Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

"What did you say?" Qingling got angry all of a sudden, pointed at Yu Wenhao sharply with his long sword: "You...you killed Mu Ziling?"

Her voice was angry and excited, but with a trembling tone.

Qingling didn't even know how she asked this sentence completely.

She only knew that if Xiao Lingzi was really dead, even if she was desperate now, she would kill Yu Wenhao who was full of evil faces in front of her.

The princess is dead? ?

Ghost Shadow couldn't believe this fact.

However, at the moment he looked at Yu Wenhao, compared to the hostility just now, there was more hatred and anger that was beating abnormally.

The sword in Ghosting's hand was clanking, obviously ready to go.

Hearing Qingling's words, and seeing the two of them really thought they were dead, Mu Ziling, who was in the grass, almost didn't want to jump out, and shouted loudly: "You two idiots, I'm still alive!" good!

Mu Ziling couldn't figure out why Yu Wenhao deliberately angered Qing Ling and the others like this, but she knew that she couldn't show up until she failed to attack Yu Wenhao.

As for the way of sneak attack... She thought, she already had a way.

There was a cold light in Mu Ziling's eyes, and there was a cold luster in his eyes.

She was in the tree hole before, that tracker ball that she successfully injected with poisonous mist, even though she almost escaped death these two days, she was not willing to use it.

However, the most important reason why the stalker was not willing to use it was that it couldn't catch the best time to explode Yu Wenhao's chest.

You know, it's shameful to waste it.

But now... a good opportunity has come!

Mu Ziling narrowed his eyes dangerously, and quietly moved his steps in the hidden grass, lurking behind Yu Wenhao's undetectable position, waiting for the opportunity.

However, Yu Wenhao's deliberate probing provoked the hatred between Qingling and Guiying.

Seeing that the two of them were suddenly agitated because of his casual words, Yu Wenhao's doubts that had just been in his heart deepened.

I won't talk about the emotions of this little girl I don't know, but Long Xiaoyu's lackey has always been serious, and now...

Yu Wenhao frowned slightly, feeling a little suspicious for a moment.

However, no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't figure out what relationship Mu Ziling had with these people, no, what relationship Mu Ziling had with Long Xiaoyu.

However, after thinking about it later, Yu Wenhao was relieved again.

It doesn't matter what identity that smelly girl Mu Ziling has.

If she really has something to do with Long Xiaoyu, that would be the best.

After taking back the Linglong Flower Mother, he will kill that stinking girl to vent his hatred!

But at this moment, he is the master here, he has the final say.

A look of arrogance and arrogance floated in Yu Wenhao's eyes, and he said casually: "It's just a stinky girl, she's not enough for my palace lord to play with... Don't worry, my palace lord will let you go down to accompany her now."

Hearing Yu Wenhao say this again, panic flashed in Qingling's eyes, as if he was muttering to himself: "Little Lingzi is dead? No way..."

How could Xiao Lingzi die?

She doesn't believe it!

Qingling shook her head, with blue veins on her forehead. She stared at Yu Wenhao's insolent face, her face was livid and ferocious: "Yu Wenhao! If you dare to touch Xiao Lingzi, my senior brother will not let you go!"

brother?

Before Yu Wenhao digested Qing Ling's angry threatening words, Qing Ling raised his sword, with a hint of madness in his eyes: "I'm going to kill you!"

Qing Ling's angry voice had not yet finished, a sharp sword light from the high-raised sword slashed at Yu Wenhao viciously!

"Just because you can kill the Palace Master? It's so ridiculous!" Yu Wenhao smiled lightly, turned sideways slightly, and then dodged.

And at this time, a gloomy killing intent flashed in Ghost Shadow's eyes.

He also shot.

At this moment, the cold sword that had been clanging in Ghosting's hand stabbed directly at Yu Wenhao!

An ant may shake a big tree, it is simply beyond its capabilities!

There was a sneer on the corner of Yu Wenhao's mouth, still disdainful.

It's just that this time he didn't hide, but stretched out his hand, and the wide sleeve robe rolled in the air.

Suddenly, there was a strong wind blowing around.

The surrounding flowers and trees are constantly swaying and making noises.

This volume seems to have a very powerful adsorption force.

Qing Ling and Gui Ying suddenly felt that the sword in their hands was out of control, as if they were about to be sucked into Yu Wenhao's sleeve.

However, the faces of the two were stern and cold. They clenched the sword in their hands, and immediately injected a sharp force into the long blade.

They were full of momentum, wielding swords in their hands like a rainbow, and displayed various moves.

In an instant, Ling Guang shone in the air, and the sword energy shone.

Both Qingling and Guiying were filled with anger.

Every move they made carried a fierce murderous aura and a deadly danger.

At this moment, the two wanted to chop Yu Wenhao into pieces!

However, no matter how hard the two of them worked and how ruthless their moves were, it seemed that Yu Wenhao was not afraid of any threats.

At this moment, Yu Wenhao either easily dodged the ruthless moves of Qingling and Guiying, or was shaken away by his palm.

It seems that in front of Yu Wenhao, he is teasing two impatient little ants on the hot pot at the moment, so there is no need to bother at all.

I still have to go find that stinky girl Mu Ziling, I can't waste my time with these two ants.

Yu Wenhao narrowed his eyes slightly, and a bloodthirsty sneer flashed in his eyes.

He raised his hands, his teeth and claws spread between his palms, like two magnets with strong attraction.

In an instant, a stronger adsorption force than before attracted the sharp swords of Qingling and Ghosting Thunderbolt Dance, and was caught by Yu Wenhao.

Then look at Qingling and ghosts who have lost their weapons and have become unarmed.

The weapon in his hand was sucked away by Yu Wenhao, and the two of them were not much better for a while.

Because the adsorption force that Yu Wenhao erupted was too strong, even if he grabbed the sword, the adsorption force was still like a tornado, extremely powerful.

If it wasn't for the two of them trying their best to hold down their footsteps, even they couldn't help being sucked in the direction of Yu Wenhao.

The suction force was too strong, Qingling and Guiying began to be sucked forward tremblingly, and the facial features on their faces were all deformed by the suction.

They no longer had the ability to attack, so they could only try their best to stay calm, preferring to die rather than submit.

And the situation at this moment looks like a pimp is being pulled between the two parties.

One side tried to pull, and the other tried to hold it down.

Seeing that the two were still resisting with all their strength, Yu Wenhao laughed coldly: "What? Don't you want to die honorably at the hands of the Palace Master?"

While laughing wildly, his hand suddenly moved violently.

With this movement, it was as if the invisible thong between them had been torn off.

Being sucked forward once, and then released again, the consequences can be imagined.

In an instant, Qingling and Guiying couldn't restrain their steps forward, but they were blown away by the sudden suction force.

For a moment, the two were reflected back.

The soles of their feet scuffed and dragged on the ground, billowing smoke and dust on the ground.

Perhaps it was due to inertia, and they couldn't control it at all. Qing Ling and Gui Ying were both thrown backwards, unable to stop.

In the end, they were forced to retreat into a river that was not too deep and not too shallow not far behind them, splashing a large splash of water.

But at this time, Yu Wenhao's attack was not over yet.

"Since you don't want to dirty the hands of the Palace Master, then let your weapons end you!" Yu Wenhao grinned ferociously, and was pushed forward by the two sharp swords held in his palms.

As the two sharp swords were firmly controlled by Yu Wenhao, they were like arrows leaving the string, tearing the air, and flew towards Qingling and Ghosting violently.

However, at this critical moment, a long whip like hemp rope appeared out of thin air.

The long whip appeared unexpectedly, and it was even more unexpected.

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound.

I saw that the long whip directly chopped down the sharp sword that Liang Bing was heading towards Qing Ling and the others in mid-air.

Immediately afterwards——

"Bang bang bang!" Two sounds of weapons falling to the ground.

Qingling and Guiying, who had already fallen into the river with heavy injuries and desperately thought that they were going to die by their own sword, hadn't realized what was going on.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise that they had heard several times and were very familiar with.

"boom--"

It's the sound of a stalker popping!

Qing Ling and Gui Ying looked blankly at the place where the tracker ball exploded, which was also where Yu Wenhao was standing.

It was obviously a tracer ball that exploded, but the smoke that burst out was not the curling white smoke they had seen before, but a violent bloodthirsty red smoke.

What's more, compared with the white smoke from the trailing ball, the dense and billowing smoke had a wider explosion range, and even faint red smoke was floating around them.

There is also a faint aroma floating in the red smoke, which is fresh and pleasant, and people can't help but want to take two more puffs.

what happened?

Qingling and Guiying's eyes widened, dumbfounded.

And at this moment, Yu Wenhao's furious, gnashed teeth roared from the billowing red smoke: "Mu, Zi, Ling!"

His voice was like a lion that was suddenly provoked, shaking the sky and the earth.

Before Qing Ling and Gui Ying could recover from the shock of Yu Wenhao's three thunderous words, a figure appeared in front of them that made them jump for joy.

I saw Mu Ziling leaping out of the grass beside him like a nimbly jumping rabbit.

With a movement of her figure, she stood up with the two swords that had just been whipped to the ground by Ziying Jin, and then ran to the river, standing in front of Qingling and Guiying.

Mu Ziling's speed was almost like lightning, racing against time.

Then, like a fairy emerging out of nowhere from the billowing smoke, she made Qingling and Ghosting who were already a little dumbfounded even more dumbfounded.

Little Spirit!

princess!

The two people whose whole bodies were submerged by the river, leaving only one head exposed, couldn't believe it, as if they were dreaming, they sat in the river in a daze, dumbfounded.

Mu Ziling accurately threw the poison mist antidote from the burst stalker ball into their slightly opened mouths due to shock, and urged angrily: "You two idiots, get up quickly and run away!"

Because the smoke from the tracer ball has a wide range, she did not use strong poison when injecting the poisonous smoke before, so as not to hurt others and herself in the end.

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