The fourth master clenched his fists, his eyes turned red, and a fishy-sweet smell came out of his throat.

Soulless!

I will never let you run away. If I catch you, no matter who you are, you will be dead!

He locked his gaze on Lao Ba, who also responded with an angry gaze.

The eyes of the two men met in the air, crackling and creating countless fires!

That is the light of hatred.

They all seemed to despise each other, and it was so shameless to use such a conspiracy to frame a child!

All the brothers looked at the fourth master in silence, with indescribable complexity in their eyes.

The third brother was so frightened that the veins on his forehead were pulsing and seemed ready to burst at any time.

The fifth elder brother turned away, feeling the urge to vomit.

Brother Ninth had already been rolling down and crawling down.

Twelve stared at the Fourth Master, and Thirteen stared at the Eighth Master, both thinking that this was the culprit.

It's really cruel to seize the direct line. Even if the fourth master had put Lao Shi in jail before, none of these brothers, including Lao Jiu, stood up and said anything.

There's nothing you can do about it, your skills are inferior to those of others, what can you say?

But hurting little Fugua...

Almost no one would agree.

Such a lovely child was about to bloom like a flower, and just like that, it was gone.

Too cruel.

At a glance, you can tell that this scene was carefully planned by someone.

Such a person, no matter how talented he is, cannot be elected emperor, otherwise, everyone will die.

Lao Jiu didn't look at anyone else at this moment. He had already run to Lao Ten and carefully picked up the little Fugua who had fallen unconscious.

Seeing that Old Eleven was covered in blood and half of his face was scratched, this was not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing was that his left waist was directly blocked by a branch. As a result, he probably fell too hard, so that

The tree branch was like a sword, cutting in at an angle, and blood surged up, as if it was half deep, almost cutting the person in half.

He closed his eyes and blood was flowing rapidly. The doctors hadn't arrived yet. Lao Shi's personal bodyguards were urgently treating the wound. However, because of the branches around his waist, they could only take off their clothes, raise Lao Shi's head, and wrap up the wound on his forehead.

There was another person helping him fix his ankle. But for the injury on his waist, no one could do anything about it. They could only ruthlessly tie up the stick with the person with a strip of cloth.

There was a lot of blood when I was tied up...it looked very scary.

Many of the guards have the habit of carrying around the golden medicine. When they pour bottle after bottle, it will stop the bleeding. Everyone knows that this person will definitely die if he bleeds too much, regardless of other things.

Lao Jiu hugged the little Fugua and shivered into a ball.

On the fifth day, he said politely: "Put the prince down, I want to check him for any injuries."

Lao Jiu put down the little fu melon obediently and at a loss.

He sat down on the ground with the little Fugua on top of him. On the fifth day, he and Xiao Linzi were there to check the little Fugua from beginning to end.

I took off my coat and checked. I found that there were only a few minor scratches on Little Fu Gua's body, and there was a bump on the head of the melon. I don't know where it was hit, but there was no bleeding.

How could this happen? How could this happen?

"Don't die, don't die, Lao Shi, open your eyes, don't scare your brother, he is cowardly..." Lao Jiu's tears just flowed out, and he spoke with a crying tone...
Chapter completed!