Dressed as the white moonlight of the blackened male protagonist

Chapter 642 Rescuing the Prince with Leg Disease 57
Even though there was still a gentle smile on his face, the smile was invisible.

Mu Qingye didn't dare to touch the Heiman Snake, so he could only hold back his temper and begged bitterly, holding on to a stalemate.

"Brother Huang, Brother Huang, I was really wrong! I shouldn't have thought of that Xuehu of yours, I promise I won't even look at her in the future!"

"And the last time I let the black mastiff hurt her, it was all the emperor's fault, please forgive me!"

He blurted out a series of begs for forgiveness, showing his ugly face in front of his life.

Mu Yanzhi sneered and looked at him without saying a word.

How could such a humble, cowardly and foolish person be his younger brother?
Could it be that Concubine Xiao Gui and the wild man gave birth to each other?

In order to survive, Mu Qingye didn't care about anything, and just begged Mu Yanzhi for forgiveness.

"Hehehe..."

The boy in the wheelchair covered his lips and smiled lightly, his eyes didn't know where to look, and he didn't respond to him.

His unclear attitude made Mu Qingye feel uneasy.

Obviously this useless person has been bullied and oppressed by him, but he, Mu Qingye, has never put such a cowardly person in his eyes, what is wrong?

Since when did Mu Yanzhi change beyond his expectations.

Suddenly.

The highly poisonous black snake struck Mu Qingye's jaw with a "swish", and the blood flowed like a pillar...

His bright brocade clothes were dyed red.

"Ahhh...don't, don't kill me, ahhh!!!"

Mu Qingye was bitten by the Heiman snake, and she thought she was hopeless, her eyes were filled with hopeless fear and panic.

Spread out on the ground, curled up into a ball, convulsively twisting.

Because of being overly frightened, that handsome face was gradually turning gray at this time.

After a long while, when he thought he was hopeless, Mu Yanzhi pushed the wheelchair forward slowly.

Mu Qingye struggled to raise his head, but could only see the corners of his slender lips slightly raised.

It seemed that he saw his ugliness in his eyes, and looked extremely happy.

Mu Yanzhi was actually making fun of his embarrassment! ! !

The boy in the wheelchair stared at him lightly, his eyelids slightly curved, and said with contempt in his mouth, "What an idiot."

After he finished speaking, he steered the wheelchair away without even looking at the people on the ground.

Seeing Mu Yanzhi leave, Heiman Snake also let go of Mu Qingye's neck, took advantage of the opportunity to sneak into Mu Yanzhi's sleeve and followed him.

The two-finger-wide roller mercilessly pressed over Mu Qingye's finger. Mu Qingye hissed in pain, his brows and eyes were cold, and when he raised his eyes again, Mu Yanzhi had already walked away.

Only then did he react and touch the neck that was bitten by the poisonous thing on his neck.

Shouldn't he be dead?
Mu Yanzhi came out from the corner, and when he passed by Jiang Shuyuan, he pulled out the black man snake from his sleeve without any hesitation.

Pass it to Jiang Shuyuan.

"No, your baby."

Jiang Shuyuan suddenly became unhappy, "Hey, hey, it's really heartless not to take you to use it like this and throw it away!"

When borrowing a snake from him, he didn't have such an attitude!

Mu Yanzhi raised his eyebrows indifferently, looked at him, and suddenly let out a faint smile, "Then why don't you return the snake to me, and I'll keep it for you for a few more days?"

That smile is a bit playful.

Jiang Shuyuan trembled when he saw it, and quickly refused, "No, no, no need, my son's baby, I should take care of it myself."

This thing, others want to borrow him but still don't give it!

Hearing Mu Qingye's tragic cry from a long distance away, Jiang Shuyuan couldn't help squinting his eyes and asked with a smile, "How is the Seventh Prince doing now? Did he faint from fright?"

(End of this chapter)