Chapter 560 Death in the Avalanche, the Linpo Clan

Xue Xing didn't expect that as soon as he arrived at the palace, he heard that Emperor Xue Ye wanted to beat Xue Beng to death. Wouldn't that mean that all the things they had done over the years were in vain?

As for Dugu Bo's announcement of leaving the Tiandou Empire, it was no longer something he could think about now. Dugu Bo was a Titled Douluo, what could he do?

He couldn't even condemn it. If someone accidentally upset him, he would just play a game of elimination with the whole clan. No one in the Tiandou Empire could resist Dugu Bo's Bi Phosphorus Snake Poison, except for the two Titled Douluos of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.

Now that Dugu Yan and the others have not returned, it proves that they may have discussed it privately a long time ago, but will anyone believe it if this is said?

After all, it can't be such a coincidence that those who are willing to join the Wuhun Hall are all familiar with Su Ming. Yufeng and the others are just soy sauce in the team.

"Xue Xing! I haven't said anything to you yet, but you're asking me?"

"If you hadn't indulged Xue Beng all along, he would have been addicted to women all these years, and his cultivation would not be that good?"

"Can you learn from the prince?"

Emperor Xue Ye looked at Xue Xing and said angrily.

If there wasn't a way in the royal family to test whether the offspring was his own son, Emperor Xue Ye would have reason to suspect that Xue Beng was the biological son of Prince Xue Xing!

Looking at Emperor Xue Ye's angry and suspicious expression, Xue Xing's heart skipped a beat. It seemed that this matter could not be resolved peacefully today!

Seeing that Xue Beng was about to be executed, if he didn't tell the truth, he might be powerless to save the situation.

"Brother!"

At this time, Prince Xue Xing didn't care whether this was in the palace or not, and directly called Emperor Xue Ye brother.

"Brother, tell me the truth. Actually, all of this is just Xue Beng's pretense. If Xue Beng hadn't done this over the years, he would have been killed!"

Prince Xue Xing said, and glanced at Xue Qinghe beside him.

Emperor Xue Ye naturally noticed it, and said slowly: "Xue Xing, you mean, Xue Beng is afraid of being killed by the prince?"

Xue Xing continued: "Yes, brother, don't you think it's strange? Why did the second and third princes die so suddenly? At that time, Xue Beng noticed something and was very scared, so he ran to me for help, and I gave him such a way, pretending to be a dandy!"

Emperor Xue Ye did not listen to Prince Xue Xing's one-sided words, but turned to look at Xue Qinghe beside him with a burning gaze, "Prince, what do you have?" What do you want to say?" Qian Renxue said calmly: "Father, I think what Prince Xuexing said is ridiculous. Father, you know that I am the eldest prince of the empire, and the system of our empire is the eldest son's inheritance. I have no reason to harm my second and third brothers." "Father, so many years have passed, and you know that I have no black spots in my political achievements. I have completed the tasks assigned to me by father diligently, and in terms of strength, I was the strongest among the four. If father considers who to let be the crown prince, If I kill the second and third princes, it must be me."

Prince Xue Xing retorted: "Impossible! Xue Qinghe, I have reason to suspect that you killed the second and third princes. After all, you are the one who benefited in the end!"

Xue Qinghe said calmly: "Prince Xue Xing, please don't slander me. You said I killed my second and third brothers. You must show me the evidence. So many years have passed. I guess you should have investigated for many years. Where is the evidence?"

"As a member of the royal family, everything must be based on evidence!"

"As I said just now, before this, I was not involved in politics. "My performance and strength are impeccable. In addition, my father has no reason not to choose me as the crown prince. Why should I harm my second and third brothers?"

Speaking of this, Xue Qinghe paused and then asked, "I want to ask the prince, let Xue Beng pretend to be a dandy? Are you sure this is not his own nature? Do you want to see what he has done in the past two months?"

"Your face is pale and your feet are shaking when you walk. You tell me that you are pretending?"

Prince Xue Xing's face froze. He had no way to refute this.

"He was like that because..." Prince Xue Xing wanted to quibble. He couldn't let Xue Beng really die, right?

"Enough!" Emperor Xue Ye couldn't stand it anymore.

As an emperor, he knew that the competition for the throne has always been cruel. Whether Xue Qinghe killed the second and third princes or not, there was no substantial evidence.

The most crucial point is that no matter whether Xue Qinghe is pretending or not, his political achievements and strength are better than Xue Beng, and his reputation is also the highest in the empire. As for Xue Beng, let's not talk about it!

"What are you two still doing? Drag Xue Beng away!" Emperor Xue Ye glanced at the two guards who were at a loss.

Then he said to Prince Xue Xing: "Xue Xing, if you dare to stop him again, you don't have to be a prince anymore!"

"In addition, all the royal relatives and nobles who have contact with Xue Beng will be fined for one year!"

After saying that, he left without paying attention to the shrill screams from Xue Beng outside the palace.

Prince Xuexing glanced at Xue Qinghe unwillingly, "Prince, you win!"

Xue Qinghe smiled slightly, "Uncle Xuexing, I don't know what you are talking about."

"Hmph!"

Prince Xuexing shook his sleeves and left angrily.

He looked at Xue Beng who was gradually losing consciousness. He was unmoved by his calls for help. He had no other options.

Qian Renxue then walked out of the hall, looking at Xue Beng who was already dead, thinking to herself that Xue Beng was finally dead, and she was finally relieved.

After several days of traveling, Su Ming and his party finally arrived at the territory of the Po Yi clan.

Fate looked at the tribesman in front of him who was wearing the costumes of the Po Yi tribe, and said politely: "Hello, please go in and report that the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall and Elder Juegui are here to discuss something!"

The tribesman of the Po Yi tribe was originally indifferent. He had never heard of the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, but when he heard that Juegui Douluo was behind him, he was a little shocked and ran in hurriedly, "Wait."

Soon after, an old man came out with several tribesmen as if they were facing a great enemy.

The old man standing in the middle was tall and thin, with black hair and a ruddy face, but his expression was a little gloomy. The eyes of Yin Jiu gave people a grim feeling. I guess the person in front of him was Yang Wudi, the patriarch of the Po Yi tribe.

Su Ming secretly thought, do people who like to refine poisons have this expression?

Old monster: Who are you talking about?