The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

Ouyang Shaoyan’s eyes sank and reached out and grabbed her wrist: “You have no internal strength, you can’t win me.”

The wrists in the palms are warm and soft, and through the layers of clothes, he can still feel the softness and elasticity of her delicate skin, and suddenly she is reluctant to let go.

Ouyang Shaohao is a strong martial artist with deep internal strength. She has been ill for many years and her body is weak. Of course she can't win him. She attacked him not to compete with him, but to escape.

Murong Xue’s mouth curled up with a strange smile, and the slender arm suddenly spun out of the incredible arc, cleverly breaking away the restraint of Ouyang Shaohao and kicking the gravel on the ground to him.

She turned around and rushed forward without looking back: Ouyang Shaohao martial arts is extremely high, she can not afford it with her current strength, but can't hide!

Ouyang Shaohao sideways to avoid the gravel, looking at her leap into the grass, and gradually ran away from the slender figure, he did not catch up, then stood in the same place, holding hands, embroidered with silver silk snow color posing with the wind, reflecting He is elegant and elegant, and his style is perfect.

She knew that her martial arts could not reach him, and then she was delayed. She was very unfavorable to her. She slammed the West and made a fuss, and she was so smart that she reacted quickly and quickly.

Ouyang Shaohao’s eyelids showed a glimpse of a light smile, and a sudden flash of light between the gravel, his eyes condensed, and Shiran went forward, picking it up, it was a crystal clear The white jade, the delicate flower of the rose flower on the enamel, is vivid and vivid, and seems to carry the unique lotus fragrance that is unique to her.

Ouyang Shaohao's black eyes flashed a stream of light, and the corner of his mouth curled up with a few invisible smiles: Murong Xue, we will meet again soon!

After Murong Xue left the cliff, he rushed all the way until his whole body was almost exhausted. When his forehead was covered with sweat, he stopped and looked back at the time. It was empty and surrounded by quiet, except for her. She has a long sigh of relief: Ouyang Shaohao did not catch up, it is a misfortune in misfortune!

As soon as she was relaxed, she felt pain in her left arm. She pulled up her sleeves and saw that she had been caught by Ouyang Shaolu. She clearly showed five Wuqing fingerprints. She was beautiful and small. The face instantly darkened, gnashing his teeth: Ouyang Shaohao!

"Sister!" The sound of the surprise sounded, Murong Xue put down his sleeves and looked at the sound. He saw Murong’s hurriedly rushing over, looking up and down, and the jade-like eyes were full of worry. :"How are you?"

"I'm fine!" Murong Xue said with a smile.

Murong Yu listened to his brows. The sister insisted on not doing side squats and disobeying the meaning of the night scent. After he catches up with his sister, he will definitely learn from his sister. How can his sister be okay...

"Night Yat dust... oh... night smog?" Murong squatted back and forth, left and right, and then swept several times. I didn't see the figure of the night dust, I couldn't help asking!

Although her sister ran a few tens of meters away, she didn't know how to do it. The night was sure to catch up with her. Why didn't she be with her?

"It’s gone in the mountains!" Murong Xue said that the clouds are light and windy.

"Ah!" Murong Yu surprised his eyes wide open, and how can a person who is so strong and powerful at night, how can he fall into the mountains?

"You have smashed the prince into the foothills!" Along with the cold questioning, a Tsing Yi man walked over and stalked in the sharpness of the eyes, and could not kill her!

Ten Jingwangfu guards were divided into two teams behind him, which were arranged in turn, and the **** scent from the bones was daunting!

Murong Xue casually glared at the man, the original memory of this person, she and the night Yi Chen only met several times, this person is with the night Yi Chen: "You call Xu Tianyou, Xu Dagong, Please open your eyes and see clearly. I am just a weak woman with no strength in my hands. Can you hit the famous God of War in your home into the mountains?"

Xu Tianyou Li Wei Wei Wei, carefully examined Murong Xue, I saw her body slender, as if the wind will blow down, a pair of soft and delicate as jade, no trace of Wu’s practice, the beautiful face is very pale, is perennial Ill, a person who has been lying in bed for a long time!

Such a weak person, if it really started to conceal the mind of Jing Wang, was already pinched to death by Jing Wang, and would never stand here intact: "How did the prince fall into the mountains?"

"I didn't care, I fell into it!" Murong Xue's cold voice reveals unforgiving gloating: Although Ouyang Shaohao sneaked into the night with the pieces, the real reason for the night's ruin is to dodge the pieces, not Carefully falling down the mountain, she is not lying.

"This is impossible!" Xu Tianyou screamed violently, watching her eyes anger is about to spurt fire: "Wang Ye martial arts high strength, how can it be lost..."

Murong Xue disdainfully dismissed: "Your prince is only known as the **** of war by the world, and it is not a true god. It fades away from the glare of the armor. He is just an ordinary person with flesh and blood. Others can accidentally fall to the foothills. He Why not?"

Xu Tianyou stunned, except for martial arts, only to learn, identity, status Jing Wang is no different from ordinary people: "But..."

Murong Xue waved his hand and interrupted him. He looked at him faintly: "Hou Dagongzi has time to argue with me about the cause of the night cliff. It is better to take someone to the mountain to look carefully. If you are lucky, maybe you can Find the body of the night, if the luck is bad... oh..."

Xu Tianyou’s face was dark and the ink was about to drip, and she looked at her coldly: “Would you like Jing Wang to die?”

"I don't care about the life and death of the night, I look at the cliff, the water is so urgent, the possibility of the night is too small, and you say hello, so that you are mentally prepared, when you find the body, Not to panic, crying and crying." Murong Xue said carelessly.

Obviously, I care about the thoughtfulness. I heard Xu Tianyou’s ear, but it was in the disguised curse of the night, and the dust was not so good. He looked gloomy and terrible, and looked at Murong Xue, a word: "I don’t care for Miss Murray. Wang Ye will definitely be a good person!"

Murong Xue did not agree: "Life and death have a life, wealth is in the sky, you, I am not a prince, the life of the night, whoever is right!"

"You!" Xu Tianyou was discouraged. He saw it. Murong Xue was full of joy and hoped that Jing Wangye would die in the mountains. The sentence was cursing Jing Wangye. If he continued, he would be mad at her!

"Farewell!" Xu Tianyou slammed his sleeves and walked toward the cliff without going back. The Jingwangfu guards followed.

"Do not send!" Murong Xue responded with carelessness.

Looking at Xu Tianyou, a few people walked away, Murong Yu looked at Murong Xue, and the jade-like eyes flashed with a rare dignity: "Sister, the night is really not you hit the mountain?"

"Of course not!" Murong Xue denied that she did something, she admitted that she did not do it, and she would not take it.

Murong’s high hanging heart was suddenly put down, but the brow was wrinkled even more tightly: “In case the night is dead, the dust is dead...”

"If you die, you are dead. What can you worry about?" Murong Xue disapproved: If the night dust did not chase her to the cliff, there was no martial arts, the internal strength was deep, and the viciousness forced her, how could it get rid of Ouyang? Lieutenant, was laid down the cliff? Even if he is really dead, it is his self-confidence and self-confidence.

Murong sighed heavily: "You have a marriage contract with Yuyue Dust. If the night is dead, others will say you."

Murong Xue raised an eyebrow: "I have already proposed a retreat to the night, and his current ambiguity is the Qinbei Princess Qin Yuyan. Even if the night is dead, it should be Qin Yuyan."

Murong Yu shook his head and looked helpless: "The marriage contract between you and Yuyao has not been lifted. Qin Yuyan and his marriage have not been publicly announced. The night is dead, and Kefu is you!"

"Night Yichen has fallen to the foothills, his life and death, we can't control, don't think so much, it's not too late, let's go back to the government!" Murong Xue said with a smile, and the eyes were flashing: Kekoff, she did not care at all, the most urgent task is that she wants to return to Beijing with great fanfare. No matter whether it is a life or death, she will send him an unexpected 'big gift'!