Chapter 890

It was Ouyang huonei's body that blocked the sharp silver needle for baby Xiao!

Song Ningyu's delicate eyebrows wrinkled slightly and shouted coldly, "that's not Xiao Baobao, that's lanrou, Ouyang, step back!"

Blue soft and sharp laughter rang out in her ears: "unfortunately, it's too late to condense to her sister." she slowly took out the dagger in her hand, looked down, but there was no blood. She smiled and stared at Ouyang fire in front of her eyes. Her eyes suddenly showed a panic and surprise.

Ouyang Huo held the dagger tightly held by lanrou with two fingers. There was only one finger between the dagger and the heart, but lanrou's dagger couldn't enter any more.

Ouyang Huo was originally a warm-hearted person, but at this time, his eyebrows and eyes were cold and his tone was cold: "you dare to imitate others, but you have a lot of courage."

LAN Rou glanced angrily at Song Ningyu and said in a disgusting tone: "your generation owes our family a debt, and our generation will ask you for it someday!" Lan Rou's figure quickly fell into the night like the wind. Ouyang Huo held the dagger in his hand, and a trace of doubt flashed in his mind.

"The dagger is in the shape of a crescent moon, and seven dark blue jewels are engraved on the handle..." how did song Ningyu offend the lanrou girl she had never met? Forced her to kill her!

Song Ningyu sat in a wheelchair and waved to him, "let me see your hands." Ouyang Huo clearly had no internal power, but his skill still can't be ignored.

Ouyang Huo glanced at the tiny wound in the palm of his hand, wrung his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Gee, you silver needle didn't expect it to be small, but it has great power. There is no wound in the palm, but the palm is very painful."

"There's so much nonsense. If you don't want to break your muscles and veins, stretch out your palm!" song Ningyu groped for the medicine in the wheelchair. Ouyang Huo touched his nose and simply sat on the side of the corridor two steps away from the wheelchair, waiting for her to finish cleaning up.

Dark as ink, the moon is dark and the stars are bright, and the mottled stars flash, which is very like the reflection of thousands of lights in the West lonely city.

The spring breeze brushed his face, and a white Epiphyllum quietly opened in the distance. Beside the Epiphyllum, a girl dressed in light pink was staring with joy. Behind her stood black and white maids.

"Baby? Why don't you sleep?" Ouyang fire twisted his eyebrows. With what had just happened, he couldn't help being cautious.

Xiao Baobao stood in the distance. If it hadn't been for Ouyang fire to remind her, it would be difficult to find them both with her focus.

Across the two pavilions, Xiao Baobao turned her head in doubt. Seeing song Ningyu and Ouyang Huo, she stood up with joy. A pair of slightly fat hands kept shaking: "Hey, lady! Brother Ouyang!"

"Young lady, slow down and be careful of falling!" the little white girl behind her looked at her running forward with fear, and reminded her of her smooth posture with worry.

Xiao Baobao ran faster than anyone else. He was like a cat seeing a mouse. He jumped into Ouyang Huo's arms with great strides.

Song Ningyu finally groped for the medicine and handed it to Ouyang Huo: "wipe it for two days and it'll be all right. Since the baby comes, you can send her back to her room first."

Xiao Baobao retreated from Ouyang Huo's arms and stood beside song Ningyu's wheelchair. A pair of delicate eyebrows stretched happily: "madam, can you lend brother Ouyang to me for one night? I have something very important to show brother Ouyang!"

Song Ningyu nodded and smiled: "you have to ask your brother Ouyang. I can't answer."

Xiao Baobao murmured with a mouth: "my eldest brother said that brother Ouyang is more than ten years older than me. I have to call him uncle, but isn't the eldest brother's seniority lower? I'd better call brother Ouyang."

Ouyang Huo can't laugh or cry. What is this little girl thinking all day? He gently pinched Xiao Baobao's beeping face: "baby, your wife can't see, so we must protect her first. You go back first, and I'll find you later."

The wind in the spring night was thin and cool. Xingzi hid in the clouds. There were numerous drizzles floating from the dark distance. Xiao Baobao couldn't help shivering. The little white girl behind her put on a thick cloak with white fox Xifan pattern for her.

"Well... Then you must come. I really have something very important to show you." Xiao Baobao blinked a pair of watery eyes and looked at Ouyang Huo nervously for fear that he couldn't do it.

"I can't find a place. Ouyang, go with the baby." song Ningyu pushed her wheelchair and walked forward. She didn't seem to be blind. The road was straight. Ouyang fire frowned and watched her gradually disappear into the beautiful corridor at night. A heart was tightly held by something unknown.

Song Ningyu remembered the road leading to the master of Shengyi Pavilion. She pushed her wheelchair and groped forward. Bang, the wheelchair hit the edge of the nearby corridor. Song Ningyu frowned. With the internal defense of the Xiao family, LAN Rou wanted to go out. Sure enough, but after a while, LAN Rou ran back along the road.

The road was chased by guards all the way!

"Come on, run over there! Run into the attic of the master of the saint doctor's pavilion. Don't let the assassin in!"

It turned out that she had arrived. She turned the crooked wheelchair wheel to the right, and suddenly came a sharp murderous spirit behind her. Song Ningyu lowered her head, and a crescent moon dagger cut off a wisp of her long hair. Song Ningyu quickly turned the wheelchair and retreated from the dangerous place.

LAN Rou won't miss this great opportunity. She holds two machetes in her hand, stabbing song Ningyu from left to right. There is a murderous spirit in the cold tone of resentment.

In fact, LAN Rou's martial arts are not low. After she and song Ningyu had a few moves on the corridor, the guards also hurried to see song Ningyu's broken moves. A soft woman in light blue is launching a fierce attack. Suddenly, they don't know who to help.

"It's really lively in the middle of the night." Gong Zilin's lazy voice came out of the attic and looked at LAN Rou, who was fighting with song Ningyu with a cold opportunity.

LAN Rou stopped when she saw Gong Zilin. Her eyes suddenly changed from murderous cold to demon Wan rouwen's little woman: "Lin Lang! Why are you hiding from me? I turned here in order to find you. I was almost killed by these people as an assassin!"

Ignoring lanrou's concern, Gong Zilin walked steadily past lanrou. Finally, he stood beside song Ningyu, stretched out his thumb and wiped away a trace of blood on the back of her hand.

"Who did it?" with song Ningyu's strength, no one can easily get close to her for so long. Now she has hurt the back of her hand. It seems that it should be a knife wound.

The crescent moon dagger in LAN Rou's hand fiercely hid in her wide robe. In the eyes of Gong Zi Linbing and Wu Yancong, she opened her mouth to explain.