Chapter 630: Shocking truth (5)

Chapter 630 Thundering the Truth (5)
"Hey!" Jing Lao Wang's face was snored, and the well-maintained little face instantly appeared a bright red Wuzhishan, which was also swollen and high, and the mouth was overflowing with a little blood, and the mouth was filled with a touch of rust.
Jing Lao Wang Yan slowly looked up at the night mysterious, and there was a lot of anger in the beautiful singer: "You are hitting me for the sake of Shen Ruo, Shen Ruo is so important in your heart..."
"Yes, she is the most important thing in my heart!" The nightmare was dark and he did not hesitate to admit it.
"What about me? What am I?" Jing Lao Wang screamed at the night, hysterical anger.
"You are the king of the king!" The night Xuan coldly replied, his eyes cold and cold.
Jing Lao Wang Hao tried to hold the corner of his mouth and raised a smile that was more ugly than crying. Yes, she is the Wang Xuan of the night Xuan, and it is just the Wang Xuan of the night Xuan. In addition, she has no position in the night Xuan heart!
There is only one Shen Ruo in the heart of the night!
The feelings of her and the night of the 20th year of the night, can not be overnight, mysterious love for Shen Ruoyi at first sight.
"It’s no wonder that after Shen Ruo’s death, you lost your soul, and even Jing Wang did not do it... Hehe, true love passed away, life is incomprehensible, you are really an insane kind..."
"The king's thing, you can't come over and ask, you are the Jing Wang Wang of the Jing Wangfu, remember to do your part." Night Xuan interrupted her words without mercy, and whispered
"You..." Jing Lao Wang stunned, staring at the night Xuan, utterly unable to speak.
Murong Xue’s cold eyes swept through the gloomy two people, and the long road:
The grudge between the two, finished? Then, is it right to solve the grievance between us and Jing Wang’s lord...

Jing Lao Wang Hao and the night Xuan and his wife have said enough words in the past 20 years, she can safely kill the night Xuan...
The night Xuan has not spoken yet, and a majestic voice rang first: "The grievances between you have reached the point of endless death?"
Murong Xue followed the sound and saw the emperor wearing a bright yellow robes. Accompanied by the four emperors and several guards, he slowly came over and his eyes were deep.
Murong Xue focused on the head, one word and one meal: "Return to the emperor, kill the father's hatred, not to wear the sky."
The emperor sharply slammed his eyes and said: "You mean..."
"Night Xuan in the battle of South Xinjiang ten years ago, in the battle of South Xinjiang, bought the guards around me, and joined a general in southern Xinjiang, killing me..." Murong Xue said lowly, Passed the blood book in his hand: "This is the evidence, the emperor please look at it..."
A palace dark guard appeared in front of Murong Xue out of thin air, took the blood book, and presented it to the emperor. The emperor took the blood book and looked at it carefully. He frowned and looked at the night Xuan: "Jing Lao Wang, what do you say?"
The night is dark and deep: "The blood book is almost true. The king bought the loyalty of Murong Yue, and he was seriously injured. He killed him. The Southern Song Dynasty general on the battlefield is also due to After the king reached an agreement, he would be under the deliberate release of the king and stabbed Murong Yue. However, the agreement between the king and the general was only to assassinate Murong Yue. The king did not tremble with the enemy, nor did he Have done anything sorry for the Green Flames..."
The war between the two countries can easily kill a host coach. With such tempting conditions, South Xinjiang will naturally agree that Jing Lao Wang does not need another enemy to sell the country, and he does not disdain the country.
The emperor looked at the night mysterious, and the bottom of the dragon flashed a strange look: "You are honest."
"This king dares to be a dare!" Night Xuan has a word: Murong Xue has already known the truth of the matter, and he has nothing to hide...
The emperor's eyes sank and did not speak.
Murong Xue sneered at her lips: she knew that the emperor would not give death to the mysterious night, and the night Xuan killed Murong Yue, but did not lose the war, although borrowing a little hand from southern Xinjiang, but did not hurt the green flame. One, such a talent, the emperor will make him easily broken?
The deceased has passed away, Murong is more powerful, and it is no longer there. Night Xuan is a living royal family. He has made great achievements for the blue flame, and there is a son who holds the military power. There are countless underarms, and the emperor will never. Will kill him, at most let him make up for it...
Murong is already dead. The night of Xuan’s sin is to make a contribution to the Qingyan State. It will also make up for the Qingyan Kingdom and make up for Murong’s body. Therefore, she will not let the emperor say such a result...
"The emperor, you have already understood the beginning and end of the matter, can our brothers and sisters avenge their father?"
Looking at Murong Xue's dignified face, the emperor frowned slightly: "You must not end with the night mystery?"
"The emperor, the law of the Qingyan stipulates that killing people pay for their lives!" Murong Xue said a word, his eyes were cold: "In the meantime, I was the commander of the three armed forces at that time, and Jing Wang Wang murdered him, and the three armed forces lost the leader. The morale of the soldiers was low, and the green flames lost a lot..."
"This king is the hand that moves after the battle wins. The green flame does not lose anything!"
Murong Xue disdain and scorn: "No matter whether there is any loss of Qingyan, it is a fact that I have been killed by you. I have known friends who have known each other for more than 20 years. Jing Lao Wang said that killing will kill, and your heart is really flattering... ..."
Night Xuan killed the three military commanders Murong Yue, said to the small, is a personal grievance, said to the big, is the enemy treason, but after a decade, the emperor has not wanted to punish the night Xuan, want to revenge, she can only do it myself...
The night mysterious eyes sank and did not speak.
Jing Lao Wang Yan looked gloomy and raised his eyebrows to look at Murong Xue: "You want to kill the night?"
"Killing the Father's Revenge, don't share the sky." Murong Xue said a word, a strong attitude to see Jing Wang Wang swearing disdain: "The Lost Night Xuan is still facing you everywhere, always thinking of letting you be her daughter-in-law, You are so right for her, there is no conscience..."
Murong Xue raised his eyebrows and looked at Jing Lao Wang Yan: "If I kill the father of Jing Lao Wang, I will be more interested in Jing Lao Wang, and I will care more about it. Jing Wang Wang will not find revenge for me... ..."
"Of course not." Jing Lao Wang did not want to think about it, blurted out.
"This is not the end, the night Xuan killed me, ran to me in front of me, I want to let him let him go, how can there be such a cheap thing..." Murong Xueyi glanced at Jing Wang Wang, 眸 眸Undisguised scorn.
Jing Wang Wang Yi, a sigh of Murong Xue, can't speak without words...
The night Xuanjian eyebrows picked and looked up to look at Murong Xue, looking at her bright face that was exactly the same as the memory. He flashed a complicated look at his bottom: "Mu Rongyue’s daughter does have some arrogance. ......"
Murong Xue stunned and suddenly appeared in her mind. When she was four years old, when she was cold, she heard the man in the cloak saying: "You are the daughter of Murong Yue... This is your life..."
(End of this chapter)