Divine Doctor Mommy Is A True Big Shot-Chapter 52 - Pity for the Hearts of Parents around the

One of the black-clothed men moved fast as lightning, his wrist flicked, and his long sword gathered a slew of blade flowers, stabbing towards Mrs. Su and her son.

Suddenly, there was a hand on the shoulder, delicate and pale as if carved from jade.

The arm of the black-clothed man was seized, and the woman’s hand coiled up like a snake.

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Crack, a crisp sound, the sword in the black-clothed man’s hand fell to the ground.

His wrist was twisted back, and with two consecutive sounds, he fell to the ground, both arms broken.

“Grappling Hands.”

A look of astonishment flashed through the eyes of the black-clothed leader.

He let out a light cry, and three or four black-clothed men coordinated flawlessly, rushing forward.

The black-clothed leader thrust his sword towards Feng Bailing.

He realized that this seemingly frail woman was actually the most difficult to deal with.

The sword gleamed coldly, its light like a spiritual snake coming out of its hole, tearing through wherever it reached.

Just as the sword was about to stab Feng Bailing, the blade suddenly deviated, brushing past the side of her face.

The black-clothed leader was shocked, only to see Feng Bailing slip past him like an eel.

She had a bottle in her hand, spraying it towards those assassins attacking Mrs. Su and her son.

A cloud of smoke burst out in front of the assassins, and in the next moment, tears and snot were flying from their faces.

“Poison!”

The black-clothed leader was frightened and took several steps back.

Seizing the gap, Feng Bailing retreated to the side of Mrs. Su and her son.

“Your injuries are severe; it might have hurt your lungs.”

Feng Bailing frowned.

She handed the chili water to Mrs. Su, demonstrating briefly, and said in a low voice,

“Lady, I’ll carry you out. Everyone cover your noses and mouths. If those black-clothed men catch up, spray their eyes and noses.”

Mrs. Su opened her mouth, her eyes already filled with tears.

Over the years, her and her son’s lives had been as worthless as weeds; at a life-or-death moment, she wanted to help them, thinking of her previous behavior, Mrs. Su couldn’t help but choke up.

“For Su Wang, without your fine future, it’s better not to.”

As Feng Bailing spoke, she carried Mrs. Su without further ado.

Su Wang, too injured to speak, followed closely.

Just as the three ran out of the mostly collapsed cowshed, the black-clothed leader was anxious.

He was ordered to kill, and if the targets escaped, their master’s temper would surely punish them.

But that woman’s “poison” was too strong; he didn’t know which highly skilled elder she might be, and the three brothers who were sprayed might even go blind.

“Kill Su Wang.”

The black-clothed leader leaped forward in pursuit.

Behind them, the sword wind howled; Su Wang was injured and Feng Bailing was carrying Mrs. Su, both moving slowly.

Hearing the noise behind, Feng Bailing held her breath, her seventh sense rippling out invisibly.

The sword hissed, its direction skewed again.

The black-clothed leader was horrified.

He had killed countless people with his sword, many of whom were close to forming the Wuji Seal, but today, why the continued failures?

“Miss, you look pale.”

Mrs. Su, seeing Feng Bailing sweating profusely, was also very worried.

Using the seventh sense twice consecutively, forcefully deviating from the sword’s attack, Feng Bailing’s seventh sense had already been completely drained.

If only Dugu Wu was here.

At least he could help replenish some energy.

Feng Bailing sighed in her heart.

“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh—”

Suddenly, several cold arrows shot through the air.

There was an ambush; the opponents clearly intended to put the Su Family to death.

Feng Bailing cursed under her breath.

“Princess Feng, watch out!”

Su Wang saw several people ambushing them from all around, and in an instant, disregarding his own life, he shielded Feng Bailing and Mrs. Su, his eyes filled with resolve.

Suddenly, a light flickered.

Feng Bailing felt a cool breeze around her, like the night winds of June blowing from all directions, invigorating her spirits.

As the cold arrows struck towards Su Wang, a blue light gathered at the center of his forehead.

An ancient “Earth” character gradually appeared, from invisible to visible, becoming clearer and clearer.

Wenhua Earth Seal!

The leader in black was taken aback.

Su Wang had unexpectedly broken through to the Wenhua Earth Seal at this moment!

This man had grasped a great opportunity; amidst life and death, he had an epiphany.

Just as the cold arrows touched Su Wang, they fell to the ground.

“He must be killed!”

The leader in black knew that if Su Wang hadn’t formed the Wenhua Seal, they already couldn’t spare him, let alone now that he had formed it.

This man must be eliminated!

Several screams sounded simultaneously.

The leader in black was startled.

A ghost-like shadow, unbeknownst when, already stood by his side.

He hadn’t even noticed the other’s presence.

On the neck of the leader in black, a “red line” appeared; the next moment, he was speechless with terror.

His eyes met a refined yet cold face, with a high and straight nose, and differently colored pupils that flickered with ruthlessness.

The man on the wheelchair, though merely sitting quietly, exuded an aura that was suffocatingly horrifying, as if just being targeted by him meant one would be devoured to the bone.

Ninth Prince, Dugu Wu!

As the thought crossed his mind, that head already rolled onto the ground.

“With the Wenhua Seal formed, his energy is chaotic. Take him to the Prince Mansion.”

Dugu Wu glanced at Su Wang, somewhat surprised.

This talent had been recruited by Feng Bailing first?

Did this woman just get lucky?

Dugu Wu looked at Feng Bailing, who was now being supported by the arriving Feng Wan.

A cold fragrance wafted over, with a hint of sweetness. The moment Feng Bailing saw Dugu Wu, her whole body relaxed, and she tightly wrapped her arms around his neck, unabashedly collapsing into his embrace.

Dugu Wu tensed up, his eyebrows furrowed tightly enough to squash a few flies.

The woman’s body was soft and terrifyingly cold.

Dugu Wu’s eyes darkened, hesitated, and then felt two very soft things on his face.

His breathing became erratic; besides that night, he had never been this close to a woman.

After a while, he very stiffly pushed Feng Bailing away, this woman had already lost consciousness.

But even though she had fainted, she still clung to him like a koala, true to the saying, ‘Like mother, like daughter.’

“Sir, would you like me to get the horse carriage?”

Feng Wan, seeing his master’s gloomy face, kindly suggested.

Dugu Wu gave him a cold glance, and Feng Wan wisely kept his mouth shut.

The next moment, something that would shock him happened, despite keeping a stern face, the master actually took off his large cloak and draped it over Princess Feng.

When getting into the horse carriage, Dugu Wu didn’t let Feng Wan lend a hand at all.