Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

At this time, the feudal prince is like a poisonous snake that has been lurking for a long time. He unexpectedly encounters an enemy that he wants to destroy, and the venom that has accumulated for a long time is about to explode.

He fixedly stared at Long Xiaoze's rough and violent eyes, and said in a voice: "Stinky boy, let me find you easily, you dare to break ground on Tai Sui's head, you dare to hurt Xiaotian, you are not small, let's see where you can hide this time!"

Long Xiaoze's heart trembled slightly, but on his face, he smiled like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water: "Hahaha...don't be kidding, I am also out to mess around, I am not afraid of the sky and the earth, will I be afraid of you? And you said that I will run away? There is no such thing!"

At the end, he looked at the ghost in a blink of an eye, and asked coquettishly and arrogantly: "Daredevil, the young master usually takes you around, have you ever met the young master, who am I afraid of?"

Talking nonsense with your eyes open, without drafting a draft, is nothing better than this Young Master Long.

On weekdays, it is not uncommon to see Young Master Long twitching the corners of his mouth calmly when he sees his master like a mouse seeing a ghost of a cat, and gives Long Xiaoze a self-seeking look, without answering.

"You don't have to be arrogant here, kid." The prince of Fan stared at Long Xiaoze sharply, full of haze and hostility: "Before the emperor's uncle has done anything, just obediently arrest him with nothing to do, and follow the emperor's uncle back to the palace to accept the crime."

"Arrested with nothing? Go back to the palace to accept the crime? It's a joke!" Long Xiaoze rolled his eyes towards the sky, raised his head and chest, full of anger: "I said, uncle, you think I'm stupid and didn't take medicine... What if I go back to the palace? You don't know, my emperor's father can't control me in the palace.

Poor Long Xiaoze didn't know that his words were like plucking the tiger's hair, and he would have killed himself quickly, but even if he knew, he would still dare to pluck the tiger's hair.

Because in his young master Long's world, there is no such thing as obediently surrendering and pleading guilty. In terms of generous figure, he has lost, but his momentum cannot be lost!

The ghost secretly shook his head, from the beginning he gave Long Xiaoze a self-seeking look, which evolved into hopeless sympathy and silent mourning.

Although this feudal lord looked like a brute martial artist, he was experienced in many battles and was powerful. In front of this martial artist, Young Master Long's small arms and legs looked like a paper tiger no matter how he looked at him. With just a few moves of his fingers, he could easily destroy his slender arms and legs.

So did the reality.

Long Xiaoze looked like a fool and owed a beating, which completely angered the prince of Fan. He was full of anger and sneered: "You bastard, since you can't control you, then this king will teach you a good lesson for him today, you ignorant bastard. I want you to pay back the pain that Xiaotian has suffered these days."

After listening to the confrontational conversation between the two, Qing Ling remembered how Long Xiaoze provoked the old Man Niu in front of him. It turned out that the old Man Niu came to avenge the little Man Niu.

Back then, when Long Xiaoze was teasing Xiao Man Niu on the street, she was also watching the show.

I still remember that at that time, Long Xiaoze's play against the little man ox was wonderful enough, but now he might be even more exciting and exquisite against the old man ox.

Qing Ling was thinking with great interest that she was already sitting by the fire again, continuing to eat melon seeds, as if she had become a melon-eating crowd waiting to watch a good show.

After sternly speaking, the Prince of Fan's anger was replaced by hostility, his fists were clenched and he strode towards Long Xiaoze to kill.

Seeing this, Long Xiaoze's heart suddenly became high, and he secretly cried out that it's not good.

Oh my god, how is this just a bad guy? He is simply a heinous villain.

If he didn't run away, it would be bad if he was smashed into meatloaf by the fierce fist of the wicked emperor uncle.

The ability to act is often faster than thinking, Long Xiaoze suddenly became agitated, he had already let go of his legs without hesitation, and ran away quickly.

While running, he still didn't forget to put down his words: "Master, I'm not afraid of you, it's just that since the New Year's Eve, it's unavoidable to see blood. That's unlucky and unlucky, so the green mountains will not change, and the green water will flow forever. See you next year."

Qing Ling, who was originally planning to sit aside and watch the play, was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help shouting in cheers: "Long Xiaoze, where's your backbone? Aren't you very thick-skinned? What are you running around... They say it's better to be broken than to be whole, so you rush to fight, don't show mercy, let go."

That fellow Long Xiaoze didn't turn his head back, and hummed sullenly: "Let's keep the green hills, don't worry about running out of firewood, I'll come back, sir—"

But who knew, something was wrong before his voice fell.

I saw——

Long Xiaoze's legs seemed to be equipped with electric motors, and his running speed was fast enough, but he underestimated the fast pace of the Lord Fan's one step and made him walk three steps, and he did not estimate the distance between him and the Lord Fan in advance, which was too close to be ignored.

So, what follows is sad.

Long Xiaoze ran and ran, and ran a certain distance safely.

However, soon, a Tathagata paw stretched out from behind him, and lifted him up into the air, like a chicken, without any effort and without any warning.

Long Xiaoze, who didn't notice it for a while, was puzzled here.

It's really strange, the speed under his feet doesn't decrease, and it doesn't decrease, how come the scenery on both sides doesn't retreat?

Could it be that he couldn't run fast enough?

Just when Long Xiaoze was ready to speed up with all his strength, Qing Ling who came from behind ran over and still watched the excitement and cheered: "Xiao Zezi, you have been arrested, why are you still fighting? Hurry up and fight back!"

caught? thump?

As these two scary words flashed through his mind, Long Xiaoze felt a violent and dangerous aura permeating his body, and at the same time he realized belatedly that it wasn't that he didn't run hard enough, but that he was caught.

Sorry, it's really back to grandma's house.

Feeling the terrifying aura around him, Long Xiaoze's scalp felt numb, he turned his head quietly, and met the deep and sinister eyes of the Lord Fan, those eyes were filled with joy like an old cat successfully catching a mouse.

Long Xiaoze immediately thought of repeating the old trick, but he quickly rejected this idea.

One reason is that this old man bull is no better than a little man bull. The force value of the old man bull is so high that it makes people feel frightened when confronted head-on. The other reason is that the honeydew liquid on his body has been exhausted and there is nothing left to use.

How can this be broken?

He really wanted to fight vigorously, but now that his limbs can only hit the air, how can he fight?

Hard ones won't work, then soft ones.

Long Xiaoze secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his brows and eyes were curved, he grinned stiffly at the corner of his mouth, and said haha: "Uncle Emperor, let's meet again in the next year, how can you say that you are also a prime minister who can hold a boat in your stomach, and can't go back on what you say—"

Before he finished speaking, he was lifted up by the prince.

The Prince of Fan lifted Long Xiaoze up to the sky with only one hand, and said with a sneer, "Sweet words, I want to see how hard your bones are!"

"Ah——" Long Xiaoze seemed to be taken aback, and let out a loud exclamation. He was just like a little mouse in the old cat's mouth, and he began to talk nonsense.

"Uncle Huang... I'm afraid of heights, don't hold it so high, I'm afraid..."

"Hey, hey, be careful, this is not a joke. My bones are not hard at all, they are still crunchy and brittle, and they will break if I break them. If I fall, I will definitely not die or be disabled."

"Uncle, you have to think about the overall situation. If Long Jingtian can't be saved, then our Long family's royal family will continue the incense, and the heavy responsibility of passing on the family line may fall on me."

"...You must take it easy and don't mess around. I carry our future descendants of the Long family with me. If something goes wrong..."

"ah--"

With the last scream sounded——

I saw Long Xiaoze, who was on all fours and soaring into the air, turned into a gorgeous parabola, falling high and far towards the blossoming plum grove, and was caught in a "Y" shaped tree branch in the end.

There was a lot of wailing, and the trees were full of flowers, and the scene was very spectacular.

"I'll go—" Qing Ling subconsciously covered her eyes, but stretched her fingers between her eyes, and her eyes were wide open, staring in shock at Long Xiaoze, who was in a terrible state of "death".

How painful it must be to turn into a skewer of human flesh all of a sudden!

The calm and self-sufficient ghost twitched the corners of his mouth, and turned his eyes away because he couldn't bear to look directly.

During the day, he was ordered to lead the feudal lord around Yu Palace to find Lotte, and because he couldn't "find" Lotte, he had to bring the angry lord back the same way.

Who would have known that Young Master Long, the unlucky king of the world, would show up halfway and be treated as a pawn, mourning his misfortune, mourning his misfortune.

After the Lord Fan threw Long Xiaoze away, he was not relieved, he strode towards Long Xiaoze again, and snorted coldly: "You brat, since your bones are fragile, I don't need to take you back. It's not your turn to inherit the family of the Dragon family, so I will depose you now."

Showing weakness to the enemy is not as pure as it appears on the surface, Long Xiaoze is not stupid, if he had no confidence to face the enemy, he would not intentionally provoke this old bull.

At this moment, he looked like he was at the end of his strength, and he was powerless to fight back, but no one saw the strange light in his eyes.

The old tricks are gone, but he has other more powerful ones, but just now he couldn't use his hands and couldn't reach the old bull, but now he's fine... If the old bull dares to reach out again, he dares to let his hands be crippled first!

The plum tree sandwiching Long Xiaoze is thick, but not tall, and the prince of Fan could catch him with his tentacles. He snorted coldly and stretched out his hand, ready to pull Long Xiaoze out of the branch...

Qingling was originally in a good mood to watch the show, but this time she saw Long Xiaoze's misfortune, and saw the old man stretching his hand towards him again, she couldn't stand it anymore.

If Xiao Zezi is abolished, who will she find to bicker and practice her hands in the future?

The ghost couldn't stand anymore.

No matter how you say it, Young Master Long is also his half-master, how could he not protect him as a subordinate?

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