The legitimate daughter is reborn and cannot escape after being provoked by the tyrant

The sound of the man's struggle stopped abruptly, and his whole state changed all of a sudden, from a docile lamb into a ferocious beast.

The moment he discovered that his tattoo was exposed, the man tried to break free, but as soon as he moved, someone pressed his arm down, and with a click, his arm broke.

The man groaned in pain, somewhat shocked. When did the enemy army become so strong? A small soldier could actually suppress him without any chance of fighting back.

How could he know that these were not ordinary soldiers at all, but Mo Xiao's personal secret guards, each of whom had walked out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and each of them was a ruthless character who could defeat a hundred people alone.

Once his arm was broken, everyone thought he would be obedient, but he was not. He simply used his other hand to pull out a dagger from his boots and threw it at Mo Xiao.

However, the situation happened again. As soon as he raised his hand, he was hit on the wrist by someone. The dagger fell to the ground before he could throw it, and was deeply embedded in the soil in front of him.

The secret guard narrowed his eyes. This man's repeated small actions in front of him had completely annoyed him. The secret guard raised his hand and directly broke his two leg bones, forcing him to sit on the ground in a twisted state, with his hands hanging unnaturally.

"Can you behave yourself now?" the secret guard said in a deep voice with a cold face.

The man gritted his teeth and didn't say a word even though he was sweating all over from the pain.

The secret guard raised his eyes and looked at Mo Xiao who was standing not far away, waiting for Mo Xiao's next instruction.

Mo Xiao paused, walked over, stood in front of the man, and stared at him condescendingly.

"Tell me," Mo Xiao said in a calm voice, "What happened here before, and what was the result?"

Chen Yuan, is there anything wrong?

The man stared at Mo Xiao intently, then asked, "Are you the tyrant?"

Mo Xiao didn't answer, but judging from people's attitude towards him, his identity could not be guessed.

The man took a deep breath and lowered his eyes slightly: "Come closer and I will tell you."

Mo Xiao's eyes flashed with anger, and he bent down slightly. Before he could move, he felt his arm being pulled back. He paused for a moment, and then he leaned to the side with the force.

At that moment, he felt something flying past his cheek.

"Your Majesty, be careful," Tuoba Xuan's voice sounded beside Mo Xiao's ears, panting a little, and he looked very nervous, "This man has a poison needle in his mouth, it's hard to guard against. The needle is coated with a deadly poison, once you get hurt, even gods can't save you."

This is a group of assassins secretly nurtured by their royal court, who specialize in doing shameful things.

He used to be of low status and had no right to get involved in such things... The reason he knew about this was because his beloved brother used this method on him, and he escaped death from the poison needle.

When Tuoba Xuan saw the poison needle again, he couldn't stop the disgust in his eyes.

Mo Xiao raised his hand and touched his cheek, and said softly: "Poison needle..."

Tuoba Xuan nodded: "Yes."

"You, you are the Second Prince?" The man whose limbs were broken looked at Tuoba Xuan, and a look of shock finally appeared on his face.

Tuoba Xuan looked at him coldly without answering.

The man widened his eyes and murmured, "I'm not mistaken, you really are the Second Prince... But, what were you doing just now?"