Just give him a few punches and beat him to the point of crying for his father and mother, but he's actually about to die?
"It's okay, it's okay. Give him a pill to wake him up."
Xiang Qiyan took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, poured a pill from it, and stuffed it into the mouth of Ming Fucheng, who was lying on the ground and had not yet breathed out.
"King-level Resurrection Pill, although it cannot bring the dead back to life, it can heal the injuries on the body as quickly as possible. Let's wait and try again later."
he said.
"How many pills do you have, and how many more are there?" Zhan Beiye asked immediately.
"What do you want to do?"
Xiang Qiyan looked at him and asked.
There must be nothing good in this, right? Why ask him?
"Look at how stingy you are. Don't I think this guy deserves a beating? Besides, have you beaten him enough?" Zhan Beiye looked at Xiang Qiyan with a smile and asked him.
"Let's feed him a few more Resurrection Pills and hit him a few more times."
"That's a good idea."
Xiang Qiyan immediately became happy and looked at Ming Fucheng, who was lying motionless on the ground, with evil intentions.
"You... you..."
Ming Fucheng could not say a word now, but this did not prevent him from hearing the conversation between the two.
Devils, these two people are simply devils. How dare they treat him like this? He is the prince of the Yueming Empire, and will also be the prince in the future. How can they torture him like this?
"Zhan... Zhan Beiye, I am from the Yueming Empire, aren't you afraid that I will... deal with the Zhan Ling Empire in the future?" After taking the Resurrection Pill, his body slowly recovered, and he looked weakly
Zhan Beiye opened his mouth.
"Let's wait until someone reaches the position of the Great Emperor." Zhan Beiye smiled coldly at him.
If such an idiot hadn't been sent to Hua Yan Jue when he was a child, how many days would he have been able to survive in the Yueming Empire?
Ming Fucheng has really never tried the cruelty of royal disputes. How dare you talk nonsense here, thinking that you can take the position of the emperor of the Yueming Empire?
This is really a dream come true!
"It's almost recovered." Qian Jiyun reminded the two of them.
He didn't have any bad taste in front of these two people. He only needed to beat Ming Fucheng once.
Of course, after these two people are angry enough, it will be up to him to decide how Ming Fucheng returns to the camp alive.
It's impossible to leave just because you're a little hurt.
"That's right, I didn't even notice it if you didn't remind me."
Xiang Qiyan clenched his hands into fists again and looked at Ming Fucheng with a smirk on his face. Beating people was his favorite thing to do.
"Ah...you...stop, stop...ah!"
After a while, Qian Jiyun stepped aside and watched as Ming Fucheng was beaten like a pig's head again by the two men, but this time, Ming Fucheng was more capable and was able to say something to make the two men stop.
.
‘Bang!’
A heavy object was thrown to the ground by Rong Bo who came from a distance.
"Master, Ye Chenglin's subordinates have captured him."
With a delicate moan, Ye Chenglin gritted her teeth and looked up at the man in front of her.
At this moment, she was in a mess, but Qian Jiyun was aloof and spotless. This was completely different from what she had imagined before.
Looking at Ming Fucheng again, I thought he was such a powerful person, but I didn't expect that he was vulnerable to Qian Jiyun.
Not only that, Qian Jiyun also invited two people to see what happened in Mingfucheng!
