The bright red hawthorn is wrapped in thick molasses, which is crystal clear and very attractive. Ouyang Shaochen looked at it and shook his head slightly: "I don't like eating candied haws!"
Murong Xue blinked her eyes, and said leisurely: "There are so many candied haws on this string, I can't eat them at all, so why don't you help me eat two!" Su Bai held up the candied haws in her small hand, and placed them on Ouyang Shaochen motionless. Around her mouth, there is an attitude that if he doesn't eat, she will never give up.
Ouyang Shaochen looked at her, a trace of helplessness flashed in his obsidian pupils: "I really don't like sweet and sour food, don't be naughty!"
"You eat one, just one, and the rest is mine..." Murong Xue persuaded with sparkling eyes.
"No..." The moment Ouyang Shaochen spoke, Murong Xue suddenly picked off a candied haws and stuffed it into his mouth quickly.
The sweet and sour taste spread in the mouth, fresh, sweet and with a touch of sourness, slightly knocked his teeth, Ouyang Shaochen frowned slightly, and stared helplessly at Murong Xue.
Murong Xue looked at him with a smile: "How does it taste?"
"Barely make up!" Ouyang Shaochen replied indifferently!
"Since you like it, then eat another one!" Murong Xue said with a smile, picked another candied haws and stuffed it into Ouyang Shaochen's mouth.
She and Ouyang Shaochen have eaten meals together several times, of course she knows that he doesn't like sweet and sour food, but sweet and sour food has many benefits to the human body, he must eat some, and can't be too picky...
Seeing that the candied haws came to his mouth, Ouyang Shaochen hastily stretched out his hand and grabbed Murong Xue's wrist: "That one is enough for me, and the rest is yours!" stuffed it into Murong Xue's mouth!
The sweet and sour taste spread in the mouth, Murong Xue glared at Ouyang Shaochen angrily: He doesn't like such delicious candied haws, what a shame!
"Girl, you have to be pitiful!" An old, hoarse begging voice suddenly sounded, Murong Xue turned her head to look, and saw an old man with gray hair and ragged clothes standing half a meter away from her, his body was half bent, his hands He was leaning on a wooden stick in his hand, and holding a broken bowl with a chip in his other hand, and handed it to her, looking at her pitifully.
"Wait a minute!" Murong Xue said with a smile, Su Bai stretched her small hand to her waist, pulled out a soft sword, and stabbed at the old man mercilessly...
The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, and swung his stick to meet him, only to hear a 'click', and the skin of the stick shattered, revealing the gleaming long sword inside...
"Dang!" The old man swung his sword to open Murong Xue, jumped to the side, and looked down at her, full of arrogance and murderous intent, not even a little old and pitiful just now: "How did you see through this old man?"
He has been disguised for many years, but he has never been seen through!
"Because of your complexion, beggars can't get enough to eat all year round. They are all yellow and thin. Although your complexion is also yellow, it is unnaturally yellow. You can tell that you have wiped something on your face. And your voice is deliberately lowered. When you are old, you will be old and hoarse. If you listen carefully, you can hear your original voice is loud and full of energy, and the tiger's mouth in your hand is not completely covered by the broken bowl, revealing a thick layer of calluses. I know it's due to practicing swords all the time..." Murong Xue said casually, the corners of her eyes and brows were full of ridicule!
Hearing this, the old man narrowed his eyes slightly: "You really are a formidable person. The old man's disguise is invisible to you..." He originally planned to approach her as a beggar, and take her life when she was not prepared. Thinking of her being so smart, he would use another method to assassinate her...
"Who sent you to kill me?" Murong Xue looked at him coldly.
"Go and ask Hades!" The old man waved his big hand, and countless men in black rushed out from the eaves and alleys, holding a long sword gleaming with cold light, and stabbing at Murong Xue and Ouyang Shaochen mercilessly .
Killing her is beyond self-control!
The corner of Murong Xue's mouth curved into a icy smile, and she rushed towards the people in black, swiping the soft sword in her hand, raising streaks of blood...
The man in black's gaze was cold, and surrounded Murong Xue like a tide, and the long sword in his hand stabbed viciously towards her vital parts...
"Bang bang bang!" A series of strong internal forces flew over, knocking out all the men in black around Murong Xue, Ouyang Shaochen fell from the sky, landed lightly beside her, and took the soft sword in her hand .
"Why?" Murong Xue looked at him puzzled.
"Your skill is good, but it's still not ruthless or fast enough. I'll teach you a few tricks, so you can see clearly!" Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, tapped his toes, and his slender figure disappeared from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.
The old man was shocked, and he looked around to find Ouyang Shaochen. The faint fragrance of black bamboo suddenly lingered on the tip of his nose, a white robe floated by the corner of his eyes, and a cold light flashed in front of his eyes like lightning.
He only felt a pain in his neck, and a little bit of blood spurted out. He slowly lowered his head and saw the bright red blood slowly flowing down his neck, soaking a large area of his clothes, and the faint smell of blood spread quickly. A voice rang in my ears: "Xue'er, see clearly, this is called killing!"
Heh, Prince Xiaoyao really deserves his reputation. If he had known that he was so powerful, he would have waited for Murong Xue and Ouyang Shaochen to separate before doing anything!
The corner of the old man's mouth curved into an ugly smile, his body tilted, he fell to the ground and died, blood flowed out from his neck quickly, staining the ground red...
Looking at the dying old man, the people in black were stunned for a moment. In a moment of fascination, Ouyang Shaochen's fierce sword move had arrived, a white shadow drifted past, and a cold sword light followed, and the people in black didn't even look at it. Knowing how he made the move, his neck was wiped off, and he fell to the ground unwillingly, his eyes were wide open, and he could not rest in peace...
This was not a fight, but a pure massacre. Murong Xue stood beside her, only seeing a white figure flashing back and forth among the black-clothed crowd, raising streaks of blood, and then, the black-clothed people all fell dead...
Corpses are everywhere, blood flows into rivers, and the thick bloody smell spreads endlessly in the air. Ouyang Shaochen holds a long sword and stands among the corpses in black clothes. A picture scroll, so handsome that people can't take their eyes off it!
Murong Xue raised her brows, Ouyang Shaochen has strong martial arts, deep inner strength, and frightening swordsmanship, he really deserves to be the world-famous son of the Xiaoyao Prince...
"Senior Ouyang!" Murong Xue stepped forward with a smile, patted him on the shoulder lightly, and was about to praise him a few words, but Ouyang Shaochen followed her pat and fell straight down...