Su gradually left without saying much, only sat down with his legs slightly clamped, and the snow-colored BMW immediately shot out like a sword, which was twice as fast as just now!

It's like chasing clouds and chasing the moon, as fast as lightning.

It's just that in an instant, Su Yanli rode a horse and carried Murong Xue to the chaotic assassination place.

Su Wanli's horse is not an ordinary horse, this speed is not covered, it is too fast, it seems that they are the first to arrive here.

There was chaos all around, and the Praetorian Guards escorted Xiahoudun, whose crown was slightly untidy, and hurriedly retreated backwards.

Mei Linbiao, who is the first general of Yuze, is no longer there, and he is nowhere to be seen, leaving only his son Mei Qi.

Isn't it just that Mech isn't his favorite son? How could he leave his proudest son?

Is there some conspiracy in this?

Suddenly, Murong Xue had a more heartfelt look.

The young soldier next to him, Meech, was injured in the shoulder, and a large piece of blood smeared out, and his pale face staggered to follow, and in the dense forest ahead, a sword exchange could be heard from miles away.

There was no figure of Xiahou Mo Bing, nor was there a figure of Mo Yi and others, and none of the people in the East Palace were there.

Murong Xue stood tall and swept all around, seeing everything in his eyes for the first time, his eyes suddenly lit up, and an invisible murderous aura immediately burst out.

"Whoosh." A sharp arrow shot out of the air from the dense forest, shooting towards Xiahoudun, who was retreating in a hurry, menacing.

Xiahoudun was surrounded by forbidden troops, but there were few masters who could take the shot, and the only general of Yuze Kingdom, Mei Lin Biao, was nowhere to be found.

Murong Xue frowned when she saw this, and as soon as she raised her hand, a small arrow suddenly flew out, and the last shot came first, and the arrow smashed away the sharp arrow that was shooting at Xiahoudun.

No matter what, she can't just watch and not save her, after all, he is Xiahou Mobing's father, and she is still her daughter-in-law in name.

Just now, the moment the arrow came over, he breathed!

When he saw that it was Murong Xue, he breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately shouted: "Murong Xue, go quickly, Xiahou Mobing is still inside, quick, we have been ambushed, Xiahou Mobing He asked this king to go first, and he is behind His Palace, go quickly." ”

In three words and two sentences, the main situation is explained.

Murong Xue's face immediately turned cold when she heard this, this is assassinating Xiahou Xuan? It's just to assassinate Xiahou Mobing under the guise of assassinating Xiahou Dun! I'm afraid that this real assassination is Xiahou Mobing! Who is it? Who set up this assassination against Xiahou Mobing?

"Borrow a horse." Coldly throwing down the four words, Murong Xue suddenly grabbed Su Yanli and threw it forward.

Su gradually left without objection, he only flickered his body and flew into the ground diagonally, giving the horse to Murong Xue, asking him to bring her over, asking him to save Xiahou Mobing, and mixing in this assassination against Xiahou Dun, the king of Yuze Kingdom, he was not that interested.

Besides, as the regent of the Liuli Country, he represents the Liuli Country, and in such a situation, it is not necessarily a good thing to be too enthusiastic.

With her legs clamped, Murong Xue did not retreat but advanced, and rushed towards the dense forest in front of her.

There was a shouting and shouting of killing, swords and swords everywhere, and the dense forest was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Xiahoudun was only followed by Mei Qi and a general Xu Hening, who Murong Xue had only met twice, and there were not many people in the Praetorian Guards.

Who would have thought that on their own territory, they would encounter such a large-scale assassination, this manpower is obviously insufficient, many Janissaries followed Xiahoudun and Mei Qi and Xu Hening to retreat, and there are only a few dozen people left in the dense forest, and a large number of reinforcements have not yet arrived.

Autumn is a time when the leaves turn yellow, and the Assassins are dressed in clothes that blend in with the leaves, a pale yellow that blends easily with the vegetation.

There are not many assassins, but they are definitely one hundred, dozens of Praetorian Guards are like cutting vegetables, and there will be no one when they go down, but from the moment Murong Xue rushed over, more than a dozen fell.

The assassins, at this time, attacked Xiahou Mobing frantically as if they were desperate, as if their assassination target was not Xiahou Xuan, but Xiahou Mobing.

Indeed, perhaps their real purpose was originally Xiahou Mobing.

And at the top of the mountain wall at the very edge, Xiahou Mobing was full of slaughter, his black hair was in the air, his body was stained with blood, and the silver sword in his hand was almost merged into a blood sword.

The horse has long since disappeared.

By his side, her elder brother Murong Feng and Mo Yi and other guards guarded him tightly, and the two sides fought fiercely.

They were going to kill Xiahou Mobing.

Murong Xue's eyes were blood-red in an instant, and a hideous murderous aura came out of her body.

"Bang." With a crisp collision sound, Xiahou Mobing couldn't help but raise his head when he saw the sharp arrow shot at him being hit straight by an object in mid-air.

In his eyes, Murong Xue, who was dressed in emerald blue, rushed with murderous aura.

The long sword was vertical and horizontal, rushing forward, and a sharp sword stabbed out from an unbelievable place, and in an instant, a life ended in Murong Xue's hands.

Murong Xue's shot was very fast, the snow-white BMW was even faster, one person and one horse passed by, only to see a piece of blood blooming beside her, and the people next to her had already fallen to the ground with shocked eyes before they noticed where the weapon came from.

There is no fierce fight of moves, there is no blood flowers fluttering in the sky, only the hand rises and falls, only a sword kills, as if the scythe of death is harvesting life, everything is silent, and it is very strange in this fierce fighting field.

There is no expression, no temperature, only murderous aura, a strong murderous aura, in the depths of Murong Xue's eyes, there are flames burning in the sky, and what is flaunting is a bloodthirsty soul.

Xiahou Mobing's eyes widened slightly when he saw this, the first time he saw Murong Xue kill someone, although he knew that Xue'er was very powerful, knew that her skills were very good, and knew that although her moves were very concise, they were very powerful, but he had never seen her kill.

Cold and ruthless, a one-hit kill, that kind of quick battle, that kind of lore, oh my!

Killing, it's not for you to embroider, why do you have so many tricks? One move, as long as it hits the point, is enough.

This is what Cher once said, and he thought it was just talking, and it was enough to be able to do it there.

Now that I know that if Murong Xue can say it, she will definitely do it.

A move, just a move, the kind of move that is so concise that it can't be concise, but it's so sharp that no one can bear it, a fatal move.

Xiahou Mobing's eyes widened, full of shock.

Murong Xue rode a horse and came quickly, her body full of murderous aura blooming in the night sky, and the terrifying smell of blood was even more terrifying than the long sword in her hand.

A cold aura enveloped her body, like death wielding a scythe, the kind of cold slaughter from hell almost made people feel fear from the bottom of their hearts. (To be continued.) )