Playful Immortal Doctor: Evil Emperor Poisonous Love Concubine

She couldn't stop her at all, and saw Xuanyuan Yu take a step forward, holding Su Jue's collar with one hand like a chicken, and lifted him up from the ground.

"Did I hear it wrong just now? Do you have the guts to repeat what you threatened your mother just now?"

Xuanyuan Yu looked like a big demon, exuding a very terrifying and dark aura all over his body, looking at his eldest son intently, with the coldness of looking at the world hidden in the corner of his eyes.

Su Jue felt a deep shock in his soul, as if he was being held back by a prehistoric monster, a sense of crisis that he had never felt before rose from the bottom of his heart.

But—he won't give in.

Su Jue took a deep breath, he didn't speak, and he didn't answer Xuanyuan Yu's question, just a pair of dark eyes, as clear as the night sky, staring at his father firmly, and pursed his lips tightly.

His eyes are his answer.

The air fell into an unprecedented stagnation. This was the first normal war between father and son.

Under the coercion of the dark lord, the son of gods and demons showed no sign of compromise.

"Stop talking? Huh?"

Xuanyuan Yu held Sujue's hand, slowly clenched it, and then threw it forcefully against the cave wall.

"Boom" with a loud noise.

Su Jue's small body hit the mountain wall heavily, leaving a cone-shaped deep pit on the wall, and sand, gravel and broken soil rolled down.

"elder brother!"

"Su Jue!"

Ling Luo and Su Ling exclaimed at the same time.

The mother and son were the first to rush over, and hurriedly helped Su Jue who fell to the ground in disgrace.

"Sujue, does it hurt? Are you injured? Come on, let mother take a look."

Ling Luo was so anxious that she felt as if a cat had scratched her heart. Fortunately, she was a doctor. She hurriedly lifted up the clothes on her son's back, and found that there was no blood, but a large black patch on the elder son's thin back. Traces of blue.

"God—" Ling Luo's heart was pulled hard, her beautiful eyes twinkled slightly, full of distress, "Sujue, don't move, mother will give you medicine."

Ling Luo hurriedly took out a bottle of spirit liquid from the black jade space ring, pulled off the lid, and wanted to smear it on the eldest son.

Although the son of the god and demon is very strong, and these bruises are only pediatrics, it is not a problem at all, but as a mother, Ling Luo is still worried.

No mother is willing to see even the slightest scar on her son.

"Need not."

But who knows, Su Jue is also a rare stubborn temper, even stretched out a hand, and directly pushed Ling Luo's medicine bottle away.

Xiao Sujue still has a serious and cool appearance, his dark eyes are full of squinting, shining like wild beast cubs.

"I don't hurt."

His words were concise and his voice was cold.

He didn't even need anyone's help, he stood up by himself, brushed off Ling Luo's lifted clothes, and patted the dust on his body calmly.

The movements of him patting the dust are extremely elegant, and his gestures and gestures are full of the aura of a king who lives in him.

Ling Luo was extremely surprised, this child, why does he have such a personality, who does he look like?

Even when he was injured, he never said a word, as long as it is something he has identified, he will never give up.

He doesn't even need anyone's pity.