The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

"Almost!" Murongxue said lightly, his wrist turned, and the broken sword and broken sword in his hand were all scattered down, hitting the flame closest to the holy sword. Murongxuefei flew while the flame was weak. When he reached the holy sword, he reached out and grabbed the hilt of the holy sword, and pulled hard.

'brush!'The holy sword was pulled out, so sharp that the dazzling light flashed over, and the shining people almost couldn't open their eyes ...

The gorgeous scene saw Tuobahan full of surprise, and looked up at Murongxue little by little, his eyes flashing a complicated look: It turns out that the mysterious power on the holy sword is relative. If the outside world is in danger, the sword The power of the will dissipate outwards and fight against the danger. If the external danger is lifted, the mysterious power on the holy sword will automatically disappear ...

"Murong Xue, you pulled out the holy sword, which is really amazing!" A familiar male voice came suddenly.

Murongxue raised his head and saw that two or thirty men broke into the cave, wearing the prince's suit as the first person, with a handsome and rugged face.

Behind him, walking the three princes, and many royal guards, their hair is messy, their clothes are ragged, and there are deep and shallow scars all over the body, and the clothes near the wound are almost all dyed red, and their faces are pale and their lips are panned White, the expression is haggard and tired, indicating that they have experienced a very fierce battle ...

Xun Feng, no trace, the Han Wangfu guards stood in front of Daoshan and watched Tuobahao and others alertly.

Murong Xue raised his eyebrows and said: "It turns out to be the Grand Prince of Turk!"

She thought that they would wait outside the Wushan Mountains to wait for the rabbits. Unexpectedly, they even brought people into the mountains. They found them in such a short time. The speed is really fast ...

"Tour Murong girl Hong Fu!" Tuoba Han looked at Murong Xue, one word at a time, his hoarse voice showed the taste of teeth.

Originally, he brought in three hundred people, chasing them all along the trail left by Murong Xue. Unexpectedly, he encountered poison and poison mist in the mountain halfway, and the guards were killed, poisoned, and killed one by one. Only two or thirty people are left here ...

Murongxue was not anxious or annoyed, and looked at Tuoba Hao with a smile: "The prince need not be humble, you can come here alive, it is enough to prove that you are a smart person ..."

Even mocking and ironic words made Tuobahao look more gloomy, interrupting her words fiercely: "Let's talk less, hand over the Holy Sword!"

He led people into the mountain, but it was a temptation, but unexpectedly, Murong Xue and Tuobahan actually found the holy sword. This way, when the holy sword was in hand, Tuobahan wouldn't want to be the God-given Turkic King ... …

A strong command came into his ears, Murong Xue's bright face was slightly gloomy, and he looked at Tuoba Hao with a cold eye: "Tuo Bahao, I got the sword. Why should I give it to you?"

"Just because I am the Turkic prince and you are the Qingyan people." Tuobahao looked at Murongxue, his eyes coldly: here is Turkic, his territory, if Murongxue handed over the holy sword, he might consider forgiving her Fate, if she doesn't pay ... then blame him for being rude!

"Really? Then I'll see how the Grand Prince treats me rudely." Murong Xue looked at Tuoba Hao, his dark eyes flashing coldly.

Reluctantly refused, Tuobahao heard gloomy face, glaring at Murongxue fiercely, the burning blaze at the bottom of his eyes, seemed to burn her down: "start."

"Yes!" The palace guards took orders, wielding long swords, mercilessly advancing into the wind, without traces, Ouyang Shaochen, Murong Xue stabbed in the past ...