The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

King Zhennan flew a foot and kicked him fiercely on Song Shizhong's chest. He kicked him three or four meters away, hit the wall heavily, and fell again. The whole body was like a frame, the pain was unbearable, and he climbed several times. Did not get up.

There was a flutter of blood in his chest, and a sweet smell rushed into his throat. He could not bear to spit out. He looked up at Murong Xue little by little, and his sharp eyes burst into coldness: "You actually attacked this general , Winning is also invincible! "

Murong Xue fluttered to the ground and sneered contemptuously: "It's your dagger that attacked the King of Zhennan first before I threw it. It's not an exaggeration. Moreover, I came to avenge my father, but I gave you a knife It ’s already cheap for you! "

Revenge for the father?Song Shizhong's eyes narrowed: "Who is your father?"

"General Qingyan Murongyue!" Murongxue paused, his dark eyes cold as ice, and Song Shizhong suddenly squinted: "Are you Murongyue's daughter?"

"Yes, my father has been dead for ten years. It's really hard for General Song to remember." Murong Xue looked at Song Shizhong coldly, his eyes and brows cold.

"Murong Yue, Qingyan Murong Yue ... Hahaha!" Song Shizhong laughed back to the sky, and the crazy laughter penetrated the clouds and resounded through the clouds.

Murongxue frowned tightly and looked at him angrily, "What are you laughing at?"

"I laughed at you stupidly, and didn't find out your murderous enemy!" Song Shizhong looked at Murong Xue with an eyebrow raised, his eyes flashing unabashedly.

Murong Xue's eyes narrowed: "What do you mean?"

"Ten years ago, on the battlefield, I did hit your father several times, but it wasn't just the general who killed your father, but also him!" Song Shizhong pointed to the king of Zhennan, and his mouth curled up for a moment of misfortune. Laugh: "I saw with my own eyes that he stabbed your father with a sword, that sword, in the middle of the chest ..."

Murongxue's dark pupil shrank violently, looking side by side to King Zhennan: "He said ... but is it true?"

The king of Zhennan blinked unnaturally, and nodded gently!

Murongxue's wrist turned, and a soft sword at the waist swiped in front of the King of Zhennan. A bit of annoyance flashed in the dark eyes of the pupil: Why did she forget that King Zhennan was also a famous general in southern Xinjiang, that scene ten years ago In battle, he most likely also participated ...

He is Murongxue ’s father ’s enemy. She not only helped him detoxify, but also helped him catch the rebels and rebelled.

The sharp tip of the sword rested on the neck. As long as Murong Xue exerted a little force, he would die. The King of Zhennan did not panic and looked at Murong Xue quietly: "Your father was a famous warrior of Qingyan, The use of soldiers is like a god, and the martial arts are strong, and against him, we dare not have the slightest care. When we move, we also move fiercely, without mercy. That sword is the king who stabbed you when your father was negligent. Although my father stabbed him in the chest, he didn't hurt him ... "

"You lie less, your sword is clearly going to Murong Yue's heart!" Song Shizhong interrupted the Zhennan king coldly, and his dark eyes were full of contempt: "The man's big husband, dare to do it. If you dare to act, why not find so many crooked reasons to shirk ... "

"Ben Wang did not shirk, but to be honest, at the moment when Ben Wang's long sword was stabbed, Murong Yue avoided the vitality sideways. Although the sword was badly hurt, it was not fatal ..." Zhennan Wang said one word at a time With clear eyes.

Song Shizhong sneered: "Everyone has been dead for ten years, whatever you say!"

"Ben Wang is not lying, but admits to being himself ten years ago, and is not Murong Yue's opponent at all. Ben Wang cannot kill Murong Yue ..." Zhennan Wang said lowly, looking sideways to Song Shizhong: "It's not just Ben Wang , And General Song, you ca n’t kill Murong Yue ... "

Song Shizhong's eyes narrowed: "What do you mean?"

"Ten years ago, Murong Yue's martial arts had reached the peak, and your General Song Song's poison palm was just a small success. Don't say you just hit him a few palms, even if you hit him twenty or thirty palms, he can also All the toxins are forced out, your poison palm will not poison him at all ... "Zhennan Wang said lightly, his calm voice calm.

"You know this general so well?" Song Shizhong looked at him with a raised eyebrow, his eyes frowning.

The Zhennan King disagreed, and glanced at him indifferently, saying, "You ten years ago, martial arts are inferior to this King, who can't kill this King, how can you kill it!"

"You ..." Song Shizhong choked, pointing at the King of Zhennan, speechless.

The king of Zhennan turned a blind eye to Murongxue, saying one by one: "This king owes a girl Murong a life, the girl can take it away at any time, this king will never frown, this king stabbed your father. , The king admits that the sword is stabbed in the chest, the king also admits, but that sword really does not hit the point ... "

Ten years ago, Murong Yue ’s martial arts were strong, and his troops were like gods. He was famous all over the world. When they played against Murong Yue, they were always careful and cautious, cautious and cautious. And he directly confronted Murong Yue.

He still remembers the details of the battle and the details of that battle. He didn't stab Murongyue. With his martial arts at that time, he couldn't stab Murongyue's mind ...

Looking at the calm eyes of the king of Zhennan, Murongxue threw a turbulent wave in his heart. The king of Zhennan was open-hearted. He said that if Murong Yue was not killed, it is very likely that Murong Yue was not killed, but: "How can my father die?" ? "

King Zhennan shook his head: "I don't know, this king is also puzzled. Although your father's injuries are serious, most of them are skin traumas. There is no harm to them. The seriousness is not lethal. As long as you rest for a period of time, you will be safe. He seemed to have died after returning to camp ... "

As soon as Murong Yue ’s death was heard, the nations were shocked, and no one expected that the famous generation of God of War, then fell so ...

"Don't your dad die because of too much blood loss? After all, the sword of King Zhennan is so deep ..." Song Shizhong said weakly, and the weak voice was full of gloating.

"Shut up!" Murongxue backhanded and hit Song Shizhong's mouth fiercely, hitting back what he hadn't finished, and looked at him coldly: "The army soldier sent my father's body back to Zhenguohou When I said, my father died of serious injuries! "

"This is impossible!" The King of Zhennan shook his head heavily, his eyes flashing never before: "Your father is seriously injured, but never lethal ..." After a pause, he whispered: "Your father The death is strange ... "

Murong Xue's eyes narrowed sharply ...