Dressed as a sweet bag in the heart of a tyrant

Chapter 167 No worries to save Xu Manrong
"e..."

Xu Manrong only felt that it was difficult to breathe, and her neck was in burning pain, and she couldn't speak at all.

Facing Wei Chen's cannibalistic gaze, Xu Manrong nodded hastily.

Wei Chen's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously squeezed his neck tightly: "Where is it? Where is the queen's mother and concubine?"

It's not like he didn't never think about the possibility that the mother concubine might still be alive.

However, Xu Manrong is so ruthless, how can he give mother and concubine a little bit of life?
Because of this, he became more and more ruthless towards this woman.

Never thought, is the concubine mother still alive?

"Well……"

"Let... let go... I..."

The strong sense of suffocation made Xu Manrong fearful.

This is the second time!
The second time in this man's hands, I felt that death was so close to me.

Last time she had the system, so she didn't have to worry about her own safety at all.

But this time, the system disappeared strangely.

Wei Chen hated her so deeply, she might lose her life anytime now.

Thinking of this, Xu Manrong couldn't help but tremble all over.

"you you……"

She tried her best, but still couldn't break free from Wei Chen's hands of death.

At this moment, Wuyou, who couldn't bear to watch anymore, finally spoke out.

"Warlord, don't you want to find out the whereabouts of your mother and concubine?"

"..." Wei Chen was taken aback.

He turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound.

At some point, Wuyou had returned to the crystal ice coffin.

At this time, he was propping his head with one hand, staring at him with great interest.

Wei Chen: "..."

After reacting, he let go of his hand and threw Xu Manrong towards the crystal coffin.

With a loud "bang", Xu Manrong was slammed on the ice coffin.

"Crack... Kick..."

The crystal ice coffin was hit hard and began to gradually shatter.

There were traces like spider webs.

"!!!" Jumped out of the ice coffin without any worries, and looked at Wei Chen with a gloomy face: "Zhan Wang, are you crazy!"

Wei Chen walked over to Wuyou's side, and said calmly, "This king thinks that the ice coffin takes up too much space."

Worry-free: "... strong words and unreasonable words."

At the end, I added one more sentence: "It's extremely stupid."

"..." Wei Chen.

He narrowed his eyes, what was he about to say?
But Wuyou continued to say: "Zhan Wang, I don't understand!"

"What the hell are you always proud of in front of me?"

"Really think that my son is a soft persimmon, can't be pinched casually?"

"If I hadn't saved you back then, you would have died a long time ago, alright?"

"My son is wondering, are you royals so shameless and ungrateful?"

"Back then, after you got the phoenix blood, although the little milk baby sucked most of the toxin for you, if I didn't control the spread of the toxin for the two of you, do you think you can still stand in front of me and play tricks?" Prestige?"

"..."

Wuyou was like pouring beans, expressing all the dissatisfaction in his heart.

"!!!" Wei Chen.

He closed his eyes, darkness gathered in his eyes, and finally clenched his hands.

Just as he was about to punch him, Wuyou's unbearable voice came to his ears again.

"The king of war had better think clearly before doing it! I am the master of the little milk boy."

Wei Chen's light words successfully made Wei Chen pause.

The fist was just raised in the air, unable to advance or retreat.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Xu Manrong who was about to sneak away, and he simply smashed all the strength accumulated in his fist on her body.

"boom!"

"Bang!"

After a few muffled sounds, it was Xu Manrong's scream.

"Ouch!"

"Ah ah ah..."

"It hurts!"

Xu Manrong's face turned grim due to the pain, and he was hit on the acupuncture point on his back, pulling all the nerves in his body.

The whole person is constantly trembling.

"..." Seeing this, Wuyou's eyes twitched.

Tsk, it really deserves to be Wei Chen.

This shameless skill is mastered with perfect proficiency.

Isn't he worried that if he beats someone to death, he will never be able to find his mother and concubine?

"Tut tsk tsk..." Wuyou shook his head, chuckled carelessly and said, "What a... poor boy!"

Hearing the voice, Xu Manrong seemed to have suddenly discovered Wuyou.

She stretched out her hand and shouted feebly, "My lord, save...help me!"

The only person present who could save her was Wuyou.

She could feel that if her injury was not treated, she might be paralyzed in this life.

She didn't want to just die here and let all her years of hard work go to waste overnight.

Thinking of this, she hurriedly said, "Young Master Wuyou, don't you want to know the secret about Tianyou?"

"Or, where did I get the poison of the Phoenix's divine blood?"

"How could the chronic poison that was given to Wei Chen every day survive for such a long time?"

"All of this, I can give you the answer!"

Xu Manrong wondered if Wuyou would help her?
She is gambling!
If this person doesn't help her, she might really be doomed...

Hearing Wuyou's words, the smile on his face disappeared immediately.

He stared at Xu Manrong for a long time in silence, the expression in his eyes was unclear.

After a long time, he chuckled lightly and said, "It's really a cute little thing!"

As cute as the little thing he kept in the cage.

When they realize that death is coming, they can't help but fight back stupidly.

As everyone knows...

This will only make you die faster.

Worry-free said: Stupid!
Stupid.

Xu Manrong didn't know what Wuyou was thinking, seeing that he didn't ignore him, she immediately felt a little relieved.

She said: "Young Master Wuyou, save me, save me, please?"

"As long as you are willing to save me, I am willing to tell you everything and use it for you."

"Young Master Wuyou, I am very useful, really!"

"Please help me! Please..."

"..."

Wuyou folded his arms around his chest and stared at Xu Manrong condescendingly, looking with satisfaction at the light of hope in her eyes as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

"Tsk..." Wuyou smiled evilly, "You want me to save you?"

Xu Manrong nodded hurriedly after hearing the words: "Yes, please save me."

"Okay~" Wuyou nodded.

There was danger and treachery in his eyes, but there was a flamboyant and evil smile on his face.

He squatted down, and sure enough he started to heal Xu Manrong's wounds.

There is no ambiguity at all.

Moreover, in order to save Xu Manrong from suffering, he even gave her a secret medicine.

The moment the secret medicine entered, Xu Manrong really felt much more comfortable.

Even the acupuncture point that was hit by Wei Chen just now was untied with Wuyou's help.

Wuyou seemed to be in a very happy mood, and deliberately helped Xu Manrong up from the ground.

"Is it better?" he asked.

Xu Manrong was inexplicably cold: "...Okay, it's much better."

"Thank you, Mr. Wuyou."

(End of this chapter)