Chapter 429: The Wind and Cloud in the Capital City 85
Staring at Ye Xue's back under the moonlight, Xuanyuan Aotian's cold eyes suddenly felt a touch of tenderness, his heart moved, and the sound of the piano became gentle and continuous.
Ye Xue glanced at the big tree. The branches were very thick and there were many leaves. If she hit this tree, her concealed weapon would not work well, and the moonlight could not illuminate the entire tree. Many parts of the big tree were in darkness.
In the middle, her hands were unable to withstand four punches. Maybe she was palm-to-hand with another person, and a sword came out next to her...
"Haha!" Ye Xue chuckled and flew up the tree.
As soon as they entered a group of black and a group of bright trees, Ye Xue was like water entering the sea. The four secret guards only felt the purple flash under the moonlight, and Ye Xue's figure disappeared.
It's over! The secret guard felt great, and it was too late for him to ask the secret guard to withdraw from the tree.
Ye Xue was like a dragon entering the sea, she was very willful. Instead of attacking the secret guards, she made a feint and hid in the darkness, and then relied on the secret guards' shallow breathing to find their location.
Ye Xue dealt with the leader of the secret guard first, pulling his feet and pulling him into the darkness. The other three secret guards could only hear a few vague sounds of fists and fists, and then a black shadow was thrown to the ground, covered in dust.
Raise.
Seeing that the leader had lost, the three secret guards felt a chill in their hearts. By the time they felt something strange behind them, Ye Xue had already knocked him down from the tree.
The sound of the piano gradually stopped and the ears could no longer hear it.
The song ends, the winner is decided.
"Thank you for your advice, Princess!" The leader of the secret guard got up from the ground and led the other seven people to kneel down to Ye Xue.
Ye Xue waved her hand, and the eight secret guards immediately retreated.
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Holding the Pluto Sword and holding a sword flower, Ye Xue put away the sword and walked to sit next to Xuanyuan Aotian, "How about it?"
"Be quick and easy, they are no match for you." Xuanyuan Aotian said.
"Look, there's someone over there -" Ye Xue pointed to the left and rear of Xuanyuan Aotian and said.
"What?" Xuanyuan Aotian turned his head and looked around, but saw nothing. Just as he was about to turn around and ask Ye Xue, suddenly a faint fragrance came to his face, and something warm touched his right cheek, and then receded.
Xuanyuan Aotian turned around, covering his cheek that was still warm with his right hand, and his shocked eyes fell on Ye Xue's cherry lips.
Ye Xue raised a smile as beautiful and dazzling as a flower, "Thank you, Your Highness, for the reward."
Staring at Ye Xue blankly, Xuanyuan Aotian realized later that a fiery red color appeared on his white jade face. He tilted his head and Xuanyuan Aotian held back four words for a long time.
"baffling!"
"Huh? What is this?" I don't know when there were two notes on the table where the piano was played. Ye Xue took one, opened it, glanced at ten lines, and smiled: "Su Guogong's movements are very fast, and he does it quietly.
So many things have been done.”
When it came to business, Xuanyuan Aotian put the piano aside and said: "Su Guogong's most of the first-class masters have just wiped out the twenty dead men of Nangong Wuming. After all, the Su family is still a step behind Nangong Wuming...
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"What about Su Guogong versus Nangong Wuming? Who is stronger and who is weaker?"
"Nangong Wuming is the number one person under the national master." Xuanyuan Aotian's eyes became darker and darker, like the dark night, "Su Guogong has great martial arts skills, but he is not Nangong Wuming's opponent..."
"The number one person under the national master... Nangong Wuming is really powerful!" Ye Xue raised her left palm. She secretly competed with Nangong Wuming on the street that day and lost to Nangong Wuming.
Ye Xue smiled and said: "It doesn't matter what happens under the national master, the one who laughs at the end is the winner..."