Chapter 67: Smile

The prince’s fancy things, most people know that it’s too late to help suppress them, they are better, they have to clamor to stabbing this matter out, it is strange not to be killed by the prince.

But having said that, they deserved to be unlucky when they met Ling Luoyu, a master who played the cards unreasonably.

If you follow the wind in the hall, you just go to the prince to apologize and suppress the incident as much as possible without disturbing anyone.

However, Ling Luoyu's approach was to put it to death and live afterwards.

Only when Feng Chenglin made a big mess, brought the matter to the emperor, and alarmed the holy will, could the prince escape to protect himself.

The most important thing is that once the emperor has been alarmed, the prince will not dare to move Feng Chenglin anymore, and can only spread his anger on Cao Renlong and Cao Renlong, which can be regarded as an indirect revenge for Feng Chenglin.

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Ling Mansion, East Cross Hospital.

Apart from the three Ling family grandparents and grandchildren, only Tao Ding knew about Lingyun's west context.

Ling Bufan dismissed all the subordinates in the Xikua Yard, and even ordered Tie Shi to take the Ling's army to block the Xikua Yard, not allowing any strangers to approach it.

On the periphery of Ling Mansion, the guards had tripled, and the Ling Mansion was surrounded by water, not to mention people, even a fly could not fly in.

In order to take care of Lingyunxi conveniently, Ling Luoyu also moved to the Xikuayuan these days to take care of his second uncle's daily life.

Although Ling Yunxi's veins had been opened up, years of toxins had left him with a cold air that could not be expelled, which made his veins weak and unable to control the profound energy.

Under the flower hall, Ling Luoyu was holding the Pharmacopoeia in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking, until Ling Yunxi called her several times before waking up.

"Second Uncle..."

"What do you think, so ecstatic?"

"It's okay...just looking for a kind of medicinal herb!" Ling Luoyu passed the pharmacopoeia: "This herb is called Yipingxiao. It is a kind of medicinal herb with strong yang properties. If you can find it, it can relieve the yin and poisonous cold in your body. In this way, your cultivation base can be restored!"

Regrettably, she ran all over the drugstores in the capital, but did not find this herb.

Ling Yunxi smiled lightly and closed the Pharmacopoeia: "Yu'er, the second uncle's biggest wish is to stand up. As for the cultivation level, it doesn't matter anymore..."

He smiled lightly, but his eyes showed unconcealable loss.

Ling Luoyu understood his loss.

The warrior who used to dominate the battlefield has become a waste man who cannot practice martial arts. This is no different from letting him die in a wheelchair.

Ling Luoyu squatted down on his knees and shook his hands: "Second Uncle, I won't let you down! The son of the Ling family must stand on the battlefield! For grandpa...for my father!"

"Ahem..."

A clear cough interrupted the two.

"Second commander, third master..." Feng Chenglin whispered over from the door.

Ling Yunxi had a deep deterrent to him. Every time he saw him, Feng Chenglin felt that his whole body was trembling with fat.

If Ling Luoyu were not living here, he would not want to enter the West Crossing Courtyard if he was killed.

"Yeah! Let's talk, I'm going back..." Ling Yunxi responded indifferently, turning the wheelchair back to the house.

He never had a good face to these dudes who had damaged Ling Luoyu.

If it hadn't been for Ling Luoyu's right now, he would use a stick to pull him out the first time he saw Feng Chenglin.