Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

After beautifully clearing out the big boxes with hangers in the hall, Mu Ziling stretched her waist and walked out the door in a good mood.

Taking advantage of the beautiful weather this morning, Mu Ziling came to a practice area full of wooden dummy posts, and began to practice vigorously in the morning.

While she was practicing diligently, Mu Ziling suddenly noticed something was wrong, as if a pair of eyes had been turning faintly as she flew up and down and punched and kicked.

Mu Ziling stood still on the ground and turned his head to look.

On a thick and luxuriant big banyan tree not far away, there was a red shadow that matched the green leaves, lying lazily on the thick branch of the tree, his handsome and soft face was facing Mu Ziling's direction, but he was not looking at her, but closed his eyes and fell asleep.

That person was none other than Li Xinyuan.

When Mu Ziling looked over, he happened to see his quiet and serene face, without any waves, as if he had been asleep for a long time and had never opened his eyes to see her.

His long hair poured down like splashed ink, only the front hair was loosely tied behind his head by a red ribbon, and his laziness and casualness carried a detached temperament that was lost in the world.

Mu Ziling narrowed his eyes slightly.

This sissy... The more she looked at him, the more she felt that he resembled a person. Not to mention his pretentiousness when he was abnormal, but now his calm and unique casual posture, he really has a bit of that person.

Just when Mu Ziling was thinking, Li Xinyuan opened his eyes unexpectedly, met her eyes that were wandering, and said in a tone of anger and strangeness: "What are you looking at, don't think that you can secretly covet my beauty because my Xiao Tiantian is not here, hmph, no way."

Immediately, Mu Ziling, who was stuck in place, seemed to have been slapped in the face, and there was no doubt in his mind.

This person's quiet appearance can still be seen, this opening not only ruins the three views, but also ruins the five senses.

Mu Ziling twitched the corners of her lips, and gave Li Xinyuan a "who wants to see you" big white eyes without hesitation, didn't want to say anything to him, and sacrificed the Purple Shadow Golden Whip in her hand, and continued to concentrate on practicing.

But who knew, just when she had already regarded Li Xinyuan as an invisible person and was concentrating on dancing the whip, Li Xinyuan's voice of babbling pussy continuously entered her ears.

"Who is that over there... are you throwing the whip, or are you juggling?"

"Yeah, how can you throw a whip like this? A girl must be soft and beautiful when she throws a whip, otherwise it will be very painful to beat someone."

"No, no, no... Let me tell you, Xiao Ling'er, what kind of waist is that, don't you know that this waist should also be soft? It can't be so stiff, like wood, you are a girl."

"That's right, that's right, just be soft like this, that's right, continue to be soft and soft... Oh, it's wrong again, girls can't be so fierce, you have to swing the whip beautifully and gracefully..."

Li Xinyuan didn't know whether he was really kind enough to guide him, or to make trouble out of intention, every time Mu Ziling threw out a whip, he would have thorns, and he would pick them into the cracks.

It's okay to be picky, but there seems to be only one meaning between the lines in his words, that is, not to be cruel, but to be soft, so that hitting people will not hurt.

Practicing the whip doesn't hurt people, so how about practicing wool?

Mu Ziling didn't believe in his ghost anymore, and practiced his own.

It's just that no matter how concentrated she is, no matter how concentrated she is, she will inevitably be affected by Li Xinyuan's noisy sounds like a series of life-threatening sounds.

I saw soon--

"Snapped--"

A crisp sound of the whip, accompanied by the voice of Li Xinyuan and that guy lying down and talking without back pain, exploded crisply on the back of Mu Ziling's neck.

Mu Ziling, who was successfully led astray by Li Xinyuan's mother-in-law's voice, just because of a pause in the movement of her hands, she directly whipped herself with a whip, causing her to gasp in pain.

at the same time.

As Li Xinyuan got down from the tree, he couldn't forget to chant brokenly like distressed: "Hey, you idiot, I just told you, your movements should be soft, soft or beautiful, but you just don't listen, look at you, does it hurt?"

Hearing this maddening voice again, Mu Ziling suddenly raised his head, looked in the direction of the big tree, and said in a loud voice of hatred, "Li Xinyuan, can you please be quiet? Are you deliberately trying to cause trouble?"

Originally, she was hindered in the sixth level of the Shadow Dance Whip Technique, and she hadn't seen any improvement after practicing for a long time. It was rare to wake up early today, and wanted to take advantage of her brain to comprehend something, but on this refreshing morning, there was a shit-stirring stick ringing in her ear, it was unbearable!

At this time, Li Xinyuan had already walked towards Mu Ziling with small steps.

Look at how this small step makes you feel so angry... Mu Ziling couldn't bear to look straight at him, and looked away, grinning and touching the back of his neck that was hit by the whip.

Li Xinyuan came in front of Mu Ziling, glanced at the red welts on her neck naturally, and exclaimed without exaggeration: "Ah...it's all red, how is it? Does it hurt?"

"What do you think?" Mu Ziling glared at him viciously, flicked the long whip in his hand, and said through gritted teeth, "Why don't you give it a try?"

"You think I'm stupid, so I don't want it." Li Xinyuan stomped her feet in a motherly manner, and said with a groan, "If my skin is tender - if the meat is damaged, what should I do? You can't afford it—"

"You...can you do it?" Mu Ziling was so angry that she wanted to curse, she glared angrily, "Just keep arguing, believe it or not, I'll put you in that big tree stump, and you won't be able to get it out!"

"Hmph, why are you being so cruel to others?" Li Xinyuan pursed her red lips, complaining as if dissatisfied: "It's all because you are stupid, you don't listen to my guidance, and you blame me, I don't follow, I don't follow..."

Don't follow your uncle!

Mu Ziling cursed secretly, raised his head, and touched his forehead again, feeling the scorching whip pain on his body, which was not as good as the dull pain in his head at this moment.

Who will tell her, what kind of strange thing has happened to her?

At this moment, Mu Ziling really understood how Le Tian faced this sissy... His teeth were itching with hatred, but he couldn't scratch it, because he might make himself feel bad all over.

Thinking about it, Mu Ziling glared at Li Xinyuan viciously again, then tied the Purple Shadow Golden Whip around his waist, and left this place of right and wrong where normal people can stay without looking back.

It's just that before Mu Ziling walked a few steps, he felt something was wrong again.

She subconsciously raised her hand to touch the waist tied with the Purple Shadow Golden Whip, it was empty.

The whip is gone...

Mu Ziling was stunned for a moment, and immediately turned around: "Li Xinyuan, you—"

Mu Ziling got stuck before the irritable "you" came out.

Because she saw that Li Xinyuan was holding her Purple Shadow Golden Whip smoothly and flung it up in a handsome and beautiful manner.

Mu Ziling stared in disbelief.

The Purple Shadow Golden Whip is a whip with a soul, and she knows how hot-tempered it is. Li Xinyuan is good enough to swing it, but he can swing it so smoothly?

How can this be?

Just when Mu Ziling was astonished, Li Xinyuan gave her a charming wink: "Little idiot, look at it, this is the way a girl should swing a whip."

While speaking, he and the whip in his hand seemed to have the same soul, and every move followed like a shadow. I don't know if the whip moves with the person or the person dances with the whip.

The red figure and the purple whip formed a dazzling afterimage of phantom.

Even so, Mu Ziling's eyes were wide open, and he stared at it without blinking. I don't know if it was because of surprise, or because he didn't want to miss the perfect move in front of him, or both.

Because Li Xinyuan's whipping technique at this moment is not a group of demons dancing wildly, nor is it an unfamiliar whipping technique that Mu Ziling has never seen before, but the sixth level of the shadow dance whip technique that she has just devoted herself to practicing.

The sixth level of the Shadow Dance Whip Technique, following Li Xinyuan's dancing, from moves one to nine, a lot of moves are presented in front of Mu Ziling.

His moves are soft, beautiful and soft, exactly the form he danced when he was yelling at her just now.

Originally, seeing such a delicate posture that a big man should show, Mu Ziling would rush to beat that bitch, but what made her feel miraculous was——

Every move Li Xinyuan makes seems like a beauty is doing tricks. On the surface, she looks soft and weak, making people defenseless, but inside she whips and whips fiercely, and can kill people invisible with one move.

Because Mu Ziling could clearly see that after Li Xinyuan finished practicing the six-fold and nine-fold poses, the big banyan tree he was lying on not long ago turned into a bald branch.

Pieces of fallen leaves flew everywhere, just like Mu Ziling's mood at this moment, his heart was ups and downs, and he couldn't calm down no matter what.

Unbelievably, that figure similar to her flashed in her mind again.

And when Mu Ziling was dumbfounded and surprised——

suddenly!

"Ouch—" A scream that seemed to be in pain, screamed out from Li Xinyuan's mouth.

Mu Ziling was startled awake.

And then, she saw Li Xinyuan throw away the Purple Shadow Golden Whip that had been slapped on her body just as if she had been electrocuted.

Immediately afterwards, Li Xinyuan hugged the sore spot on his body, hopping and yelling in pain.

What was it like to be so majestic just now, and now it's starting to convulse again?

Mu Ziling twitched the corners of her lips speechlessly, thinking that he was just pretending, she secretly despised him while walking over, wanting to ask him what's the matter.

However, when Mu Ziling approached and looked closer, he saw a striking whip wound on Li Xinyuan's left waist.

Mu Ziling stood in a mess in the wind.

This guy was really beaten, it seems that the beating was not light at all, it was a bit ruthless.

Her skin was torn apart, her flesh was bloody...Compared to the burning pain she felt from the whiplash just now, it was even rarer.

Huh……

Mu Ziling couldn't help grinning, the wound hurt even when she looked at it, let alone Li Xinyuan.

Li Xinyuan was already sitting on the ground, wanting to cry, but the pain was so painful that he couldn't stop calling his father and mother.

Mu Ziling frowned: "What happened just now? How could you—"

At this time, Mu Ziling really had a lot to ask, but she didn't know where to ask it.