Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

The lunatic who had chased him all the way was finally dead, but Mu Ziling couldn't be happier.

Huang Yi is dead, but she is still the sad one.

Because she is now suspended high in mid-air, the mud bodhisattva will not be able to protect herself when crossing the river.

Thinking about it before, ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties, all the way through the pass and the generals were lucky enough to break through, and it seemed that they were about to escape, but at this last moment, she played such a trick again.

Thinking of this, Mu Ziling felt extremely bitter.

The combined bad luck of the two lifetimes is not as much as the combined recent days!

Unlucky things, one crop after another, endless.

But now she is like a poor little mouse, with her tail lifted up, no matter how hard she struggles, she can't escape the bondage of the rope around her ankle.

The saddest thing was that she wanted to struggle, but now she didn't even have the strength to struggle.

However, after being hung upside down for so long, apart from feeling a bit hot from the impact of the blood on his head, and his ankles being strangled, Mu Ziling didn't feel any other discomfort or discomfort.

Could it be that some unknown heat in her body is at work again?

Whether it is or not, for now, this is definitely a good thing for her.

Therefore, this also reminded Mu Ziling of Huang Yi's last words before he died, which seemed to leave her with endless reverie.

Suddenly, Mu Ziling re-established the matter that he overthrew not long ago.

Because she has heard more than once that she knows martial arts recently, Cheng Yu also said it before, but at that time she didn't pay attention at all, she just listened casually.

But now Huang Yi said it again, which made Mu Ziling suspicious.

She revisited what happened to her recently from beginning to end.

First kicking Lin Gaohan in the corpse hole, then Chengyu, and then Huangyi, these things are connected in a series, all related to her Foshan Shadowless Foot.

It stands to reason that it is impossible for her to be so powerful as a slender woman, and there is also the matter of Huang Yi being injured by the rebound, and the matter of her suddenly flying up while running.

These things that she can't figure out, but she can understand directly, that is, she really knows martial arts as they said.

martial arts?

For a while, Mu Ziling's heart became entangled again.

Even if it is speculation and doubt, even if she is very talented, it is impossible for her to learn without a teacher, which makes people feel too incredible.

what happened?

Where is the problem?

...

After being hunted all day, I was tired and exhausted, hungry and sleepy, and my body was shaking like a hypnotic cradle.

Mu Ziling's head was full of doubts, and sleepiness struck her, her eyes began to blur and she felt drowsy.

As the night slowly fell, Mu Ziling was hanging on the tree and dangling slowly, like a hanging corpse, with his hands hanging straight down, gradually sinking into the swamp-like darkness.

Time passed slowly, and the night turned to dawn.

The first ray of warm sun at dawn, through the gaps in the shade of the trees, shone on Mu Ziling's delicate and soft sleeping face, causing her to suddenly open her eyes.

A night of deep sleep made Mu Ziling much more energetic.

She subconsciously lifted her sore head vigorously, and twisted her arms that had been drooping in a straight line all night, and became a little numb.

Then, her eyes looked around inertially.

Seeing this, Mu Ziling remembered the miserable situation he fell into yesterday.

Seeing that the world in front of him was upside down, Mu Ziling was dumbfounded for a moment.

Being hung up like this, and in the wilderness with unknown dangers, how could she still fall asleep?

It's fine if you fall asleep, and you sleep all night, maintaining a state of death, from night to day, without any consciousness.

At this moment, Mu Ziling was almost defeated by such a strange sleeping position of her own.

It is really exhausting to the extreme, anytime, anywhere, no matter what posture you can fall asleep.

But fortunately, fortunately, it was hung on a tall tree, otherwise it would be picked up by a wild beast, and it would not be known how it died.

But fortunately, she was hung up all night, and she didn't feel the uncomfortable feeling of qi and blood flowing backward and her brain congested.

If it was her who used to be panting when she walked, she would have suffered from cerebral hemorrhage and died a long time ago.

In the desolate dense forest, with the scene of standing upside down in front of her eyes, Mu Ziling's heart sank little by little, tears streaming down her face.

From the moment she was hoisted, it wasn't that she hadn't thought of a way to save herself.

She had thought about swinging herself up to that ancient tree, but let alone whether she had the strength, even if she had, such a distance would not be within reach.

So it was suspended in the air, and there was no reliable support point around. The only way she could think of was to break the rope above.

It is easy for her to break the rope, just use poison.

But such an astonishing height directly made Mu Ziling veto this method.

You know, if the rope is broken, the consequences she will face will be quite disastrous, either she will be thrown half to death, or even more tragically, her body will plummet, her head will land on the ground, and then blossom.

Thinking of these tragic consequences, Mu Ziling was like an eggplant beaten by frost, limp and helpless.

The only way is how it is not feasible.

However, going on like this is not an option!

Even if she was hanged all the time, she would be starved to death, not to mention her stomach was already growling uncontrollably.

The surroundings of the dense forest were silent and there was no sign of trouble. At this time, Mu Ziling's mood was suppressed to the extreme.

Now it's really called every day should not be, and the earth is not working!

However, just when Mu Ziling was complaining and despondent, suddenly, a strong light shone into her eyes.

This light was not the golden light of the sun, but a silver light.

It seemed that the light was a bit dazzling, Mu Ziling squinted her eyes slightly, and looked over along the light, but what fell into her eyes was a circle of upside-down figures with a white halo.

Mu Ziling blinked again, trying to see clearly.

In that halo, the inverted figure gradually became clearly visible in Mu Ziling's eyes.

I saw that person's bright silver hair, strands of which were pouring down like a piece of snow-white silk, and the warm golden sun refracted on it, shining dazzling light and scorching brilliance.

Wearing a snow-colored white robe, dragging the ground, the robe moves automatically in the absence of wind, and the sleeves flutter, so evil and charming.

But if you look closely, the spotless white robe seems to be covered with dust and dust, and there is a hint of fatigue that seems to be faintly emerging from those shining eyes.

But this can't conceal his extraordinary charm, magnificent and lingering.

However, these are not the most dazzling, the most dazzling is the silver butterfly mask on his face that can shine alone in the light.

The half of the face under the mask is fair and handsome, with bloodthirsty red lips slightly raised up, evil and enchanting.

On the mask, a pair of eyes that were as black as ink and shone like obsidian were staring at Mu Ziling with a smile at this moment.

"Ye, Ye Zimu?" Mu Ziling rubbed her eyes, and subconsciously called out, her tone was a little uncertain, more unbelievable.

The person in front of her, from head to toe, the only thing she recognized was that face, the face with the butterfly mask.

Leaving aside the shiny silver hair, the white robes and the like are not at all like the flirtatious businessman who only likes to wear red robes.

Is this person really a big profiteer who cheated her when they met?

However, it turns out that—

The corner of Ye Zimu's red mouth held a flirtatious arc, and he looked at Mu Ziling who was hanging upside down with great interest: "Oh! Boss Mu is so leisurely and leisurely! He came here to play on the swing in the wilderness."

While talking, Ye Zimu's eyes stared at Mu Ziling's exquisite and picturesque face for a long time, and then, like lightning, he scanned her whole body carefully.

In the quiet dense forest, his seemingly lazy tone of voice, but after looking at Mu Ziling, there was a hint of relief in his tone.

This voice, this accent, is really a big profiteer!

Really, really big profiteers!

Replacement as fake!

For a moment, Mu Ziling's eyes were sour, and he almost burst into tears with excitement.

Faintly, there seems to be a feeling of being lonely and helpless after waiting for a long time, and finally waiting for a loved one.

No matter how Ye Zimu found it, and regardless of what happened to his unbelievable reversed attire, the most important thing now is that she can return to land.

Finally, she can set foot on this land again... Can she not be excited, can she not be moved to tears?

Mu Ziling pursed her lips tightly, staring at Ye Zimu without blinking.

Everything he said was expressed in his eyes.

pity……

Seemingly not seeing Mu Ziling's misty eyes looking at him with misery, Ye Zimu conjured up a folding fan out of nowhere, and slowly walked over while fanning it.

Then, Ye Zimu looked around at the surrounding environment, and commented seriously: "Tsk tsk, Boss Mu, it's really good, you really know how to choose a place, this is indeed a good place to swing."

After speaking, he looked up again at the thick rope that firmly locked Mu Ziling's ankle, and commented again: "This rope is not bad, it's thick enough, and it's not afraid of breaking when swinging."

Mu Ziling, who was so excited to cry when he saw Ye Zimu, suddenly became angry when he saw his appearance that deserved a beating.

She frowned, gritted her teeth and said rudely, "Swing, swing your sister's swing!"

From an angle that Mu Ziling didn't see, Ye Zimu's mouth twitched slightly, and he muttered to himself: "It's really..."

Seeing Ye Zimu lowering her head and muttering something, Mu Ziling couldn't hear clearly, but she roared angrily, "What is it... Hurry up and put me down, grandma."

Ye Zimu tilted his head, put one hand to his ear, and asked casually, "What did you say? Who did you put down?"

"Gu..." Mu Ziling was in a hurry, and angrily stretched out her hand and nodded herself: "I, put me down quickly."

"This project is a bit heavy and tiring." Ye Zimu turned around Mu Ziling with his chin in mind, rolled his eyes, and smiled slyly: "Unless you..."

Before Ye Zimu finished speaking, Mu Ziling seemed to understand it very well, and couldn't wait to answer, "I will give you everything from Lingshan Hall, and I also have a white jade crystal table, which is also very valuable, if it is not enough..."