"Xiao Ya, is there something wrong with Little Disciple Sun?"

"Yes." Ji Wuya nodded, and said solemnly: "The third prince came back from the frontier with serious injuries, and he said that he must find you."

"The third prince is unconscious now, and all the imperial doctors are helpless."

"Yuan, let's go to the palace." Luo Xiaoman didn't say much, and said directly to Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan nodded, quickly picked her up, and sat on Da Bai.

The corners of his lips raised slightly, and since he couldn't hold him like before, he just came to hold him.

"Wow!" Da Bai yelled, leading them to rush.

He had completely given up resistance now, and resistance was useless anyway. Sister Chi was bought again and could only admit it.

"Oh, little master, wait for me!" Before Ji Wuya recovered, he saw Luo Xiaoman rushing out and hurriedly chased him.

However, how did he feel that after the big brother came back, he seemed to be more and more courageous.

Soon, Luo Xiaoman and others came to Yushen Palace.

As soon as she walked into Zhu Ying's bedroom, she saw Zhu Yingtian frowning, looking at Zhu Ying who was lying unconscious on the bed.

"Great godfather."

"Xiaoman, you are here."

Zhu Yingtian turned around and saw Xiaoman walking in, his frowning eyebrows could not help but stretch out.

"How is the third prince?" Luo Xiaoman asked.

"Oh, Ying'er is unconscious now, and the imperial doctor can't find the reason." Zhu Yingtian sighed and said with a worried expression: "However, before he was in a coma, he kept saying that he was looking for you. "

"Xiaoman." Suddenly, Mo Yuan frowned and glanced at Luo Xiaoman.

Luo Xiaoman nodded his head, and then said to Zhu Yingtian with a smile on his face: "Daddy, the third prince will be fine, but now you have to go out first."

"Okay, Xiaoman, Ying'er will ask you."

With that said, Zhu Yingtian went out and took the door by the way.

"Yuan, what do you feel?"

"It's evil!" Mo Yuan squinted his eyes and stared at Zhu Ying on the bed. "From the moment I entered, I felt an evil spirit emanating from Zhu Ying."

Luo Xiaoman raised his eyebrows. This was similar to Yingxue's situation. It's no wonder that the imperial doctor was helpless.

"It looks like Xiao Qiqi has to come over."

"No need to."

Mo Yuan walked over and said indifferently: "I can also drive away evil spirits now."

"Okay." Luo Xiaoman didn't have the slightest doubt, and took a step back to make it easy for Mo Yuan to perform.

Mo Yuan's eyes gleamed slightly, then he lifted his grasp and grabbed Yan Prison.

Immediately afterwards, he put Yan Prison on the ground, a suction burst suddenly, and rolled towards Zhu Ying.

Under the action of this suction, Zhu Ying's body was trembling constantly, and some black breath permeated.

"Come!"

Mo Yuan let out a soft drink, and the black breath was immediately absorbed by Yan Prison.

As the black breath disappeared, Zhu Ying slowly opened her eyes and looked at Luo Xiaoman blankly.

"Little Master?"

"Little disciple, long time no see."

Zhu Ying's pupils shrank, and they bounced quickly, "Little Master, you must help me this time!"

"No hurry, speak slowly." Luo Xiaoman curled his lips and said calmly: "You have to let me know the whole story, right?"