Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

"Mu Ziye..." Long Jiayi murmured softly in her mouth, her soft and shallow tone seemed to carry endless sadness and throbbing.

Three simple words, as light as drizzle, so small that she almost didn't even hear it, and almost didn't even realize that she opened her mouth and called the name 'Mu Ziye'.

At this moment, Ye Zimu, who was closest to Long Jiayi, didn't seem to hear her voice at all.

Ye Zimu didn't move at all, her expression remained the same, she kept staring at Mu Ziling and the others.

He turned a deaf ear and stayed out of the matter, acting as if Long Jiayi seemed invisible and didn't exist at all, and it was even more as if he didn't hear her calling at all.

Long Jiayi, who didn't seem to notice her screaming, didn't move at all, and kept the same gazing expression and movements as Ye Zimu.

As everyone knows, when Long Jiayi called out 'Mu Ziye' in a small voice——

Not far away, Long Xiaoyu, who was still concentrating on sending true energy to Mu Ziling, looked at Mu Ziling's exquisite eyebrows full of pity, and almost invisibly flickered, and then returned to normal!

...

Although Yu Wenhao and his group had left, they did not completely leave.

Because the psychedelic maze is a situation where they have no clue and can't figure out their minds at all.

Here, they believed that the existence of Long Xiaoyu and others, at least for them, was a little bit of hope that could ignite the exit of the maze.

As long as it is hope, then they will not erase all this hope, so they beg for nothing to live with him.

It would be best if they found the exit first, if not, why not take advantage of it?

...

Long Xiaoyu hugged the unconscious Mu Ziling and maintained a movement, using the bloody imprint on the back of his hand, the ray of purple streamer stored in the small box that Li En gave to him before, continuously gave Mu Ziling transmits true energy.

For the first time, Long Xiaoze and Qing Ling, two chatterboxes, had the idea of ​​not wanting to talk.

They and the ghosts and ghosts, the four of them didn't make any disturbing noises, and stood by silently, waiting quietly.

This class, from day to night, from night to the next day.

Mu Ziling, who was pillowed on Long Xiaoyu's lap, gradually regained consciousness.

Mu Ziling opened his eyes, knocked his eyelids lightly, and what caught his eyes was the misty white mist above the sky, the green pines and cypresses, the emerald green grass, the peace and tranquility.

The surrounding air... the fresh grass smell mixed with the faint cold plum scent, could not help but make Mu Ziling's heavy head gradually lighten and feel refreshed.

With a completely clear consciousness, Mu Ziling stared at the white mist curling up in front of her eyes, and a thoughtful stream of light began to overflow from her eyes.

She thought about it, they had studied all the scenes in this psychedelic maze thoroughly, and there were no clues, and the invisible white mist in front of them had been ignored by them from the beginning to the end.

white mist...

The most inconspicuous is often the most critical.

Yes, why is she so stupid? Why didn't I think of this earlier?

As if waking up from a dream and thinking of something, Mu Ziling felt annoyed, and sat up in shock: "Ah, I thought of it..."

Before the last words were finished, the words that came out of Mu Ziling's mouth suddenly turned into a painful "uh—" sound.

Long Xiaoyu had already noticed that Mu Ziling was waking up, and he immediately looked into her beautiful eyes, and he seemed a little dizzy.

When he stabilized his mind and brought his face closer to Mu Ziling's head, Mu Ziling suddenly sat up abruptly...

As a result, the heads of the two hit each other head-on.

At this moment, Mu Ziling pitifully covered the smooth forehead that hit Long Xiaoyu's chin, and muttered like a villain complaining first: "Why did you come to hit me? It hurts!"

Long Xiaoyu took away her little hand, somewhat dumbfounded, and then attached his big palm to her light red forehead, rubbing it lightly: "How is it? Is it better?"

This hand is very beautiful, the knuckles are delicate and slender, the belly is broad and soft, as if it has some kind of magical power, it seems that every gentle rubbing with care and affection can suddenly make any pain disappear, no matter what. re-exist.

"It's okay..." Mu Ziling pouted reluctantly, and then she completely remembered what she had just thought of, her eyes were full of surprise: "Long Xiaoyu, I know how to get out—"

But who knew, before she finished speaking, Long Xiaoyu interrupted her.

He stretched out his hand, gently rubbed the left arm that caused Mu Ziling's stung pain yesterday, and asked with concern and pity: "What about here? Does it still hurt?"

Mu Ziling was stunned for a moment, then she remembered that it was because of an inexplicable pain in her hands, the pain was so painful that she was unconscious.

"It's okay." Mu Ziling shook his head, then looked around.

Long Xiaoze and Qing Ling dozed off back to back.

The ghosts and ghosts are like two sculptures, standing motionless with their swords in their arms.

Ye Zimu and Long Jiayi, still like strangers, sat in a place not far away.

Yu Wenhao and his group are still far away...

Seeing the state of these people at the moment, Mu Ziling could guess that she must have been in a coma for a day and a night.

At this time, as if aware of Mu Ziling's gaze, Ye Zimu smiled knowingly at her with squinted eyes.

Mu Ziling glanced at him lightly, but didn't give any reaction. She let her eyes go naturally, turned to look at Long Xiaoyu, and asked softly, "Long Xiaoyu, do you know what's going on with me?"

If it's just an ordinary pain in the body, even if it comes out of nowhere, the star system can detect it.

But the stabbing pain before had no warning at all, and the detection of the star system was completely normal, so it was not ordinary... Mu Ziling couldn't figure out what was going on with him.

Mentioning this, Long Xiaoyu's eyes suddenly became a little dark and unfathomable.

It seems that he is not very clear about this matter.

However, this matter is related to Mu Ziling's health, and Long Xiaoyu can't afford to be negligent about it.

After thinking for a while, Long Xiaoyu stretched out his hand and rubbed Mu Ziling's head, and reminded seriously: "No matter what, if there is any more pain, remember to tell me the first time, huh?"

Seeing Long Xiaoyu's dignified expression and his irrelevant answers, Mu Ziling frowned slightly.

...Even Long Xiaoyu didn't know what was going on!

Mu Ziling's brows tightened, and she suddenly felt that the situation was serious, as if she was about to face disaster.

What happened to the sting on the star mark?

Unable to make sense of her thoughts, Mu Ziling closed her eyes, feeling heavy in her heart for a moment.

She knew very well that she had many disasters, but she never thought that the current disaster was beyond her control.

Seemingly seeing that Mu Ziling was in a bad mood, Long Xiaoyu held her in his arms distressedly, let her head rest on his strong chest, and listened to the rhythmic and powerful heartbeat, reassuring her.

Long Xiaoyu's expression was serious, and his tone was firm: "Si Mumu, with this king here, I will definitely not let you have trouble, and you will know what's going on soon, trust me!"

When he said this, Long Xiaoyu's expression was filled with deep love and delicate care, but a flash of complexity flashed in his eyes.

...It seems that this time, he must be invited to appear.

Long Xiaoyu's words were like a ray of warm sun, which shone into Mu Ziling's heart in an instant, and immediately made her feel as if she was wrapped in a sense of security, which was incomparably ironed.

That's right, with Long Xiaoyu here, why is she so anxious and worried?

Even if the disaster befalls her, with him around, she can bear it without pain.

Because, he must be able to help her solve it.

Mu Ziling felt warm in her heart, she stretched out her hand, and took the initiative to wrap her arms around Long Xiaoyu's thin waist, getting closer to him.

"En." Mu Ziling's face was pressed tightly against Long Xiaoyu's chest, like a chicken pecking rice in his arms, she nodded repeatedly: "I believe in you!"

His Mumu is so good. The corners of Long Xiaoyu's thin lips curled up softly, he hugged Mu Ziling even tighter, lowered his head, and greedily pecked and kissed her fair forehead a few times, ready to whisper something into her ear .

Suddenly, a devilish mocking voice sounded in the misty white sky: "Hahaha... how many days have passed, and none of you can break through the psychedelic labyrinth? It's ridiculous that such a lack of IQ dares to come to my prosperity. Ridiculous...hahaha..."

The voice seemed to come from far away in the sky, but the deafening tone seemed to be right next to the ears, instantly giving all the spirited people in the audience a shuddering feeling.

"Hey, who is talking here?"

"what happened?"

"Scary, this sound is so scary..."

For a moment, everyone was shocked and looked up at the place where the sound came from in the fog.

On the contrary, Long Xiaoyu unhurriedly embraced Mu Ziling and stood up.

It seems that the sky is falling at this moment, and His Royal Highness Qi Wang, who has never changed his expression before the collapse of Mount Tai, can still maintain a calm and calm posture.

Mu Ziling, who was slightly startled by the sound, saw Long Xiaoyu's complacent posture, and she suddenly guessed something.

Mu Ziling didn't say anything directly, her heart skipped a few times unsteadily.

At this moment, she didn't guess what she saw from Long Xiaoyu, but she affirmed it.

While everyone was looking for the owner of the demonic voice in shock, she swallowed her saliva and asked Long Xiaoyu in a low voice: "When did you come in here?"

Long Xiaoyu didn't hide anything, and said truthfully: "Yesterday."

It goes without saying that as soon as he entered the maze yesterday, without wasting any time, he came to find her immediately.

yesterday...

Mu Ziling couldn't help but twitched her lips twice, as if she couldn't bear it, she put one hand on her chest, and looked at the evildoer in front of her with tears in her eyes.

As if he didn't understand Mu Ziling's expression about to burst into tears at the moment, Long Xiaoyu blinked his eyes blankly but innocently: "What's wrong?"

Before Mu Ziling could say anything, that devilish ear-piercing voice in the sky rang out again in a frenzied and horrifying way.