shock!The tyrant's group pet cub is the daughter of heaven

Chapter 685 Lord Mozun, why is your mouth so hard!
Looking at Bai Zhi'er's bright black eyes, Ren'er was only looking at Fang Wushe.

Feng Fuce pressed his fingertips between his eyebrows, leaned on the seat, and said coldly, "I'm going to die of anger."

After that, he closed his eyes and breathed slowly.

Avoid your own impulse and directly kill Fang Wushe here.

Seeing him close his eyes, Bai Zhi'er was so frightened that the little guy jumped up in front of Feng Fuce.

"Brother Fuce, you can't die! Grandpa Langzhong, you'd better come and show him! He's going to die, woo hoo."

Not to be outdone, Fang Wushe cried out in pain.

"My arms, my fingers, are numb and numb!"

Bai Zhi'er was so frightened that her little face panicked: "It's so serious, oh, it's over, Brother Wu She will also be abolished!"

The old man ran to the left for a while, and ran to the right for a while.

In the end he couldn't take it anymore.

"Enough!" The old man waved his hands, expressing helplessness and anger.

He frowned, and said bitterly: "The two sons are both young men, much stronger than me, an old man!"

"I have wind-cold legs, running back and forth, it hurts! If you keep making trouble like this, I'm afraid I will be the first to die of exhaustion and anger."

In the end, the old doctor prescribed two medicines and handed them to Fang Wushe and Feng Fuce respectively.

"This one is for promoting blood circulation and dredging collaterals, this one is for calming the nerves and nourishing the lungs, it is suitable for both of you, take it and go!"

Probably because he was afraid that they would make trouble again, the old man didn't even charge the consultation fee, and directly pushed them out of the medicine hall.

Bai Zhi'er Nuonuo shouted: "Oh! Grandpa Langzhong!"

The old man waved his hands without looking back.

In this way, the little guy still kept the silver and asked Ah Ruo to put it on the table.

About to leave, Bai Zhi'er looked at Feng Fuce: "Brother Fuce, do you want to take our carriage and go back together?"

Feng Fuce gave the little guy a cold look.

He said lightly: "No need, you can give Fang Wushe this useless person."

Bai Zhi'er pouted: "Okay, remember to take the medicine prescribed by the doctor's grandfather, I don't want you to die of anger."

Afterwards, the little guy turned around: "Brother Wushe, let's go."

Fang Wushe didn't try to be brave, and got into the carriage directly.

Bai Zhi'er and Ah Ruo turned up, and the three left in a car.

Feng Fuce's complexion was instantly darker than before.

She just left? !
Lu Wang silently watched the whole incident by the side.

He has only one feeling.

Lord Mozun, why is your mouth so hard!
but.

Lu Wang suddenly thought of one thing.

His deep eyes, with confusion, looked at the carriage that had gone away.

Didn't that little fairy A Ruo sprain her ankle?
How come it's so comfortable to walk just now.

Moreover, he did not let the doctor see him.

strange!
Before Lu Wang could think carefully, Feng Fuce had already got on his horse.

The Shura envoys quickly stepped on their saddles as well.

Lu Wang asked: "My lord, where shall we go now?"

Feng Fuce's eyes were dark and cold.

Only said one word.

"Chase."

After finishing speaking, the young man pulled the reins and left in the dust.

Bai Zhi'er sent Fang Wushe to Fangfu.

General Fang, who was still recovering from his wounds, heard that the princess was coming, so he hurriedly greeted her personally.

Knowing that Fang Wushe was injured, his upright and handsome face was full of gratitude.

"The dog has no shape, it's causing trouble to Her Royal Highness." General Fang cupped his fists to thank him.

Bai Zhi'er waved her little hands: "It's okay, Sister Youzhen and Brother Wushe are my good friends, since they have been sent back, I'll go first! Goodbye, Uncle General~"

Fang Wushe hurriedly said: "Sister Zhi'er, it's noon, why don't you stay and eat before leaving?"

(End of this chapter)