Chapter 328

Zhennan Wang kicked song Shizhong in the chest with a kick. He kicked him three or four meters away. He hit the wall heavily and fell down again. His whole body looked like a broken frame. He was in great pain. After several times of climbing, he could not get up.

His chest was full of Qi and blood, and a sweet smell gushed up his throat. He tried not to spit it out. He raised his head a little bit and looked at Murong Xue. His sharp eyes burst out with cold: "you unexpectedly attacked this general. You won't win!"

Murong Xue fluttered to the ground and disdained to hum: "it was you who attacked Zhennan King first, and I threw the dagger. I didn't do it too much. Besides, I came to avenge my father. I just gave you a knife. It's already very cheap for you!"

Revenge for your father? Song Shizhong's eyes fixed: "who is your father?"

"Green flame general Murong Yue!" Murong Xue's black eyes were as cold as ice. Song Shizhong suddenly narrowed his eyes: "are you Murong Yue's daughter?"

"Yes, my father has been dead for ten years. It's hard for the general of song to remember." Murong Xue looks at Song Shizhong coldly, his eyes and eyebrows are cold.

"Murong Yue, Qingyan Murong Yue Ha ha ha Song Shizhong looks up to the sky and laughs. The crazy laughter penetrates the clouds and resounds through the sky.

Murong snow tightly frowned, did not look at him angrily: "what are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at your stupidity. I don't know your father's murderer at all." Song Shizhong picked up his eyebrows and looked at Murong Xue. There was an undisguised mockery at the bottom of his eyes.

Murong Snow's eyes coagulated: "what do you mean?"

"Ten years ago, on the battlefield, I did slap your father several times. However, it was not only general Ben who killed your father, but also him!" Song Shizhong pointed to the Zhennan king, and his mouth curved with a smile of schadenfreude: "I saw with my own eyes that he stabbed your father with a sword. That sword was right in the chest..."

Murong Xue's pupils shrank violently. He looked sideways at the king of Zhennan: "what he said But really? "

Zhennan Wang's eyes flashed unnaturally and nodded gently!

Murong Xue's wrist turned, and his soft sword "brush" across his waist to the king of Zhennan. His dark eyes twinkled with anger: How did she forget that Zhennan Wang was also a famous general in southern Xinjiang. He probably took part in the battle ten years ago

He was Mu Rongxue's enemy of killing his father. She not only helped him detoxify, but also helped him catch the rebels to pacify the rebellion. What a fool

The sharp point of the sword is against his neck. As long as murongxue exerts a little force, he will die. Zhennan king looks at murongxue calmly and says: "in those days, your father was a famous green flame general. He used his army like a God, and his martial arts were excellent. We did not dare to have any carelessness in fighting against him. When we used the sword, we also moved ruthlessly and mercilessly When he was on guard, he stabbed your father. Although he stabbed him in the chest, he didn't hit the key point... "

"Don't lie. Your sword is clearly running to Murong Yue's heart pulse!" Song Shizhong coldly interrupted Zhennan Wang's words, and his dark eyes were full of scorn: "a man's husband, if you dare to do something, you should dare to do it. Why do you have to find so many wrong reasons to avoid..."

"I didn't give up. I just told you the truth. At the moment when my sword was stabbed, Murong sidestepped to avoid the key point. Although the sword was badly hurt, it was not fatal..." Zhennan Wang said word by word, with clear eyes.

Song Shizhong disdains to hum: "people have been dead for ten years, whatever you say!"

"I'm not lying. I just admit that I was not the opponent of Murong Yue ten years ago. I can't kill Murong Yue..." The king of Zhennan said in a low voice and looked at Song Shizhong: "not only this king, but also the general of Song Dynasty. You can't kill Murong Yue..."

Song Shi Zhongli Mou one Mi: "what do you mean?"

"Even if the general song's palms are not poisonous, the more powerful he is, the less poisonous he is Zhennan Wang light said, calm voice without wave.

"What do you know about general Ben?" Song Shizhong raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a light smile on his eyes and eyebrows.

The king of Zhennan didn't think so. He glanced at him carelessly and said, "ten years ago, your martial arts were inferior to my own. How could you possibly kill anyone who I could not kill?"

"You..." Song Shizhong choked and pointed to Zhennan Wang. He was so angry that he couldn't speak.

The king of Zhennan turned a blind eye and looked at Murong Xue. He said word by word: "I owe you a life to Murong girl. You can take it at any time. I will never frown. I stabbed your father with a sword. I admit that the sword was stabbed in the chest, and I also admit it. However, the sword really didn't hit the key point..."

Ten years ago, Murong Yue was highly skilled in martial arts. He used his troops like a God. He was famous all over the world. They were careful and cautious in the war against Murong Yue. The war was very tragic, with mountains of corpses and a river of blood. And he made direct contact with Murong Yue.

He still remembers the details of the war. He didn't stab Murong Yue. With his martial arts at that time, he couldn't stab Murong Yue's heartLooking at Zhennan Wang's magnanimous eyes, Murong Xue's heart was filled with waves. Zhennan Wang was magnanimous. He said that if he didn't kill Murong Yue, he might not have killed Murong Yue. But: "how could my father die?"

Zhennan Wang shook his head: "I don't know. I'm also puzzled. Although your father's injuries are serious, most of them are skin injuries. They don't hurt anything. They are not fatal. As long as they take a rest for a period of time, they will be safe and sound, but it seems that he died after returning to camp..."

As soon as Murong Yue's death came out, all countries were shocked. No one expected that the famous God of war would fall down like that

"Your father didn't bleed to death, did he? After all, the sword of Zhennan king is very deep... " Song Shizhong said feebly, his weak voice was filled with gloating.

"Shut up!" Murong Xue hit song Shizhong in the mouth with a backhand and beat his unfinished words back. He looked at him coldly and said, "when the soldiers sent my father's body back to the Duke's house of Zhenguo, he said that my father died of serious injury!"

"It's impossible!" The king of Zhennan shook his head heavily, and the solemnity at the bottom of his eyes flashed: "although your father is seriously injured, he will never die..." After a pause, he said in a low voice: "there is something wrong with your father's death..."

Murong Xue's cold eyes narrowed fiercely

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