393 Chapter 1 Dizzy ([-])

Huangfu Wen Hong still didn't move, looking at the horrific wound, Huangfu Wen Yong felt pain for him.

When the pharmacist treated Huangfu Wen Hong's wound, the pharmacist was very disheveled. The injury on Huangfu Wen Hong's body was really terrible.

Small weapons such as barbs, steel nails, and filaments were taken out bit by bit from Huangfu Wen Hong's body.

Moreover, after taking off Huangfu Wen Hong's clothes, one can see how much damage Huangfu Wen Hong suffered before. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as bruised, even worse!

How could it be so easy for Mo Yao to strike?

Who made Huangfu Wen Hong desperately want to deal with Lan Qingyu?

If Huangfu Wen Hong hadn't thought about joining forces with Bai Xianyan and Ning Zhi'er to deal with Lan Qingyu, he wouldn't have lived in such pain.

Huangfu Wenyong looked at Huangfu Feng's favorite son being bullied by people and ghosts in horror, and his heart was filled with darkness!
"How can Huangfu Feng's son be defeated by a little setback? Huangfu Wen Hong must not let Father Huang down, or Father Father will avenge you, and you can't see this spectacular scene. Didn't Father kill them for nothing? ?" Huangfu Feng looked at Huangfu Wen Hong who was only breathing weakly on the bed, he was already old, and seeing Aiko being bullied like this!
He's not having a good time either.

Especially King Jin Moyao has always been a thorn in his heart!

As long as he saw King Jin, he felt uncomfortable all over.

"Hong'er, you are my father's darling. If something happens to you, what do you ask my father to do? How can my father bear this kind of blow? If you want to see that bitch Lan Qingyu and Mo Yao die, then Just open your eyes and see with your own eyes how miserable it is to see them die!"

Huangfu Wen Yong stood aside and sneered!
Humble microparticles dare to compete with the sun and the moon!
Overcome!

darling?Is Huangfu Wen Hong your heart and soul?

So what is he, a weed?A weed that doesn't deserve love!
Huangfu Wenyong was full of sarcasm, he looked at Huangfufeng's back, his eyes were like sharp swords, he wished he could goug out Huangfufeng's flesh one by one, dig out his heart to see if it was black or white!
Huangfu Feng cried for a while, then stopped and stood up, looking at Huangfu Wen Yong with a cold face, his voice was hoarse but ruthless, "Where is the eldest prince!"

"My son is here!" Huangfu Wenyong knew what Huangfufeng wanted to do, it was undoubtedly a moth to the flame!
But why did he say that!

"Choose five hundred and nine-level fighters, three hundred high-level warriors, one hundred intermediate generals, fifty low-level martial kings, and one martial emperor, and go and kill King Jin for me! And that bitch Lan Qingyu."

Huangfu Feng was really furious, this is the most outstanding practitioner in the palace, and he is also the hidden guard of the Western Jin imperial family.

"Yes! My son listens to the orders." Huangfu Wen Yong lowered his brows to get rid of the cold light, and then backed out.

After Huangfu Wen Yong left, Huangfu Feng looked at Huangfu Wen Hong on the bed, and at the scarred Huangfu Wen Hong, the anger in his heart became more fierce.

He rambled on to Huangfu Wen Hong, and it was nothing more than how to make up for it after he got well!

After Huangfu Wenyong left the palace, he went directly to the cultivators designated by Huangfufeng.

After Huangfu Wenyong finished ordering, and waited until night, a group of 960 and one person went straight to Prince Jin's mansion in a mighty way!

960 per person!
This number is very considerable, but their overall strength and individual strength are too weak, and they feel a little contemptuous for the little eunuchs in Prince Jin's Mansion to practice.

(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like