The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

Shaochen Ouyang returned to the lobby of Linjiang Tower. The crowd of guests was bustling and coming and going, all kinds of meals were placed on the table, and the aroma was overflowing, making people salivate.

There is no altar in the hall, no golden pillar of light, no Tuobahao, Murong Xue, as if everything he just saw is just his illusion ...

But Ouyang Shaochen knew that what happened just now happened in real time, not his illusion!

Tuobahao!

Ouyang Shaochen looked at Murongxue and Tuoba Hao's disappearing direction, and a bloodthirsty storm burst into his obsidian eyes: "Xun Feng, prepare a horse immediately, I'm going to Turk!"

It was said that when the golden beam disappeared, Murong Xue only felt the bright light shining in front of her eyes. She was almost unable to open her eyes, her head was dizzy, and her feet touched the soft ground.

Murong Xue opened his eyes and saw that the golden beam of light covering her slowly dissipated. She was standing on a prairie, Tuoba Hao was standing directly in front of her, and a stone altar was sitting five or six meters away. The golden light of the sky slowly retracted into the altar, and the golden Sanskrit on the altar gradually dissipated. The quaint altar gradually became ordinary and looked far away, just like an ordinary big stone ...

"Where is this place?" Murong Xue's eyes were cold, and Qing Yan Guo did not have such an endless prairie.

"Turkish King City." Tuoba Hao paused.

Murong Xue's eyes narrowed with cold eyes, and he looked around, and saw the green grass and the sky, and the herds of cattle and sheep walking at the junction of the world and the herdsman. It is obvious that this is indeed the King of Turks.

Qingyan Jingcheng was thousands of miles away from the Turkic Royal City, and she came to her in a blink of an eye: "The altar just launched ... Teleportation!"

"Yes!" Tuoba Hao's mouth slightly curved: in order to quietly bring Murong Xue here, he had a lot of thought ...

The teleportation array, Murong Xue has only seen it in fantasy novels, but has never seen it before, and Ouyang Shaochen never mentioned it with her. It can be seen that teleportation arrays are very rare in ancient times: "Prince Tuoba With the teleportation array, it's a big deal ... "

Cold taunt came into his ears, Tuoba Hao didn't take it seriously, and he smiled and said: "Murong girl is wrong."

"What do you plan me to do here?" Murong Xue looked at him and asked coldly.

"Naturally let you be my prince." Tuoba Hao looked at Murong Xue with a proud tone.

Murong Xue's bright face suddenly gloomy and said coldly: "Sorry, Grand Prince, I am already married."

"It doesn't matter, this prince does not despise you ..." Tuoba Hao said very generously.

"But I despise you." Murong Xueli glanced at him, his eyes and brows full of disgust.

Tuoba Haojun's beauty face sank instantly: "In your heart, Ouyang Shaochen is the best?"

"Of course." Murongxue raised his chin and proudly said: "He is the king of the world, a teenager traveling and famous in various countries. He is dozens of times better than the great prince who grew up in Turke ..."

"But no matter how good he is, he won't be able to come here to save you." Tuoba Hao said one word, the sound of his teeth clenched in his voice.

"I don't need him to save, I will save myself!" Murong Xue smiled strangely, tapping her toes lightly, her slender body instantly reached the altar, grabbed the sleeve that had just been stained with the blood she had spit, and pressed towards the altar past!

The altar was quiet and there was no response at all.

Murong Xue frowned, turning the blood-stained sleeves around the altar, but the altar was still quiet, no movement at all ...

"Don't waste any more effort, the sacrifice will no longer open the teleportation array." Tuoba Hao said slowly.

"What do you mean?" Murong Xue's eyes were cold.

"If you want to start the teleportation array, you must use two altars, one on the spot and the other on the place where you want to teleport. The altar at Linjiang Tower in Qingyan Jingcheng has been broken by Ouyang Shaochen, even if you No matter how much blood was put on this altar, it would not light up ... "Tuoba Hao said leisurely, gloating with pleasure.

Of course, even if Qingyan ’s altar was not destroyed, Murongxue could not return to Linjiang Tower, because this altar can only be teleported once a year, and every time it is used, it must drip the blood of the person who wants to teleport To start the altar.

Heart blood is the most important part of human body blood. Every drop of it will make people weak for a period of time. Just now they have dropped a drop of each person. The blood and blood in the body are tumbling and very unstable. If Murong Xue drops another drop of heart blood at this time , She will immediately faint here ...

"The great prince is really a good plan." Tuoba Hao thought, and Murongxue almost thought about it too, his face was somber, and he looked coldly at Tuoba Hao.

Tuoba Hao laughed uncomfortably: "Thank you Muzan."

Murongxue's eyes were cold: "Don't be too pretentious, maybe I can find another altar and send out Turks ..." As long as you are not in Turks, it doesn't matter where you send them.

"I'm afraid you will be disappointed. There are only two altars in the whole Turk, one is in front of you and the other is the one in Linjiang Tower." Tuoba Hao looked cold: Linjiang Tower's altar was broken. It doesn't matter, they can create another usable altar within a year ...

Murongxue's face was dark, and there was only one pair at the altar. Even if she was not afraid of losing her blood, she could not go back to Qingyan through the altar ...

Looking at Murongxue's increasingly ugly face, Tuoba Hao thought she couldn't think of a way to escape, and her mouth curled up with a smug smile, and made a gesture to ask her: "Murong girl, please!"

Murong Xue suddenly looked back and looked at him alertly: "Where to go?"

"Naturally is the prince's palace." Tuoba Hao said one word: He caught Murong Xue to come to Turk, just to make him a princess.

"What if I can't say?" Murong Xue looked at him coldly.

"Then we had to do it." Tuoba Hao whispered and waved his hand gently. In a flash, dozens of bodyguards poured out from all directions to surround Murong Xue Tuan, and the sword in his hand brought a burst of coldness. Han Mang, the merciless Chao Murongxue stabbed in the past ...

Just because of them, they also want to leave her.

Murongxue's mouth curled up with a cold smile, his whole body suddenly became sharper, and he held the long sword in his hand, rushing towards the guards, the silver light flashed in the 'brush brush', the bloodline splashed, and a famous guard was Pierced the heart, cut the neck, and the red blood spewed out ...

The guards held the assassination stiff for a moment, thumped down, fell to the ground, their eyes wide open, and the eyes were full of shock and incredible ...

Tuobahao's proud smile instantly froze in his face, what's going on?

Murong Xueming has been injured by his shock, and his heart hurts when he moves. She cannot have such a good skill ...