P> "We really don't know anything, what are you going to tell us to say." "The wicked man with half eyes wailed, and the voice of the ghost was terrible.

P> "If you don't want to say it, then don't say it." Murong Qingran sneered, and with a wave of his hand, a black-clothed guard stepped forward and dragged the half-eyed wicked man away.

P> "Fourth, Fourth......"

P> the remaining three wicked people who pretend to be ghosts are so frightened that they cry wolves together.

P> "Don't you want to talk about it yet?" Murong Qingran's hand was about to wave again.

P> Although these four wicked people who pretend to be ghosts kill people on Mantou Mountain without blinking, the four brothers have a deep brotherhood and have never been separated for so many years, the half-eyed fourth was dragged out by Murong Qingran and fed the wild boar, how can the remaining three wicked people be calm, they know very well in their hearts that if they don't say it again, this young lady will throw them out one by one to feed the wild boar, especially watching the brothers in front of them dying and struggling, crying, and even more unbearable.

P> "I said, I said......" The eldest of the wicked people said busily, "I beg Miss to spare the fourth." ”

P> "It depends on what you say to satisfy Miss Ben." Murong Qingran's eyes were calm, she was not in a hurry at all, but she was not in a hurry, these three wicked people who pretended to be ghosts were in a hurry, one step later, the half-eyed fourth man entered the belly of the wild boar, and he couldn't save it if he wanted to.

P> "Boss, I can't say it. The two wicked men stopped the wicked man at the head again, "Say, we are also a dead end." ”

P> "Then you can bear to watch the fourth child die without a corpse!" "The wicked man at the head roared, it can be delayed for a while, and he can't watch the fourth child die one step earlier.

P> The two wicked men were silent.

The wicked man led by P > roared and said dejectedly, "Miss is smart, indeed, the four of us are ordered to guard the mountain here, Miss doesn't know anything, not far from here, there is a spring, and that spring ......"

P> whoosh ......

P>Before the wicked man at the head finished speaking, a sharp arrow flew out of nowhere and plunged directly into the throat of the wicked leader, killing him.

P> whoosh ......

P> followed by two more sharp arrows.

P> The two wicked men beside the leader fell to the ground, and before they could say a word, their eyes were wide as if they had seen something frightened.

P> "Protect the master!" ”

P> "Miss Protection! ”

P> The black-clothed guards present drew their swords one after another, Xiong Da, Lu Fei and the others did not forget to protect Murong Qingran although they were injured, in fact, in front of Murong Qingran, there were also many black-clothed guards.

P> The night was dark, and the forest was pitch black.

P> Xiao Yan swept around, the low bushes were blowing, and he couldn't tell where the arrow was shot from, if the arrow was more off, wouldn't it be ...... Xiao Yan couldn't help but shudder, his back was cold, a behind-the-scenes hand who could take the lives of everyone present was really terrifying.

P> Thirteen Princes opened their eyes, and their faces were also full of blood, "This place is dangerous, we should leave as much as possible." ”

P> yes. Murong Qingran nodded.

P> "It's rare for Miss Murong to echo the mention of the next, and it's a great honor to be in the next." With Xiao Yan's support, the thirteenth prince slowly got up, but he still made fun of Murong Qingran.

P> Murong Qingran glanced at him, "You better save some effort to speak, lest you become dumb and can't say anything you want to." ”

P> The thirteenth prince smiled, and the more he got along with her, the more he realized that in fact, Murong Qingran was a demon girl, in addition to being mean-mouthed, withdrawn, and arrogant, but also quite cute, uh, cute, the thirteenth prince suddenly shuddered, a cold-blooded woman, where is cute, yes, he must be too seriously injured and sick.

P> "Little uncle." Xiao Yan squatted down.

P> "No, I can walk on my own." "The thirteenth prince has always been arrogant, just now he was out of body, and he fell into a coma, so he let Xiao Yan carry him, and then he woke up and meditated for a while, how could he let Xiao Yan carry him again.

P> "Yes." Xiao Yan took a step back, saw the octagon beside Murong Qingran, and greeted him flatteringly, "Little Uncle Octagon, the mountain road is slippery at night, let the senior nephew carry you." ”

P> "Sister Murong said that she had nothing to do and was courteous, either a traitor or a thief. "Octagonal old-fashioned, "Senior nephew Xiao, as a decent disciple, how can you have such a crooked and evil spirit. ”

P>poof...... Hahaha

P> Xiong Da, Lu Fei and others leaned forward and backward with laughter, and even laughed so hard that their wounds hurt, and they couldn't stop.

P> The black-clothed guards present didn't dare to laugh out loud, so they could only laugh secretly in their hearts.

P> "What are you laughing at, is my little uncle octagonal wrong?" Xiao Yan couldn't hold it on his face, and said in his heart, if it weren't for the fact that he was taking Uncle Octagon away from the demon girl Murong Qingran, would he have to sacrifice himself so much.

P > a dozen torches, lit at once.

P> Xiao Yan just wanted to stop it, but he was glared at by the thirteenth prince, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to say anything. In fact, the Thirteenth Prince didn't know that lighting the torch was not a wise move, and it might be more beneficial to the people behind the scenes who were hiding in the dark, and for this reason, it was more likely to kill and injure the dozen or so most elite black-clothed guards, but the Thirteenth Prince resolutely made this decision after glancing at Murong Qingran.

P> he knew that she was afraid of the dark.

P>Of course, if Xiao Yan knew about this idea in the heart of the thirteenth prince, I am afraid that he would go crazy, and use the lives of more than a dozen of the most elite black-clothed guards just to illuminate a woman's frowning brows in the dark, this ...... It's also too unacceptable.

P> "Go." The thirteenth prince walked in front with his chest covered.

P> Murong Qingran, Bajiao, Xiong Da and others walked in the middle.

P> Xiao Yan and the black-clothed guards held torches in their hands and guarded them around the Thirteen Princes, Murong Qingran and others.

P> ...... Woo......

P> all kinds of cries in the woods, swept over the black birds.

P> "Sister Murong." Octagon was frightened by the four wicked people who pretended to be ghosts just now, and when he thought of the ugly appearance of the four wicked people, his small body trembled, there is no uglier person in this world than those four, and when they died, the death was especially terrifying, and it was a nightmare that Octagon could no longer erase.

P> "Cumin, you are a little real person in Qishan, you just defeated that evil ghost with a sword, didn't you." Murong Qingran walked and comforted the eight corners.

P> How could their young lady have spoken so softly, he heard it right, Xiong Da's eyes widened, he looked incredulous, but he was very happy in his heart, seeing the young lady like this, just like the Hou Ye and Mrs. Hou back then, gentle and gentle, it's really good.

P>"Besides, in front of the juniors, you, the octagonal little uncle, should look like an uncle, right?" Murong Qingran was a junior, an octagonal little uncle, who was sarcastic between the words, everyone present knew it, Xiao Yan was so angry that he clenched his sword, why did this demon girl love to hold grudges so much, he didn't say anything, just expressed his dissatisfaction, she belittled him like this, and I don't know how the thirteenth little uncle got along with this demon girl in the past two days, it is estimated that he was bullied by this demon girl and lost his temper, look, he was slandered by the demon girl like this, as his little uncle, how could he be indifferent at all.

P> Xiao Yan wanted to cry without tears in his heart, the thirteenth little uncle, the octagonal little uncle is young and ignorant, and it doesn't matter if he was deceived by the demon girl, but why don't you help the nephew......

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