The irritable prince's little crying bag is milky and sweet

"Brother..." Bai Yulang looked at Su Fuliu who had passed out, and wanted to go over to have a look.

But just after taking two steps, he felt a sharp pain in his heart. Just now, Su Fuliu's palm hit him too hard, so that his heart veins are damaged now.

Pressing his heart, he spat out another mouthful of blood, and then his eyes darkened and he passed out.

"Yulang!" Lu Chimo quickly caught Bai Yulang.

At this moment, both Lu Chimo and Feng Muting felt that it might not be a good thing for Su Fuliu to recover his martial arts.

They seemed to be stuck in some kind of quagmire, and it was difficult to get out.

Lu Chimo looked at Feng Muting: "That fake Mo Chilu should still be hiding in Prince Xiu's Mansion, Mr. Su will come here, it's all because of him instigating Prince Xiu, he wants Prince Xiu to give Mr. Su..."

He didn't say anything later, but anyone who heard this could understand what it meant.

After hearing this, Feng Muting was furious, so he temporarily put down Su Fuliu who had passed out, and then got up to look for Mo Chilu.

But Lu Chimo hurriedly gave Bai Yulang his pulse, and found that he was seriously injured, so he used silver needles to protect his damaged heart first.

At this time, Mo Chilu was actually hiding in a nearby dark place, because he was too timid, so his legs were still weak from the fright.

Now seeing Feng Muting coming, he was even more frightened, he covered his mouth tightly, not daring to make a sound.

When he saw Feng Muting's footsteps walking in his direction, he felt that every step was like stepping on his heart.

"Fake Mo Chilu, do you want to come out by yourself, or I want this king to drag you out!" Feng Muting roared angrily.

Mo Chilu was so frightened that he trembled, he wanted to run away, but his legs didn't work, so he wanted to crawl, but just like that, he bumped into a pillar next to him.

Although there was not much movement, it was enough for Feng Muting to find out.

He rushed forward with a stride, pulled down the curtain in the corner, and saw Mo Chilu hiding behind.

"My lord, I was wrong, please forgive me, I dare not, never again!" Mo Chilu looked at the fierce Feng Muting in horror, his heart almost stopped beating.

Feng Muting wanted to tear him in half, he bent down and picked up Mo Chilu, the uncontainable killing intent made Mo Chilu lose control in fear.

Afterwards, Feng Muting kicked over, and Mo Chilu slammed into the pillar hard, spitting blood, but he didn't care about the severe pain, he got up and knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately: "My lord, please forgive me. Dare, never dare again."

As if Feng Muting hadn't heard of it, he kicked him on the shoulder again. He rolled over and rolled to the corner of the wall, with blood continuously overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

Lu Chimo shouted: "Your Majesty, save him. With him around, you can force Ye Wanxiu to show up."

"Hmph, Ye Wanxiu ran away by himself and didn't call his son. It can be seen that his own life is more important. He won't throw himself into the trap just for such a useless son to come back." Feng Muting replied.

"If you use him directly to force Ye Wanxiu to come back, Ye Wanxiu will definitely not take the risk, but if we give him a 'chance' and make him feel that he can save his son, then he certainly won't mind finding a way to secretly bring his son back." Take this son away, after all, no matter how useless the son is, he managed to raise him up, and when the time comes, we will come to catch the turtle again." Lu Chimo said.

After Feng Muting heard this, he frowned. He looked at Mo Chilu who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, and gritted his teeth: "Then let him live a little longer!"