Is the prince infertile?The lady was so happy!

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Fatong said in a low voice, "The poor monk doesn't know these things, and he doesn't know any secret arts."

"is it?"

Fuyu flipped his hand, snapped off one of Hua Ruoxi's fingers.

Hua Ruoxi screamed miserably and passed out.

Fatong trembled all over and could no longer keep his composure.

"Where is King Xuan?" Fu Yu asked.

"Prince Xuan drank the medicine earlier and is sleeping."

"You use the soul-moving technique to exchange the souls of the young master and King Xuan!"

"No!" Fatong flatly refused.

"What are you hesitating for?" Fu Yu sneered, "King Xuan won't live for a few more days, don't you want him to live for a long time? Aren't you best friends?"

Fatong said angrily, "That's not him!"

"Why not." Fu Yu said indifferently, "I have to remind you of one thing, I am not discussing with you now, I am ordering you." His hand caught Hua Ruoxi's neck, and he slowly closed it , "If you don't want to watch her slowly being tortured to death by me, just do as I say!"

Fatong's heart is struggling, but his reason is still: "No, I can't do that."

"Sigh." Fu Yu sighed, "It seems that you don't care about this woman's life or death. Then, I have to add a little more bargaining chips. Bring her here!"

As his voice fell, a person jumped down from the courtyard wall.

This person was dressed in a blue shirt, with a blue veil wrapped around his face, and with a slim figure, he was recognizable as a woman.

With a sack in her hand, she walked over with ease and untied the sack.

Seeing the person in the sack clearly, Fa Tong lost his voice: "Master!"

"Hey, plus this old monk's life, do you think we can make a deal?" Fuyu smiled wickedly.

The woman in blue lifted Master Huiyuan up and punched him in the stomach with her fist.

Master Huiyuan groaned in pain, his gray beard trembling.

Fatong's heart ached so much that he couldn't help crying: "Master, Master..."

"Do as I say, or I will torture the two of them to death slowly and little by little." Fu Yu said, slapping Hua Ruoxi hard on the face.

Hua Ruoxi's two teeth fell out, and her mouth was full of blood.

Fatong collapsed, fell to his knees, and cried, "Don't do this, please, don't torture them like this..."

"I know, you will compromise. Come on, I have prepared what you need, don't waste time, otherwise they will die."

Fu Yu threw Hua Ruoxi to the woman in blue, then pushed Tang Qing's wheelchair and walked into the house.

Fatong looked at the dying master, Hua Ruoxi, whose face was covered with blood, let out a sob from deep in his throat.

"Go!" The woman in blue kicked the old monk. The old monk spit out a mouthful of blood and lay on the ground like a puddle of mud.

"No, don't do this, I'll go, I'll go now!"

Shaking and crying, Fatong turned around, followed Fuyu, and staggered into the room.

……

Ying Ning heard someone calling her name.

She desperately opened her eyes, and immediately felt a sharp pain in the back of her head.

The memory before coma came back, Ying Ning yelled "Ci'er" and got up abruptly.

It was already dusk, and the surroundings were dark.

Seeing Ci'er lying on the side, she quickly picked him up, touched his head and breathed, "Ci'er, Ci'er, wake up!"

Ci'er groaned a few times, opened his eyes, looked at Yingning, then looked around, and asked blankly: "Mother, it's getting dark, where is this?"

"We're still in Sanhua Nunnery. Ci'er, don't talk yet."

Ying Ning was sure that he was fine, so she relaxed, pulled him to stand up, and walked into the house.

Her heart was pounding involuntarily.

Her intuition told her that something had happened.

(End of this chapter)