Murong Xue held an exquisite soft sword in her hand, the sharp blade was stained with a deep red blood, and it was glowing with a piercing coldness under the pale golden sunlight...
The men in short shirts were horrified and looked at Murong Xue in shock, speechless for a long time.
After a while, the leader came back to his senses, glared at Murong Xue, and reprimanded angrily: "You dare to kill him, do you know who we are?"
"Brush!" Murong Xue swung her sword again, a thin and long scar was drawn on the neck of the leader, blood spurted out, the eyes of the leader were wide open, and there was a deep sparkle in the bottom of the pupils. Shocked and unbelievable, with a plop, he fell to the ground and lost his breath...
The men in short shirts were shocked and looked at Murong Xue in horror. They had seen many tough women, but this was the first time they had seen such a powerful woman.
The woman's figure is slim, delicate and weak, she doesn't look like a martial arts master, she must have killed their companions easily because she had a sword in her hand, and she was faster. The sword should be able to capture her alive...
The eight of them went out together to hunt down the disobedient maidservant, and two of them died inexplicably. If you don't bring this girl back, it will be difficult for the adults to do business...
The men in short shirts looked at each other, reached an agreement in secret, waved their sticks and long whips, and beat Murong Xue viciously.
act recklessly!
The corner of Murong Xue's mouth curved into a icy smile, she turned her wrist, the long sword in her hand met the wooden sticks of the men in short shirts, and stabbed with the long whip: "Shu, swipe!" Silver lights flickered in mid-air, and a A man in a short shirt was punctured in the neck and fell to the ground with a 'plop plop'...
A man in a short shirt sneaked around behind Murong Xue, saw that she was concentrating on killing the enemies in front of her, and didn't notice him at all. The corner of the man's mouth curled into a sneer, and he waved a dagger, viciously looking at Murong Xue stabbed...
The evil wind came from behind her, a icy light flashed in Murong Xue's eyes, she swung her sword to kill the enemy in front of her, just as she was about to turn around and kill that person, a stream of light flashed across the sky, and a white figure lightly landed on her Beside him, he swung his palm and hit the man on the chest, sending the man flying more than ten meters away, and fell heavily to the ground. With a puff, he spat out a mouthful of blood, tilted his head, and lost his breath...
The faint scent of black bamboo lingered around the tip of her nose, and the white skirt came into view. Murong Xue was startled, and raised her head bit by bit, and saw the handsome face like a picture scroll: "Ouyang Shaochen!"
Looking at her shocked gaze, Ouyang Shaochen had a clear smile in his eyes, looked at her deeply and said: "It's me, I'm here to find you!"
"Great!" Murong Xue's eyes were full of joy, she threw herself into Ouyang Shaochen's arms, and hugged his waist tightly.
With the soft and boneless delicate body in his arms, and the familiar faint fragrance of fire lotus lingering on the tip of his nose, Ouyang Shaochen let go of his heart hanging all the way, stretched out his arms, and hugged Murong Xue tightly: It's just that you are fine.
After running around for many days, Murong Xue's hair was a little messy, and there were sword marks and scuff marks all over the beautiful skirt. Ouyang Shaochen looked at it, a haze flashed in his eyes, and said word by word: "With me here, I won't let anyone bully you again."
"I know." Murong Xue nodded heavily, holding Ouyang Shaochen's arms around her waist, and unknowingly tightened them again: In this world, there is only one person who loves her the most, protects her the most, and can solve her problems the most. Ouyang Shaochen...
Wait, Qingyan Capital is thousands of miles away from Turkic King City, even if you go fast, it will take half a month to arrive, but she was sent to Turkic in only seven or eight days by the teleportation array, why did Ouyang Shaochen come so soon
Murong Xue looked at Ouyang Shaochen puzzled, only to see that his complexion was pale, there were faint dark circles on the eyelids, and the obsidian-like pupils were also full of exhaustion, obviously he hadn't rested for a long time: "For seven days and seven nights, you haven't rested for a moment, and you've been on your way, right?" Only in this way can it be explained that the journey of more than half a month was completed by him in more than seven days.
"Fortunately, I'm relieved to see that you're fine." Ouyang Shaochen smiled, and gently stroked Murong Xue's strand of black hair hanging from her temples behind her ears with her slender hand...
"Shaochen." Murong Xue looked at Ouyang Shaochen, with a little water in her beautiful eyes.
Ah Li stood not far away, looking at Ouyang Shaochen and Murong Xue cuddling tightly, as if there was no one else around, his heart was full, in the eyes and heart of the current sister, only the man in front of her could be seen, I can't see him at all, I can't think of him, my sister is about to be abducted.
Ah Li's heart was sour, and she called weakly: "Sister!"
Murong Xue was startled, and then remembered that besides her, Ouyang Shaochen, and those dead men in short shirts, there was a living person, A Li.
Murong Xue hastily straightened her body from Ouyang Shaochen's arms, and straightened her somewhat messy long skirt.
The soft and fragrant body suddenly moved away, Ouyang Shaochen frowned displeasedly, glanced at A Li lightly, and said indifferently: "Xue'er, where did you pick up the child?"
Ah Li: "..."
"I picked it up at the west gate of the Turkic king's city." Murong Xue didn't hear the displeasure in his words, and said truthfully: "He is the youngest son of the Turkic general Shen, Shaochen, you find a guard to send him back. let's go home."
"General Shen, Turkic?" Ouyang Shaochen's eyes darkened, and he said in a low voice, "It seems that there is no general named Shen in Turkic!"
Murong Xue was startled: "Are you sure?"
"When I visited Turkic four years ago, there was no general in Turkic with the surname Shen." Ouyang Shaochen said softly: If the little boy is really from the mansion of General Shen in Turkic, then General Shen moved to Turkic King City after he left Turkic. of.
Murong Xue raised her eyebrows lightly, and looked sideways at A Li: "A Li, did your family move to Wangcheng in recent years?"
"I don't know either." A Li shook his head, a trace of confusion flashed in his clear eyes: "As long as I can remember, my family has always lived in one place and has never moved."
Murong Xue's eyes were dark, Ah Li is six years old this year, and four years ago he was two years old. If his family moved to Turkic King City at that time, he would not remember.
"A Li, are you sure your surname is Shen?"
"Of course." A Li nodded heavily: "My father's surname is Shen, my brother's surname is Shen, so naturally I am also surnamed Shen."
Murong Xue nodded understandingly, and reconfirmed: "Your home is the General's Mansion?"
"Yeah!" Ah Li nodded, "When I was at home, I often went out with my mother to meet my father. The plaque above the gate of my house said the word 'General's Mansion'. My home is undoubtedly the General's Mansion."
Murong Xue nodded, the information given by A Li is very accurate, the guards of Xiaoyao Palace will definitely find A Li's house in the shortest time, and send him back...