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Chapter 1451 Who dares to hurt my son?

You must know that this spar is an amulet he made specially for He'er.

The function of this amulet is that when the owner encounters a life-or-death crisis, the amulet will break and protect the owner from disaster. But now there are so many cracks on the amulet, which obviously shows that his He'er is suffering inhuman torture.

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"Who is it? Who dares to hurt my son?" Feng Jinyu's eyes were red, his hair stood on end, and his face was ferocious. A powerful and overwhelming anger burst out from him, directly overturning the roof.

This roar mixed with spiritual power spread throughout the imperial capital and awakened everyone in the imperial capital.

Imperial Palace, Imperial Study Room.

Emperor Yu Wen, who was working on the memorial at his desk, suddenly heard such a sound. His hand holding the pen paused slightly, and a drop of red cinnabar fell on the memorial in front of him, and it spread out.

"Feng He, go and see what happened to make the king of the different surname so angry."

"Yes, Your Majesty, I will go take a look right now."

Conversations like this were repeated elsewhere in the imperial capital.

When Eunuch Fenghe came back, Emperor Yuwen got a message, "Your Majesty, Prince Feng, it is said that something happened to his little prince, and he has not come back to listen to them yet. It seems that he was caught by the gangsters, and

Things don’t seem to be going well now.”

"oh?"

Emperor Yu Wen raised his brows and looked a little surprised, "It's really a surprise that Prince Feng from Prince Feng's Mansion has been lost. I'm afraid it's not that simple. Feng Jinyu's guy is going to go crazy now."

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Feng Jinyu was not only mad, he was even about to lose his mind.

He used all means, but in the end he couldn't find anyone. Looking at the crystal in his hand, there were more and more cracks on it, and his face became more and more ugly. A cold aura emanated from him, and that strong

The pressure forced everyone to stay away from him, and no one dared to get close.

"Bang." Near the end of the day, in the dark basement, a figure in a cell was thrown heavily to the ground. His whole body was slumped there like mud, unable to move. If it hadn't been for him every few seconds,

His chest rose and fell slightly within seconds, and he might have thought he was dead.

"Wow."

The ice-covered water was splashed on the people on the ground by a man in black. The man's body shivered and he shivered from the stimulation. He slowly opened his eyes and felt a violent surge in his body.

The pain hit him, it was cold and painful, making him feel like he was in hell.

"Ahem", Feng Shuhe coughed twice with difficulty, his voice was extremely weak. He wanted to push himself up and get up, but his body was weak and the pain was so painful that he didn't even want to move.

Phew~

He exhaled sharply.

Try to avoid touching the wound with your movements.

However, at this moment, every part of his body was hurt. When he moved like this, the wounds were inevitably touched, and the pain immediately made him grin.

Da da da.

Slight footsteps slowly approached him. Every time these footsteps fell, he felt as if they were stepping heavily on his heart, making his heart sink a little bit more.

After a while, with his vision blurred, he saw a pair of black shoes stopped in front of him. He raised his head with difficulty and looked up along the shoes. What he saw was the one he was most frightened of.

Nightmare.

His pupils shrank into a line, the muscles in his body tensed up tightly, and fear made his face turn pale for a moment.

But even so, he still took a strong breath, adding a little more momentum to his weak voice, "Whatever you want to do, just come over. I won't tell you the antidote. Even if I die,

There is also his friend Leng Wuyou who will die with me, and he will live with guilt all his life, and I will make him have no peace at all."

Feng Shuhe's face was ferocious and twisted, like a ghost, roaring hysterically.

An Ye's brows were knitted together tightly, and he looked at the person paralyzed on the ground with a heavy gaze.

He was obviously scared to death before, and he screamed in pain every time, but when it came to this matter, he refused to say anything, and his teeth were so tight that it was as if they were stuck with sticky fruit.
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