Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

The rest of the men in black were dumbfounded by this scene.

They watched their eldest brother's clothes intact, but his body turned into a pile of slag. They were all shocked and terrified.

The real fight against cattle across the mountains is no less than this.

However, where is fighting cattle across the mountain now? It's nothing but pieces of flesh!

This person in front of him... who the hell is he?

How strong is he?

dark place. Those obsessive eyes were always watching Long Xiaoyu's every move, every word and every action, and he couldn't bear to blink at all.

At this moment, Long Xiaoyu raised his eyebrows slightly, and his calm and serious gaze, like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, casually glanced at the trembling men in black.

Gently, faintly, sweeping across, bleak and frosty, as cold as a sharp blade of ice.

For a split second, those men in black seemed to feel a sense of fear like walking on thin ice.

If it wasn't for the large cloaks on their bodies that concealed them well, their trembling bodies would have become more obvious.

Looking at the group of trembling men in black, Long Xiaoyu's icy eyes shone with contempt for the world, and a cold and evil smile appeared between his indifferent brows: "Next... are you going to go on the road together? Going alone?"

The implication is to die together, or to die one by one.

You know, asking His Royal Highness to send someone on the road, this is an unprecedented and rare good discussion.

Unfortunately, no one dared to discuss with him with actions!

The group of men in black looked at each other, they subconsciously wanted to escape, but it was as if a huge boulder was tied to the soles of their feet, and they couldn't move a little bit.

Can't escape! Go up and fight?

No, that is rushing to die, who wants to rush to die?

"Since no one said anything, let's go together." Long Xiaoyu was pinching his wrist all the time, but at this moment his eyes fell on the bloody mark on the back of his white hand.

This imprint... really looks more and more pleasing to the eye.

The voice of Long Xiaoyu's mouth was obviously so lazy and comfortable, obviously so careless, but it was like a series of life-threatening sounds from Shura in hell.

The sound falls and the battle begins!

In an instant, streaks of golden lights glowing with a human-loving coldness pierced through the air without a sound, and shot at the group of men in black in unison.

Finally, when the danger of death approached, those men in black were desperate to escape.

But it was too late to think about escaping at this time.

A line, but it traps them tightly like an impenetrable net.

Apart from Long Xiaoyu's direction, there was no other way for them to escape.

The wind blade golden thread hovered in front of their eyes like a dragon playing with a phoenix, piercing their hearts and gallbladders.

One of the men in black didn't seem to believe how tough a thin strand of hair could be.

He resolutely held the sharp sword in his hand and slashed from top to bottom.

In a blink of an eye, he seemed to feel that the thread was cut off, and he broke through the net with nothing.

Then, he successfully rushed out.

Seeing this, the other men in black were stunned, and after realizing it, they wanted to follow suit.

But suddenly, an inexplicable wind surged from the ground.

I saw that the man in black who had rushed out was blown down by the gust of wind.

He fell in half, upper body separated from lower body.

In an instant, all the viscera burst out like thick soup, which was shocking and disgusting.

As everyone knows, long before this scene happened, Long Xiaoyu's slender feet had already inadvertently moved a few steps.

Coincidentally, his broad back once again blocked the sight of the little woman poking her head behind him.

"..." Mu Ziling, whose sight was blocked again, had a black line protruding from his forehead.

Did this man do it on purpose?

The land is so big, why don't you go, why keep blocking her?

However, looking at Long Xiaoyu who could kill with just raising his hand but not using it, Mu Ziling suddenly felt that his current strength was as insignificant as dust.

You know, these men in black chased and killed them for two days and one night before, but now they are like ants in Long Xiaoyu's hands, they have no choice but to escape.

Mu Ziling never knew that killing people could be so simple, even saving the effort of chopping vegetables.

Staring at the tall figure in front of her that completely covered her eyes, Mu Ziling's beautiful eyebrows and pure mouth were gradually stained with a radiant smile.

This man... I haven't seen him for half a year.

She misses him so much!

It's just that Mu Ziling found something incomprehensible, why did Long Xiaoyu come here and ignore her? Even holding his back to her?

At this moment, the gust of wind had already rolled up the cloak of the man who fell on the ground, perfectly covering his tragic and dazzling scene.

Looking at the companion who was blown in half by the wind, no, the companion who was cut in half by the wind blade gold thread, and the other men in black who wanted to hold swords, secretly swallowed their saliva, and swallowed the disgusting sour taste of their stomachs rolling into their throats .

This incomparably powerful and unfathomable man in front of him...is too ruthless! Too brutal!

With the destruction of the first two accomplices, the remaining men in black will no longer engage in unnecessary confrontation with the wind blade and gold wire mesh.

At this time, one of the black-clothed men was murderous, and shouted loudly: "Rush up, we have hope of survival, kill!"

Since you can't break through the net and be the fish that slipped through the net, then put it to death and hurry up, fight!

The rest of the men in black came to their senses.

All of them held all kinds of perverted weapons in their hands, and rushed towards Long Xiaoyu's direction.

Long Xiaoyu still stood still, with an imperceptible evil smile across his quiet and startling face.

The golden wind blade in his hand was like a cold black thorn in mid-air, and it was like a raining meteor, falling wildly.

I saw the next moment——

Men in black with weapons charged forward one after another, following the golden wind blades flying around them, forcing them to run in an orderly manner one by one.

In the blink of an eye, the golden wind blade shot straight at their hard seals.

A line, a series of lines, penetrated straight through, and the seals of every man in black won the bid without exception.

"Bang dang bang dang..." There were several consecutive sounds of weapons falling to the ground.

For an instant, the surrounding voices fell silent as the weapon fell to the ground.

At this moment, the group of men in black stood in a row like dominoes, motionless.

Although they were all standing, they were all dead, silent and without blood.

Mu Ziling and Qing Ling were dumbfounded.

What does it mean to go on the road together?

Naturally, one second more is not enough, and one minute less is not enough.

So, of course, those men in black died together at the same minute and second.

And Long Xiaoyu's one-line piercing Yintang is exactly the interpretation of the meaning of "going on the road together" to the fullest.

Since it is a domino, it is natural to push one to knock down all. Qing Ling became playful, and she ran over happily.

Raising her leg suddenly, she kicked the ass of the first man in black.

immediately.

"Bang bang bang—"

The people in black who had been standing in rows were stacked on top of each other, and they collapsed neatly together.

These people are the lackeys of Gu King Leng Nanzi, so naturally they carry a lot of weird treasures.

Before receiving Mu Ziling's true instruction of "If you have an advantage, don't take advantage of the bastards", Qingling looked at the row of men in black on the ground, as if seeing gold, his eyes sparkled.

I saw her roll up her sleeves, squat down, and prepare to shop for treasures one by one...

The fighting stopped, and time stood still.

For a moment, the surrounding air also stopped flowing.

Mu Ziling stood quietly, looking at the straight back in front of her.

Long Xiaoyu stood three meters away in front of her, but the cold plum aura emanating from his body was enough to cover up the bloody smell just now.

That kind of breath is like the cold plum blossom in the twelfth lunar month, it seems to be a poison that Mu Ziling can't get rid of for the rest of her life, haunted by dreams and souls, full of sadness.

The rich and quiet cold plum aura always filled Mu Ziling's nasal cavity, but she had already inhaled this aura into her lungs suddenly.

It seemed that her lungs, which had been emptied for half a year, were filled with the domineering Leng Mei breath in an instant.

It's no longer a dream, this is the real taste, so good!

The corners of Mu Ziling's mouth slowly curled up into a graceful arc, and the eyes were shining brightly, seeming to spill out from the corners of his eyes uncontrollably.

For half a year, how many days and nights, she missed this smell all the time, and missed the owner of this smell even more.

Now that he finally came back and stood in front of him, she realized how much her lost heart missed him.

'Long time no see...Long Xiaoyu, long time no see! '

Without thinking too much about why Long Xiaoyu stood still and did not turn around, Mu Ziling silently read this sentence word by word in his heart.

Then, she raised the corners of her lips, with a soft smile on her brows, and walked towards Long Xiaoyu step by step.

When he was only half a small step away from Long Xiaoyu's back, Mu Ziling stretched out his hands and encircled his thin waist from behind.

At this moment, Long Xiaoyu's heart trembled violently as if he had received an electric shock.

However, he still restrained himself.

Just when Mu Ziling pressed her cheek against Long Xiaoyu's strong back, and was about to speak.

Suddenly, a pair of extremely cold big hands held Mu Ziling's slender hands.

She had never been afraid of the cold, but when she was held by the big hand, her body shivered suddenly, and the trembling went all the way to the bottom of her hot heart.

Before Mu Ziling could react.

She could faintly feel that pair of big hands as cold as ice, holding her little hand, and slowly pulling away the strength of her arms.

do you know? She was full of grievances and wanted to tell him;

do you know? Full of longing for half a year, she wanted to tell him;

do you know? He brought her mind full of doubts, and she wanted to ask him.

Mu Ziling subconsciously clings to Long Xiaoyu, wanting to use force, wanting to hug him tightly.

She wanted to say a thousand words, and told him every single word.

However, at this moment, with Mu Ziling's sideways face, and under his gaze, a person walked towards him.

The appearance of this person instantly shaved off all the strength of Mu Ziling's embrace of Long Xiaoyu's waist, and completely extinguished all the enthusiasm in his body and mind.

Without waiting for Long Xiaoyu to take away her hand around his waist, Mu Ziling has already consciously broken away from his cold big hand.

Her arms slowly moved away from his waist, and her body that was close to his back also left...