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Chapter 241 Her Name Is Xue Zhongzhu

Chapter 241 Her Name Is Xue Zhongzhu

Ouyang Rong finally saw clearly.

This big bird hovering over Xiaogushan.

The whole body is snow-white, with four eyes and three legs.

I don't know what kind of exotic bird it is.

But for the figure standing on the snow-white strange bird, Ouyang Rong only had time to see a ball of golden long hair fluttering in the wind.

the next moment.

The birds and figures in the sky moved.

Turn into a white rainbow.

Dive like the wind.

Crashed into Xiaogushan.

"Everyone step back!"

On the lawn halfway up the mountain, Qiu Shenji shouted loudly.

"boom--!"

There was a thunderous explosion on the ground.

Ouyang Rong only felt deafening tinnitus.

I saw the man in sackcloth hastily ejected and started, leaving only a sunken and broken stone floor in place.

This person turned into a gray shooting star, which started halfway up the mountain, crossed Xiaogu mountain peak, and shot straight towards the sky.

On the lawn, Ouyang Rong and the others had not had time to blink.

In an instant.

Somewhere in the sky above the mountaintop, the white rainbow collided with the gray meteor one-on-one.

Boom-!
Ouyang Rong only felt a thunderbolt ringing in his ears.

Deafening.

Several house slaves in Tsing Yi who were about to execute fell down and hugged their heads.

Ah Qing leaned back and was about to fall off the cliff. Ouyang Rong quickly grabbed Ah Qing's arm and pulled him into his arms.

The two hugged each other face to face and fell down together.

Ouyang Rong turned over in the air, covered the girl's delicate body, buried his head and covered his ears.

Over the small lonely mountain.

There is light shining.

The heat wave is rolling.

After the bang.

The ball of light in the center splits into two and shoots out separately.

One rises.

One falls.

Among them, the gray light cluster rushed away like a meteor, and fell back like a meteor.

Hit halfway up the mountain, the Jia character sword furnace room next to everyone.

Boom-!
The entire sword furnace collapsed, splashing dust all over the sky.

This is... a downfall?
Ouyang Rong, who lay on the ground and hugged Ah Qing's head for protection, looked shocked. Amid the choking dust, he covered his mouth and coughed up blood, trying to look up at the sky.

I saw another white rainbow rising into the sky again.

The trajectory is straight, going straight to the ninth heaven.

She seemed to rush to the big sun above her head.

Chirp -!
Accompanied by a bird song suddenly sounded, resounding through the sky.

A white shadow streaked across the blue sky, piercing through the sea of ​​clouds.

It was the snow-white bird.

That group of white rainbow gradually weakened, and finally met the white shadow and landed on Xueqin's back.

But immediately, the people halfway up the mountain didn't even have time to take a breath, and the two separated again in the clouds.

Without stopping at all, "Baihong" stood on the back of the snow bird and stepped on tiptoe.

She jumped down lightly again.

Snowbird made a half-circle and plunged into the sea of ​​clouds.

"White Rainbow" fell faster and faster.

It is getting closer and closer to Xiaogushan.

From the perspective of Ouyang Rong on the grass, it even looks like a golden "tail flame" like a meteorite.

He hasn't had time to blink yet.

She came again.

From the very beginning, Ouyang Rong, who had been using his eyesight to search for the comer, finally saw the true face of this "white rainbow".

This is a woman about the same age as Ouyang Rong, about twenty years old, with a delicate face, snow-like skin, blue eyes, which seem to be part of the blood of a barbarian, her face is soft like a Han woman, her facial features are deep and tall like an orchid.

Especially a head of blond hair, waist length, smooth and shiny, with a slight curl.

Very eye-catching.

He is also extremely tall.

She is the tallest woman Ouyang Rong has ever seen in this world, and she is also the same in terms of her imposing manner.

She wore a long Wufu dress, a fox white fur shawl, and a long sword on her back.

A traditional woman's clothes of the ancient Wuyue nationality, composed of black and white.

Wu Fu is simple, but clumsy and stylish.

now.

This Yue girl in Wu skirt came from the sky.

Falling from top to bottom, she bent her long legs slightly in the air, with her toes pointing down, and her arms spread out on both sides of her body, as if spreading wings.

The fox white fur that was originally a shawl also floated from the shoulders, and it could not be separated, like a snow-white ouroboros wrapped around the whole body of the woman in Wu skirt.

And that soft blond hair, because of the falling force, got off the shoulders and floated on the head, accompanied by the strong wind in the air, it fluttered violently, and under the scorching sun at noon, it was as dazzling as platinum, like a hot burning flame!

Temporarily losing a face covered by sideburns and bangs, his expression was indifferent.

His eyes were calm.

She descended from heaven like a goddess.

The violent mountain wind suddenly filled the entire small isolated mountain.

In spring and summer, the lush forest leaves explode, and the broken flowers and fallen leaves are flying all over the sky.

The sword is close.

The roof tiles of the old buildings on Xiaogushan are broken inch by inch.

The paving slabs on the open space in front of the house made a slight cracking sound, and the cracks spread like spider webs.

Halfway up the mountain, Ouyang Rong felt an invisible giant force coming over him like a mountain top. He and Ah Qing were pressed down on the ground, barely able to support their arms to block their heads.

And the soil of the surrounding lawn, like an old cow pear, was dug up by the invisible sword energy to dig up the grass roots and moisten the new soil.

Ouyang Rong opened his eyes wide, facing the unforgettable scene above his head, his expression was a little strange.

From the sky, Wu Qun Yue Nu fell slowly.

If a person with excellent eyesight stands on the Dagu Mountain in the distance, looking here, he will find:

The figure of the woman in Wu skirt is slender, only the size of a grain of rice, placed in front of this black mountain standing by the Butterfly Creek, the contrast is as great as looking for a needle in a haystack.

But at this moment, her slender and delicate body is like a sharp long sword with the tip pointing down, ready to be inserted into the scabbard of Xiaogushan.

But she has too much sword energy.

The whole small lonely mountain seemed to be hard to hold.

"Candle in the snow... The first eldest female monarch of Yunmeng Jianze Nujun Palace was also chosen by Peach Valley Wenjian, and she is the leader of swordsmanship in the world today.

"This surging purple qi cultivation...is indeed a newly promoted fifth-rank sword cultivator, with a top-rank purple qi."

Ouyang Rong murmured softly, and finally remembered that his junior sister had mentioned it to him before.

It's just that Ouyang Rong never expected that he would know her in this way and under such circumstances.

But you should be right.

Only a woman with such a demeanor can be called Xue Zhongzhu, can she be called Xue Zhongzhu!

Every generation of Yunmeng Jianze's more virgins are well-known far and near, and famous all over the world.

But these days, Ouyang Rong discovered that when the younger junior sisters and the others mentioned the eldest daughter Xue Zhongzhu, they would never casually say "the elder sister who is more virgin", but "the younger sister is Xue Zhongzhu's junior sister".

In two sentences, there is a world of difference.

At this moment in mid-air, the blond-haired Wu Fu's candle in the snow did not know the wild thoughts of a young county magistrate halfway up the mountain, nor did he notice his staring gaze in the crowd.

Because at this moment, everyone's eyes on Xiaogushan are all on her, and they must be on her!
Candle in the Snow has long been used to these other people's attention ceremony.

Her eyelids were lowered, her face indifferent.

The height is close to the top of Xiaogu Mountain, the sleeves are like candles in the snow with wings spread, the white wrists are shaking and the sleeves are lightly shaking, and the falling in the air is slightly slow.

She raised a hand from her snow-white long sleeve, and grabbed the long sword behind her back.

It is rumored that in Gu Yunmengze, there was a white ape with a sword on his back who taught Yue girls the skills of hiding and drawing swords.

Halfway up the mountain, everyone was shocked.

From Xue Zhongzhu and Qiu Shenji's first fight to now, only three breaths have passed.

At the ruins after the collapse of the Jiazi sword furnace room, the dust and ash that rose up were quickly dispersed by the Lingsheng sword energy of the woman in Wufu in the sky.

Liu Fu's face was solemn, and he grabbed Wei Shaoxuan and Liu Zilin's shoulders with both hands, barely blocking the pressure of the sword energy for them.

In the ruins of the sword furnace on the side, a certain man in sackcloth who hastily accepted the move and lost half of the move stood up straight with a carp.

His clothes were torn, and he shook his shoulders in embarrassment, with fear in his eyes.

Seeing the candle in the snow falling from the sky, it was getting closer and closer, and it was about to draw the sword.

Qiu Shenji immediately took off the Mohist sword box, threw it to Liu Fu, took a deep breath, and lowered his voice at the same time:
"I'll hold her back, you guys go, Liu Fu protect Liu Lang!"

After Qiu Shenji said a word, his big hand suddenly tore off the torn sackcloth on his body, his shoulders were bare, he bent his knees and exerted force, and the ejection flew out like an arrow shot from a ten-stone bow.

This young, somewhat unreasonable and domineering lady is a fifth-grade kendo trainer who is talented and evil.

But he, Qiu Shenji, is also a top martial artist who has been trained to become a soldier in the frontier battlefield, and he is also the chief guest official who the king of Wei in the Great Zhou Dynasty wanted Zhou Gong to spit out and treat each other with courtesy!

And with the help of the frontier wars launched by the Wei family a few years ago, he has been promoted to the fifth rank for a long time, and he has digested this rank faintly.

Qiu Shenji soared into the sky and let out a long cry:
"Rampant girl, she dares to be so arrogant when she first enters the fifth rank, she really doesn't know the heights of the heavens and the earth."

But the one who responded to him was a shocking sword, which struck straight at his face.

Qiu Shenji's expression changed, he calmed down and went into battle.

Xue Zhongzhu is too lazy to talk, if there is any nonsense, let's talk after a fight.

It was at the time when these two fifth-rank qi practitioners were fighting.

below.

Wei Shaoxuan looked nervous, turned his head to Liu Fu and Liu Zilin and said anxiously:

"Let's go! It's not suitable to stay here for long."

He turned his head and signaled, and threw Ouyang Rong and Ah Qing who were tied up by the cliff to the eight slaves in Tsing Yi next to them.

Wei Shaoxuan, Liu Fu, and Liu Zilin took the Mohist sword box and fled without delay, their backs a little embarrassed.

I don't know if it's because he has no time to pay attention to him, or because of some other reason, the first eldest lady of Yunmeng Jianze in the sky, surprisingly, didn't stop Wei Shaoxuan and others who were running away with the Mohist sword box.

On the edge of the lawn cliff, the weak-looking Ouyang Rong and Ah Qing fell to the ground, surrounded by eight strong men in green clothes who came to their senses, sharpening their knives.

Above the top of Xiaogu Mountain, two high-rank Qi practitioners were fighting, but for a while, no one paid attention to the life and death on their side.

Ah Qing hugged Ouyang Rong, closed her eyes and died.

Ouyang Rong, whose lips were bleeding and pale, raised his bound hands and silently wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hands when the slaves in Tsing Yi were bending over to pick up knives.

There was a slightly relieved look on his invisible face when he lowered his head.

Speaking of which, he is also a rank nine Qi practitioner.

Although seriously injured.

But fortunately, this serious injury covered up his aura cultivation...

Ouyang Rong nodded to himself, and raised his head to take a last 'look' at the purple energy fluctuations fighting on the top of the mountain.

Then he moved too.

 PS: I'm sorry, Xiaorong is useless. I want to add more, but I suffer from Kawen frequently. Until now, Xiaorong is a waste... I bow my head and apologize!But wait a minute, there must be another chapter at twelve o'clock! (or2)

  
 
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