Chapter 672: Poisoning (3)

Chapter 672 Poisoning (3)
Murong Xue frowned slightly: "The royal chef in the palace, the cooking is unparalleled, the emperor wants to drink, go back to the palace to drink, my cooking is normal, the face is made, afraid that the emperor is difficult to swallow."
Xiao Dong didn't think so: "The girl's face is just smelling, it makes people feel hungry, the taste is definitely very good, I don't despise the girl's cooking..."
But I am so disgusted with you, I am not interested in cooking noodles for you to eat!
Murong Xue’s heart was in the belly, and looked coldly at Xiao Dong:
Today is Xiaohu’s birthday, I promised it, only to give it a face with the crow.

The crow is a bird, the little fox is a beast, and the face she made today is only for the birds and the beast, that is, if he insists on drinking the noodles she made, it is the beast!
Xiao Dong’s face was gloomy and cold, and she looked at Murong Xue with a cold eye. She only saw her smile, and the bright face, the smile of that smile, looked like a silent mockery.
Xiaodong’s heart was full of anger. He was the emperor of Nanzhao State. A Qingyan country woman in the district even dared to mock him...
Xiao Dong’s eyes were cold and he was preparing to start. He remembered his purpose here. He took a few deep breaths and forced the anger in the body to be pressed down. The cold road said:
Thank you for the hospitality, the longevity of Xiaohu’s face. Almost, I want to bring it back to the palace."
"No!" Murong Xue did not want to, and refused.
Xiao Dong’s moment is dark and the ink is dripping:
Why not?

"The little fox is the shrine of the shrine, Xiao Xi personally handed it to me, and I have to take care of it again and again. Except Xiao Xi, I will not give it to anyone!" Murong Xue said a word, cold voice There is no doubt about the tone.
Xiao Dong didn't mean it: "He has already said hello to Xiao Xi. He agreed to bring Xiaohu back to the palace for a day."
"Is it? You can not tell me if you want to take the little fox away. If you really want to take the little fox away, please take a look at the Xiao sacrifice and let him talk to me." Murong Xue said coldly, Do not give up.
Xiao Dong’s face was once again gloomy:
The shrine is at least ten miles away from here. When Xiao Xi receives the news and comes to the other house, it’s going to be dark...

Murong Xue’s eyes are cold and cold:
I have seen Xiao’s sacrifices and the technique of teleportation. In the blink of an eye, it can span more than ten miles. Xiao Xi’s from the shrine to other hospitals does not require so-called time...

Xiao Dong’s eyes flashed unnaturally:
Xiao Xi’s technique is really good. The awkward guards don’t understand the teleportation method. From the other hospitals to the shrine, there is at least one hour...

"As far as I know, the Nanzhao Emperor and the Great Sacrifice have a close relationship, and there is a very special contact between them. You contacted Xiao Xi, it is a matter of minutes, and it will not last long." Murong Xue hits you unceremoniously. Broke his words and look at him faintly.
Xiao Dong’s face was slightly dark and black, and he was stunned by Rong Rong:
You know a lot about Nanzhao’s affairs.
The deep voice reveals the taste of gnashing teeth.
Murong Xue turned a deaf ear to the ear, said: "Thank you for praise, the shrine of the shrine has lived here for several days. These basic things, I will naturally know..."
Xiao Dong frowned slightly, looking coldly at Murong Xue: "What else do you know?"
"Knowing the emperor's mother and the landlord Xiao Xingshen, Xiao Qingcheng, Xiao Feiyang's mother is a biological sister, the emperor and their close relationship, and the original Jingya big sacrifice, the relationship is alienated." Murong Xue eyes faint: Jingu The underground palace is the opposite of the head. The emperor, as an ally of the underground palace, ran to the other house to ask her for the holy fox of the shrine. Obviously, she was not well-intentioned.
"You know a lot. It seems that you won't give the little fox away." Xiao Dong's eyes are cold, and he deliberately chose Ouyang Shaohao when he was not in the hospital. He wanted to lie to Murong Xue. Trust, take the opportunity to catch the little fox, now it seems that his strategy can not be achieved...
"Of course not." Murong Xue gently shook his head: the emperor did not care, she naturally would not let Xiaohu go to death.
"That's a slap in the face." Xiao Dong looked cold and sighed: "Come on, grab the fox." The fox can't be fooled, it can only be used.
"Yes!" The guards took the lead and pulled out the sword at the waist.
Murong Xue licked his mouth, his toes were light, and his slim body was like an arrow from the string. He rushed straight to the front of the guards, his fingers were light, and a silver needle flew out from his fingertips and plunged into the acupoints of the guards. .
The movements of the guards suddenly went on, and they kept the position of assassination. They stood still. After a while, the plops fell to the ground, their eyes closed, I don’t know if they were dead or alive...
In the small courtyard, only Murong Xue and Xiao Dong were still standing.
Xiao Dong was shocked. The guards he brought were all the elites in the palace. In the hands of Murong Xue, even a trick never passed!
The faint fire lotus lingers around the tip of the nose. It is Murong Xue who walks slowly step by step. Every step is a sound, just like the step of death is coming.
Xiaodong’s eyelids jumped violently, and looked at Murong Xue with horror. He said:
You... what are you doing?
But the emperor of Nanzhao...

That timid as a rat, very fearful of death, seeing Murong Xue full of disdain, Nanzhao State has such an emperor, but also such a country is strong, rich and prosperous, it is a miracle...
"Despite the reassurance of the South Emperor, I am not interested in your life, just want to teach these disobedient guards, give you a little lesson..."
Xiao Dong’s eyelids jumped even more fiercely. Murong Xue’s martial arts were very high, and his heart was also awkward. Her so-called little lessons are definitely not small...
"Come to come... Come on... Rescue drive... Rescue drive..." Xiao Dong shouted loudly outside, and the horrified voice pierced the clouds and rang through the clouds. The shocking Murong Xue frowned slightly: "Let's shut up. In addition to us, there is no one living nearby. You are called a broken throat, and no one will save you..."
"Oh, oh of course know..." Xiaodong’s gaze suddenly became cold, and a long sword appeared in his hand. In the air, he swayed a cold cold mang, and smashed to Murong Xue...
Murong Xue sneered at her lips, deliberately weakened her vigilance, and sneaked when she did not pay attention. The Nanzhao emperor also had some brains. Unfortunately, his swordsmanship is too general, he and attack Everywhere is a flaw...
Murong Xue casually avoided the long sword and lifted his foot to Xiaodong’s chest. He took him five or six meters away, dropped heavily on the ground, fell dizzy and tinnitus, and stared at Venus. The whole body’s bones were scattered. The pain is unbearable...
"As far as your three-legged cat's effort is concerned, you still want to attack others. It's really not self-sufficient." Murong Xue disdainfully laughed and looked down at Xiao Dong.
(End of this chapter)