[Book 2] The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

Chapter 247: Beats the brain (Edited)

Chapter 247

The woman just stood a little underneath, her arms and chest were burning, and she hated Murong Xue.

"My friend is so good, what is to look for?" said awkwardly, she turned around carelessly, only to see where the squatting place was empty, where is his shadow...

The streets in front of them are bustling, people come and go, but all of them are raw faces, and the figure of the man is completely absent...

"Strange, where did he go?" The womans inexplicable frown, looking around, looked at her waist inadvertently, and the empty belt saw her eyes squint, hurriedly rummaging around : "Pocket, purse, my purse?" There can be all her silver two inside...

Lost the purse, it really deserves it! She only saw the gray sneak sneak away. I didn't expect him to leave with something...

Murong Xue flashed a gloating glory in the dark eyes, turned around, and walked slowly...

"You stand, stand..." With the crisp female voice, the woman ran to the face of Murong Xue in a gust of wind, and looked at her for a moment: "Why, is that really a thief?"

"Yes, if not, your purse will not be stolen." Murong Xue glanced at her, and the eyebrows were scornful: right and wrong, black and white unknown, seeing others pity, the result of blind maintenance is, my own purse was stolen by the shackles in her mouth who could carry the boat and overturned the boat. It was really unsatisfactory...

The woman's eyes are red, and the dark eyes are covered with a mist of water: I dare to steal her things, so it is really hateful!

She looked at the figure of Murong Xue who was leisurely away. Her eyes sank, and she walked a few steps and ran forward, blocking the way of Murong Xue. She looked at her with enthusiasm: "You still have my money."

Murong Xue looked at her like a fool: "Your silver is not stolen by me. Why do you want me to return?"

"Because my money is because you lost it. If you didn't have a conflict with that, how can I come to fight? If I don't come here, I won't touch the name, and naturally I won't lose my pockets... The woman smacked her cheek and said that she was justified.

Her purse was lost because of the sorrow and the official gold in front of her, and she disappeared. She naturally had to pay for this official.

Murong Xue was laughed at by her **** theory, squinting at her, saying a word: "I want you to fight and hold it? I let you protect the name? I let you teach me, and have I ever made a move?"

The woman stunned and hated Murong Xue. The bottom of the screaming was full of anger and unwillingness: "Even if you didn't ask me to come, my purse is really because you lost it. You shouldn't be responsible?"

Is it your responsibility to bear a big ghost? As cold as Murong Xue, listening to the woman's magical logic, I couldn't help but want to swear. After the woman came here, she threatened her, suppressed, shouted, shouted, and did not help her. Lost, but I want to find compensation for her, it is inexplicable...

Murong Xue glanced at the woman and walked straight over her, striding forward.

The contemptuous gaze saw the woman anger burning, and the wicked glory of Murong Xue rushed over: "You stand for me."

When the evil winds hit, Murong Xue was not in a hurry. She avoided the attack of the woman sideways and waved her hand to the woman's chest. She beat the woman a few steps and fell to the ground.

Looking up to Murong Xue little by little, the black grape-like eyes burned with raging anger: "You dare to hit me!"

"I dare to hityou!" Murong Xue said with a sigh of relief, suddenly lifted his foot and smashed into the woman: brain damage, brain damage, brain damage... brainlessness without medicine, she has seen many in modern times. Brain damage, but like 'her' is so wonderful, she really saw it for the first time...

The sharp pain itself was uploaded, the woman screamed, hated the teeth, and screamed Murong Xue, and the angry bottom was about to spurt out the fire: "You... do you know who I am?"

"I don't care who you are, your brain-dead girl!" Murong Xue said sullenly, kicking the woman: her wonderful brain circuit, the strange request, it is really unbearable...

The woman couldnt beat Murong Xue, her hands were holding, and she was shrunk into a ball. The screams of screaming penetrated the clouds and rang through the clouds: Help, save lives... help...

A month of white slender figure descended from the sky, gently falling to the ground, looking at the woman who was knocked down to the ground, crying and crying, slightly frowning: "Hey, you are in trouble!"

The woman slowly looked up and looked at the familiar face of the man. The bright light in the eyelids, the crystal clear tears flowed even more fiercely: "Cousin, save me..."

"You should stay at home safely, don't come out to create trouble..." The man's nice voice was sternly reprimanded.

Murong Xue followed the sound and saw a man of eighteen or nine years old standing in front of him, standing long and standing, the white robes of the moon were cut, and his tall and straight figure, neckline and cuffs were made of very fine silver. The silk is embroidered with exquisite texture, and the waist-banded moiré belt is chic and elegant.

"You are her cousin?" Murong Xue looked at the man faintly, and the dark eyes were as cold as ice.

The man nodded and looked at Murong Xues bright face, his cold eyes, and his voice: She is young and ignorant, I asked the girl to forgive me.

"Reassure, I forgive her. If you come, take your cousin away. Remember to take care of her. Don't come out and make troubles..." Murong Xue said faintly, in the sound of no wind and no waves. Without any emotions.

The woman screamed in anger and glared at her. "You are provoked me and do wrong, and your whole family is irritating..."

"Oh, that's rude..." The man looked dull and shouted.

I am full of grievances: "Cousin, she is ridiculing me first..."

"You did something wrong, but you still don't allow others to teach?" The man looked cold and cold, his eyes cold and cold.

Murong Xue raised an eyebrow, the womans cousin came, she should not be entangled herself, she could finally open her...

The corner of his mouth curled up with a shallow smile, Murong Xue was preparing to leave, but saw Ouyang Shaochen striding over, the snow-colored robes fluttering in the wind, like a prosperous snow lotus.

Looking at her empty hands, his blackstone-like eyes flashed a touch of helplessness: "Are you not buying cakes? How come you haven't bought them yet?"

"A little thing, I am not in the mood to eat pastries, let's go to breakfast." Murong Xue said leisurely, preparing to move forward, a clear voice sounded in his ear: "Ouyang Shaochen..."