Ning Huizhi sighed and said, "this is true. If you don't believe it, you can take it away."
Said, simply closed his eyes, a pair of laissez faire appearance.
If someone else had changed, she would have believed him. But what a warning Mo Shanghua was. The more he was, the more suspicious she was.
She wanted to see if the son was so innocent that he didn't even care about his own life.
Thinking about this, she just deviated a little bit from the edge of the sword, then suddenly very unexpectedly raised high, sharp fall.
However, before the edge of the sword had time to fall on Ning Tongzhi's neck, which had been marked with a bloodstain, he was deflected by the flying sword.
Then, the flower in the street saw Xue Xue sweeping towards herself with a sharp sword.
Although Xue Xue comes from a hermit family like the witch fairy family, it doesn't seem to be as powerful as the rumor. After only a few rounds, she has become less and less popular.
"Dang!"
Xue Xue takes a sword from Mo Shanghua, and the palm of her hand suddenly makes a crisp sound. The palm of her hand is shocked, and the software in her hand is almost out of hand.
"Bitch!" Xue Xue can't help but scold a low, the Mou inside gradually gave birth to ruthless idea.
She stepped back a few steps, her mouth opened and closed, but she could not hear the slightest sound, which made people feel strange.
In the air, it seems that something invisible is brewing slowly and restlessly.
The flower on the street is also in the strange, and is planning to observe it, but Ning Tong's face suddenly changes a little, and quickly steps forward to hold Xue Xue's wrist.
Xue Xue's lips suddenly closed and looked at the flowers on the street, "Holy Son, she just wanted your life! She has to pay for what she does. "
Said, she simply don't play those tricks, directly raised the sword will be stabbed into the key of flowers.
This time, Ning was not stopping.
Mo Shanghua's eyes narrowed, and she was about to meet her, but her body suddenly lightened, and a familiar breath came from the shop. There was a gust of wind in her ears. When she reacted, her body had fallen steadily to one side, unharmed.
But Yan Beicheng, the master of this breath, had his hair cut off. If Xue Xue had not seen the situation wrong, he would have taken back his sword in a hurry. He was afraid that the assassin would have cut off more than a strand of hair.
Just now also a pair of helpless appearance of rather familiar, this just came forward, a face of angry reproach, "Xue Xue, you presumptuous!"
Xue Xue's face sank a little bit, but she still lowered her head, "I know my mistake."
"Go down." Rather familiar with the low ah, adjusted a lower facial expression, just a face sorry to come forward, "is I resist under lax, also hope two don't want to blame."
Yan Beicheng is turning around at the moment, pulling Mo Shanghua to look around and check. Seeing that she is not injured, he turns around and says angrily, "your maidservant is the killer in pain. How can you erase the matter of Fang Cai at will with such a sentence?"
Between the words, the color of danger appeared in the depth of his pupils.
"Nonsense Xue Xue was furious when she heard that, "if I hadn't arrived in time just now, your princess would have killed our son, and now you are still here! What a shame
Yan Beicheng did not move his eyebrows. He could not help but pinch the hand of Mo Shanghua in the palm of his hand. "I'm not here just now. Naturally, it's what you say."
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