went directly to the palace where Xiao Qian was located. If he found the big priest, he could find Xiao Qian!

"Aoao." Haodi, Haodi, go here, go here!

The little fox's tail flicked, and the golden figure was like an arrow off the string, rushing in one direction.

Murongxue followed Ouyang Shaochen, followed by Murongye, Phantom Moon, and Yingwei.

Several people walked through the roads one by one, over houses, and came to a square. The left guard took the guards of the shrine and fought fiercely with the guards of the underground palace on the square.

Xiao Xi stood in front of the palace in front of the square.

Four men wearing black purple cloaks stood in front of him, behind, in the left and right directions, and shot black and white at the fingertips, attacking him mercilessly.

Xiao Xi's expression was faint, and the pure white technique of his fingertips was frequently shot. He collided heavily with the cloak men's technique and burst into a dazzling light.

Ouyang Shaochen swept the four cloak men with deep eyes, and his obsidian eyes narrowed slightly: "This is ... four images."

Four Elephant Array!

Murong Xuexue narrowed his eyes slightly. The four-image array was a battle array of four people. The four people standing in the array would learn from each other's strengths, help each other and help each other.

The elders of the underground palace have good skills, but in Xiao Xi's hands, it is totally worthless. The reason why they have been fighting Xiao Xi for so long is unharmed because of the four-image array they put on.

The four of them can exert the skills of twenty elders in the palace. So many people can attack Xiao Xi together. Can Xiao Xi handle it ...