Murong Xue blinked, and swung the long sword in her hand towards the people in black who were rushing fiercely. A long arc of silver light swept across the necks of the people in black, and the people in black suddenly stopped running. Skulls slid down the neck one by one, and the blood in the neck shot up into the sky and splashed lightly on the ground, the indescribable bright red was dazzling...
The headless corpses shook a few times and fell to the ground with a plop...
How is this going? what happened
Su Nanxiang's eyes widened in shock. With so many people fighting together, how could Murong Xue be killed without even touching the corner of her clothes
"Because the men in black you're looking for are useless." Murong Xue said leisurely, with her hands on the ground, she slowly stood up, her beautiful face was slightly pale, but the dark pupils of her eyes were radiant, There was no more serious injury just now.
Su Nanxiang's black pupils shrank violently: "You you you... Your injury is healed?"
"Yes." Murong Xue said with a smile.
Su Nanxiang was shocked when he heard it, and blurted out: "How is this possible?" Murong Xue was injured by gunpowder, and the injury was quite serious. How could it be possible that the wound healed within half a stick of incense
"It's all thanks to Shaochen." Murong Xue said with a slight smile.
Su Nanxiang's eyes froze: "What's the matter with Guan Shaochen?" Shaochen was not by her side again.
Murong Xue did not rush, and said leisurely: "Shaochen is not with me, but she gave me medicine to treat my injuries." Murong Xue pulled down the purse she was wearing around her waist, and showed off to Su Nanxiang: "See? This is Shaochen personally gave it to me."
The purse is jade-colored, light in color, but made of excellent materials. It is embroidered with a few tall and straight ink bamboos, and the word "Xiaoyao" is also embroidered in the corner.
Su Nanxiang recognized this purse, because when she first met Shaochen, he was wearing this purse... The thread drawn from the corner of the purse was caused by Shaochen accidentally hitting the purse on the table. She saw it with her own eyes When the silk thread of the purse was hooked out, she tactfully expressed that she could embroider a new purse for Shaochen and replace the one with the hooked silk, but Shaochen did not agree. Later, she learned from the guards of the palace that the purse contained Unique to the Xiaoyao Palace, it is a magical medicine for treating internal and external injuries...
Although she was sad that she couldn't give Shaochen a new purse, she also understood Shaochen. She thought that he would wear that purse for the rest of his life, but unexpectedly, she saw that purse appearing in Murong Xue's hand today, and Shaochen unexpectedly He gave Murong Xue his ultimate wound medicine...
Su Nanxiang's angry eyes were like sharp arrows, and he shot at Murongxue fiercely. Murongxue turned a blind eye and said leisurely: "Shaochen and I are husband and wife, and Shaochen's purse is mine. He gave me the purse, what's the point?" Strange? I'm not someone. I have no relationship with Shaochen. It's absolutely normal that Shaochen doesn't show her purse..."
"You..." Su Nanxiang choked, and stared at Murong Xue fiercely, speechless with anger.
Murong Xue didn't take it seriously, holding the purse in her hand, she squeezed slowly and lightly, and stimulated Su Nanxiang while pinching: "The gunpowder just now just hurt my lungs, I quietly took a medicine for internal injuries, and now it's almost recovered Already... I didn't suffer any trauma, so I don't need external medicine..."
Su Nanxiang's complexion changed drastically due to the stimulation of the silent show off, with deep hatred flashing in his eyes, he roared loudly: "Murong Xue, I will kill you."