Xiahou Mobing raised her eyebrows when she heard this, a few cockroaches, his Xue'er is really arrogant enough, she really dares to say it.

"Looks like this place isn't clean anymore?" Xiahou Mobing stretched out his finger and hooked his eyebrows, and said in a low voice.

"Being able to infiltrate the Praetorian Guard, expose your identity, and not kill you this time, how can you be right?" Murong Xue stretched out her hand and threw the long sword in her hand to Xiahou Mobing.

She still doesn't like to use a sword, she prefers a dagger to a sword.

Acting as a Praetorian Guard, this shows that there must be people within Yuze who will participate and join forces with these people to attack, if Xiahou Mobing is allowed to go back alive, then what else do they have to say?

"Afraid?" Xiahou Mobing held the sword and stretched out his hand to smooth the hair on Murong Xue's forehead, and asked with a bewitching smile.

"What do you say? I haven't paid attention to this person. Murong Xue tilted her head, clasped her hands on her chest, and replied coolly.

Seeing this, Xiahou Mobing raised the corners of his mouth, took Murong Xue's hand, raised his head and said, "Okay, then let's go." ”

"Let's go." Murong Xue held Xiahou Mobing's hand back, as long as the person around him was him, even if the sword mountain and sea of fire in front of him would break through, there was no place in the world that could stop her.

Blue sky, white clouds, green grass, yellow trees.

Under the bright sun, it is extremely cold.

Standing on the edge of the mountain range, Murong Xue squatted down and looked at the undulating dense forest in front of her, with a slight frown between her brows.

"There's no other way?"

"Nope."

One asks directly, and the other responds directly.

She has been to Yuze's hunting ground a lot, but under this cliff, she has never been here, and she can't find a way out.

The mountainous and dense forest in front of her, even if she can't see it, she knows that there must be traps everywhere, waiting for them to go! Since there were people in ambush just now, there must be ambushes here, maybe the trap this time should be very subtle and hidden, but for Murong Xue, there are still too many places to show white, so much so that she can see at a glance how many ambushes are hidden in this dense forest, including those that are buried.

Almost every place has already been ambushed, and it seems that people from other countries have already infiltrated without their knowledge, and they have already been ambushed here, waiting for the friendship of the three kingdoms, waiting for this hunt!

However, there are too many, vertical and horizontal, dense layers, touching all of them, and there is no way to disassemble them little by little.

But they don't have that much time, this dense forest is too thick, it is the autumn season, a wildfire is easy, and when the time comes, they can't fly out of here even if they have wings.

"Chuang?" Murong Xue turned her head and raised her eyebrows, and quickly put on her silver gloves.

"Break." Xiahou Mo raised his eyebrows coldly, picked up Murong Xue, and quickly walked towards the dense forest in front of him.

You don't need skill, you just need speed and strength.

Therefore, Murong Xue did not object to Xiahou Mobing picking her up, but simply turned around and climbed onto Xiahou Mobing's back.

Flying vertically and horizontally, Xiahou Mobing jumped away in the dense forest.

"Poof." Suddenly there was a softness under his feet, Xiahou Mobing's eyes suddenly froze, and here the bamboo strips like four bamboo rows were outflanked from all directions, sharpened the bamboo sword above, and swung down at them from behind the hidden big tree, and the long bamboo tip was almost half a zhang long.

Seeing that it was about to be touched, Murong Xue hurriedly pulled the big tree closest to the Heavenly Silk with her eyes, and blocked the bamboo sword coming directly in front of her in time, and also tore a big hole because of this!

The two of them hurriedly rushed to the front regardless of the front!

No time! They had to get out of the jungle as soon as possible, and they didn't have a chance to think about these traps anymore.

This dense forest is not small, but it is not big, and between the vertical and horizontal, Murong Xue and Xiahou Mobing have already gone hand in hand, breaking out of the dense forest full of organs.

As soon as she stood still, Murong Xue looked at the dense formation in front of her.

Uniformly dressed in green clothes, a cold and cold knife, the noon sun shines down, it should be extremely warm, but this place exudes a cold atmosphere, murderous.

Five feet ahead, there are dense green-clothed people lined up in square camps, and at a glance, there are not hundreds or thousands, blocking all the roads.

Cold sun, knife light.

Murong Xue's eyes narrowed slightly, this is a soldier, she is sure that the aura on the soldier's body is completely different from the killer, the killer has no sense of collective honor and cooperation, but the soldier has, and the soldier's fight on the battlefield is completely different from the killer's killing.

With a hook of his fingers, a short sword with a cold light was already in his hand, and Murong Xue hooked the corner of his mouth: "This even the army has been dispatched, it seems that your opponent has not underestimated you at all." ”

"Am I supposed to be honored for that?" Xiahou Mobing replied to Murong Xue and clenched the soft sword in his hand.

Look at this momentum, this is definitely the royal iron cavalry of that country, or the ace army, even these have been dispatched, it seems that Mei **** is luring the wolf into the house this time to introduce a good thing.

The sound of iron hooves, the saber Huohuo, and the neat pace came from Sensen.

The knife is cold and murderous.

Neither spoke, no gestures.

Murong Xue and Xiahou Mobing both moved at the same time, in front of Murong Xue and behind Xiahou Mobing, like two fierce tigers rushing towards the bloody iron horse.

Thousands of sharp knives waved, and the tiger entered the wolves.

Started a more people bullying less, an outflanking assassination centered!

With a short sword in hand, Murong Xue walked away, the sword light flashing in front of her, rushing towards her.

There was no sword light, and the short sword was almost invisible, only the blood splashed quickly on the ground, very shallow, very little, like the red flowers the size of fingernails, blooming on the grass.

With the sword in hand, there is no defense, only attack, the best defense is attack, Murong Xue gave full play to this point at this moment.

The other party's cold knife was still in mid-air, her sword had already stabbed on the other party's chest, the other party's knife was still aimed at her head one moment ago, and the next moment, she was already standing in front of the other party, and the person's throat had suddenly bloomed a small blood flower.

Murong Xue's movements are not fast, but they are very sharp, an indescribable sharpness, as long as the sword comes out, it is a one-hit kill, she starts, never confronts the opponent's iron-blooded long knife, she will only face the opponent's fatal place.

Completely disregarding his own safety, it was as if he didn't even see the long knives that were chopping down.

Only when the injury is critical, the silver-gloved hand will grab out like lightning, grab the knife that Sen Han, and send him back to heaven with a sword.

The rest of the time, let the sword light fly, the blood on her body splashed, Murong Xue also seemed as if it was not her own blood at all, it was not her own injury at all, completely ignored, that kind of cold blood, which was jaw-dropping.

Win the maximum benefit with the least cost, the slightest injury.

The foot moves forward quickly, as long as you take a step forward, you will never retreat, only forward, in the thousands of swords, forward. (To be continued.) )