Chapter 682

Xiao Dong's face was iron blue, and his hands under his sleeves were tightly clenched. His whole body was in sharp pain. He tried hard for several times and failed to get up.

Murong Xue turned a blind eye and said leisurely, "are you the son of Nanzhao emperor?"

Xiao Dong suddenly raised his head and looked at Murong Xue. The burning anger at the bottom of his eyes made him want to eat her alive: "what do you mean? Doubt me? The princes and sons of Nanzhao state, after they were born, will use very special methods to identify blood relationship. I have identified them for a long time. They are the natural sons of our father's emperor... "

Murong Xue nodded his head and looked at Xiao Dong carefully. He saw his appearance and Xiao Xi, Xiao Nan and Xiao Bei. They had two or three images. They should be brothers.

However: "Xiao Xi, the third prince, is highly skilled and highly respected by the people. Xiao Bei, the sixth prince, is highly skilled and talented. Although the fifth Prince's mind is vicious, his martial arts are very good. However, you, the second prince, are selfish, incompetent, cowardly, incompetent, and have no talent or virtue. Your martial arts are poor. It's hard to believe that you and they are brothers..."

Xiao Dong's face was suddenly black and was about to drip ink: "haven't you heard of the saying that dragon gives birth to nine sons, and each one is different? I am not born with the same mother as them. I have different temperaments and abilities. What's so strange? "

"There are nine sons born to a dragon. They are different in appearance and character, but they are so poor in ability." Murong Xueman does not mind back to him a sentence, the bottom of the eyes flashing naked irony.

"You..." Xiao Dong's face was dark, staring at Murong Xue fiercely. He was speechless.

Murong Xue turned a blind eye and murmured: "Xiao Xi is a great sacrifice to the God's palace. He can't be emperor any more. Xiao Nan is evil in nature and not suitable for being an emperor. Xiao Bei is a qualified emperor because he has a deep knowledge of how to employ people. He is a qualified emperor. However, the first emperor of Nanzhao even gave him up and chose you to inherit the throne. It's really blind..."

"Shut up! You are not allowed to slander your father Xiao Dong sharply interrupted her words, eyes burning with anger.

"How can I slander your father? I'm mocking you for not being worthy of becoming emperor!" Murong Xue's words were silent, and his cold eyes twinkled with sincerity, which made Xiao Dong's chest stuffy, and a mouthful of blood almost gushed out. She even admitted directly that she was mocking him, good, good, good

Hate to stare at murongxue, but see her side look to one side, completely did not notice him, Xiao Dong eyes a Lin, grabbed the long sword that fell on the ground, stabbed at her fiercely

Sneak on her? too big for her skin!

Murong Xue curled up a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, waved his palm and hit Xiao Dong's sword in his hand. He suddenly raised his foot and kicked him to his chest. He kicked him seven or eight meters away, hit the wall heavily, and then fell straight down

A cold light suddenly flashed. It was Xiao Dong's long sword that fell from the sky and hit his leg heavily. The sharp blade of the sword vibrated gently in the sun, reflecting the dazzling light.

Xiao Dong's shrill scream pierced the clouds, resounding through the clouds: "ah!"

Murong Xue blinked his eyes, which is called self inflicted, self inflicted

"The emperor!" A low voice suddenly came. Five men in cloaks fell from the sky and fell on Xiao Dong's side, watching Murong Xue on guard.

Murong Xue chuckled. Xiao Dong was seriously injured. The magicians of the underground palace arrived. They came in time

Xiao Dong is a bright eye, a long sigh of relief: "you come, quickly help me to see the injury."

"Yes." The first man with a cloak squatted down and examined the wound on Xiao Dong's leg carefully: "the sword is slanting, and it didn't hurt the bone. I will pull out the long sword for the emperor now, and the emperor will bear with it."

"Well!" Xiao Dong nods his head and stealthily clenches his sleeve. He grabs the hilt of his sword and pulls it out suddenly. The blood gushes out. The painful Xiao Dong screams: "ah..."

"Can't you move lightly? It's killing me. " Xiao Dong glared at the cloaked man and reprimanded him.

The Cape man looked cold: "the sword pierced the meat on the emperor's leg. Even if I were more careful, it would hurt when I pulled it out..."

"Shut up. I want you to be careful. Be careful. What do you do with so much useless nonsense..." Xiao Dong's head suddenly became dizzy. He shook his head hard. He didn't want to. He was more dizzy. He blinked his eyes, but he was more blurred. His strength was also losing quickly

What's going on? Xiao Dong frowned tightly and looked sideways at the cloaked man who was close at hand. The man was also looking at him. A shock flashed across his eyes: "no, the emperor is poisoned..."

Murong Xue looked down at Xiao Dong. His face was blue and his lips were purple. He was really poisoned. Black blood came out from the wound on his leg. Half of his pants legs were almost dyed red and black by it

"What's going on?" The cloaked man frowned tightly. A corner of his dress drifted past his eyes. His eyes were slightly coagulated. He looked up slowly along the corner of his skirt. He saw Murong Xue's bright and cold face: "it's your poison. Give me the antidote quickly!"

Murong Xue disdained to snort: "master of the art, you can see clearly with your eyes wide. The sword handle is inlaid with rubies and carved with dragon patterns, as well as the surname Xiao of Nanzhao royal family. It is the sword of Xiao Dong, the emperor of Nanzhao state."Xiao Dong stabbed himself with his own sword. Even if the sword is poisonous, it is also Xiao Dong's smear, which has nothing to do with her.

"You touched the sword just now." The cloaked man looks at Murong Xue coldly: anyone who has touched this sword will have a chance to smear it

Murong Xue raised eyebrows: "to tell you the truth, I just flew this sword, I didn't touch it at all!"

"Really?" The cloaked man squinted at Murong Xue, apparently not believing her words.

Murong Xue didn't care. He said casually, "believe it or not, Xiao Dong's face is gradually turning purple. It seems that the sword is not ordinary poison. You'd better take him back to the palace as soon as possible and find the imperial doctor to detoxify him. If it's late, he may die..."

The cloaked man looked down at Xiao Dong. His eyes were closed, and his face turned blue and purple with the speed that people could see: "this is It's very hard for doctors and doctors to get rid of the strong poison unless they take the antidote made by the poison maker. "

Murong Xue's bright little face was slightly gloomy: "are you sure that I wiped the poison on the sword?"

"Isn't it?" The cloaked man glanced at murongxue, and his eyes were cold.

"Of course not." Murong Xue retorted rudely.

"What evidence do you have that you didn't do it?" The man in the cloak had no expression and asked coldly.

"What evidence do you have to prove that I did the poison?" Murong Xue looked at the man with a cloak and asked in a cold voice.

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