Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

In fact, Mu Ziling didn't expect her own strength, and now she has grown to be able to compete with Yu Wenhao evenly for so long.

If so, is there any reason to stop?

Let's see if she doesn't play him to death! Mu Ziling thought so in his heart.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Yu Wenhao's claws came over again, coming towards the skirt of her chest impartially.

A good flowing long skirt has been torn into a bad shape, if Yu Wenhao's claws caught her, she would not be injured, and her clothes would have to be ripped off... Mu Ziling's brows shuddered, she raised her leg almost reflexively, and kicked Yu Wenhao's crotch accurately.

At the same time, Yu Wenhao's imposing claws also grabbed Mu Ziling, but before he could attack further, an indescribable pain suddenly came from his crotch, which made him scream out in pain.

"ah--"

God knows, in order to prevent his clothes from being ripped off, Mu Ziling's kick was so strong just now, it was almost on the verge of crippling him and cutting him off from all children and grandchildren.

Yu Wenhao arched his body, his hands tightly protecting his crotch, his pale complexion, which was dripping with cold sweat, suddenly turned into a crimson purple with bruised veins.

"Stinky, shit, head—his bloodthirsty eyes stared at Mu Ziling viciously, and he gritted his teeth in hatred.

Although Yu Wenhao's crotch fell right in the middle, Mu Ziling didn't feel the pleasure of being a villain, on the contrary, she secretly worried about herself.

You know, this is the Longyue Palace where Yu Wenhao can cover the sky with just one hand. No matter how strong she is, no matter how superficial she is, she still cannot challenge the entire Longyue Palace single-handedly. This is unrealistic.

Under Yu Wenhao's murderous gaze, Mu Ziling's face was calm and calm, but his heart was beating slightly, and he subconsciously moved his steps and retreated.

At this time, Yu Wenhao's whole body and mind were almost focused on Mu Ziling, like a prey that was ready to go, and even the slightest sign of trouble could not escape his wolf-like eyes.

"Run?!" Seeing that Mu Ziling was about to run away, Yu Wenhao's eyes flickered with hostility, he casually touched his waist, and rang the signal flare tied to his waist.

Mu Ziling caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of his eye, and his heart skipped a beat, screaming that it was not good, so he spread his legs and ran towards the road down the mountain.

However, what happened was——

Just as Mu Ziling was lucky enough to perform lightness kung fu, she felt five invisible air currents sweeping from behind her overwhelmingly.

In just a split second, Mu Zi's limbs, which were about to perform lightness kung fu, had not had time to spread out, but he felt his wrists, ankles, and even his neck tense.

Immediately afterwards, her whole body was in the shape of a "big", stretched all over and shackled by the sky, daring not to move.

Because of this movement, I am afraid that not only her limbs will be separated, but also her head.

Accompanied by the moment when Mu Ziling was vacated, five figures who seemed to have experienced the vicissitudes of the world appeared from the gap, and stood in five directions centered on Mu Ziling.

The five old men each held a silver thread wrapped around Mu Ziling in their hands.

Seeing the five figures above the volley, Yu Wenhao, who was still grinning in pain, was surprised at first, and then gritted his teeth and said: "Several elders, you are here, quickly... kill this damned stinky girl for me!"

The Great Elder lowered his eyes slightly and saw that Yu Wenhao, whom they had placed high hopes on, was bruised and swollen at the moment, and he was protecting his lower body with a ridiculous movement. He showed fear: "Xiao Hao, what's the matter with you?"

The Great Elder didn't reprimand him explicitly, but when he spoke, Yu Wenhao immediately showed embarrassment and shame.

Can you not be embarrassed, can you not be ashamed?

Thinking of him as the majestic Grand Master of Longyue Palace, who had strategized, but now he was made into a mess by a stinky girl at the door of his house, and his face was completely lost.

In the end, this is still to blame for my own negligence.

Yu Wenhao was secretly annoyed that he underestimated the enemy, but at the same time, he was itching his teeth unwillingly.

What happened has already happened, and he has lost all face. The only way to vent his hatred now is to let a few elders directly tear up Mu Ziling, that stinky girl.

From the moment when his life was almost destroyed, Yu Wenhao, who had been thinking of killing Mu Ziling, endured the pain and stood up straight, angrily said: "This stinky girl is the thief who stole my palace Linglong flower mother, the elders don't have to show mercy, just kill her."

In fact, the reason why these five elders, who seldom come forward, appear here is because they heard the relevant news inside, and they happened to come here after Yu Wenhao had placed a signal flare.

You know, they have long thought that this witch who stole Linglong Flower Mother once and poisoned Xiaohao almost to death the second time, and now they have caught her here, without Yu Wenhao's reminder, it is impossible for them to let her go.

The Fifth Elder, who has always been short-tempered, burst out with a murderous look in his eyes: "Demon girl, hand over the Linglong Flower Mother!"

The moment she was set up in the air, Mu Ziling had already regarded herself as a piece of fish on the chopping board. She looked at the bright and clear sky, and there seemed to be a trace of innocence in her plain tone: "Will you let me go if I hand it over?"

The fourth elder snorted coldly: "Hmph, hand it over, and keep your whole body!"

"If you don't pay, you're dead..." Mu Ziling seemed to be in distress. She was silent for a while, and then asked again: "Then should I pay or not?"

"Toast, don't eat fine wine!" The fifth elder flicked his fingers slightly, and the silver thread wrapped around Mu Ziling's right ankle in his hand suddenly tightened and embedded in the flesh, with bright red blood pattering down.

Mu Ziling frowned, unmoved.

"Demon girl, are you going to hand it over or not?" The fourth elder also flicked his finger and threatened harshly.

Mu Ziling let out a muffled snort, then raised the corners of her lips, and said with a sneer: "Look at the elders, they are all elderly people, so it's not good to spread such a torture to bully a little girl like me."

The elders looked at each other, their expressions were not good-looking, how could they come out of the witch's mouth like a rat who bullied the weak for the sake of the old and disrespectful?

"It's just mediocre to return to the great power of the Jianghu." Mu Ziling chuckled.

"Demon girl, you dare to deceive people with your gossiping words when you are about to die. I want to see how long you can last." The Fifth Elder was full of disdain, and he flicked his fingers again.

The fourth elder intensified Yinsi's strength, while reminding the three elders who were pulling Mu Ziling's wrists and neck: "Let's get rid of this demon girl today and then hurry up!"

For a while, Mu Ziling only felt that his feet were so painful that he was numb and unconscious.

Immediately afterwards, sharp pains began to appear in the silver-wrapped wrists.

The second elder let go of the force in his hand, and kindly reminded: "Little girl, I advise you to hand over the Linglong Flower Mother honestly, so as to avoid such physical pain."

Mu Ziling clenched her teeth, as if she was in so much pain that she could only squeeze out words: "Is Linglong Flower Mother? I gave it to you once before, and it was Yu Wenhao who didn't want it."

When Yu Wenhao heard it, he immediately choked and said: "Smelly girl, don't talk nonsense here! You also call it?!"

What Mu Ziling said was the truth, but to the ears of the elders, it was another layer of ignorant provocation, and how could they believe that Yu Wenhao would not be able to subdue Linglong Flower Mother? Absurd.

So, apart from the first elder who wrapped Mu Ziling's neck with silver thread, the other elders flicked their fingers together.

Just when Mu Ziling thought that the veins in his hands and feet were about to be snapped, the most majestic and stern elder also moved his hands.

Yinsi slowly tightened Mu Ziling's neck.

It's really going to be divided by five horses.

Mu Ziling's heart was gradually filled with hopelessness, but she still managed to speak anxiously while she was still panting, "If you kill me, Long Xiaoyu will not let you go! Yu Wenhao, don't be complacent...you...you just wait to be wiped out by Miegong."

Hearing this, an unknown elder sneered: "Pull the tiger's skin to pull the banner, just accept death obediently."

The few people did not stop, and there was a rhythm of really wanting to kill Mu Ziling.

But at this moment, Yu Wenhao, who wanted Mu Ziling's death more than anyone else, seemed to be awakened by her words, and suddenly stopped him: "Wait a few elders!"

The fifth elder looked down at Yu Wenhao, seeming a little dissatisfied: "Xiao Hao, this witch is so stubborn, what's the use of keeping her?"

Yu Wenhao looked at Mu Ziling, who was held up in the air like a salted fish, and then cupped his fists respectfully at the elders: "I have a few elders here today, so I will leave this stinking girl for the Palace Master to handle personally, and the elders should go back and rest first."

Although Yu Wenhao is a junior, he is still the lord of the first palace after all, so he has to give face... The second elder was the first to nod his head with understanding: "Since Xiaohao has said so, then so be it."

The Great Elder looked at Yu Wenhao, who had a serious face but couldn't hide the slightest bit of embarrassment, sighed lightly, and waved his hands: "It's okay, let's stop."

The Fifth Elder didn't seem to want to let Mu Ziling go just like that, he said angrily: "Big brother, second brother, if this demon girl is not killed, it will be a trouble in the future."

The fourth elder nodded and agreed: "The demon girl is so rampant, how can she let her go?"

"Xiaohao is the lord of the first palace. I believe he has his own conclusions. Forgive this demon girl and she won't be able to make waves, so we don't have to worry about it. Let's go." The Great Elder stroked his beard, left a meaningful sentence, and disappeared into the gap first.

The second elder followed closely behind.

The eldest and the second have left, and the remaining three couldn't stay any longer, so they all took their hands away and left.

Poor Mu Ziling, who lost weight in an instant, was in the shape of a "big" character, and lay down gorgeously on the ground. She didn't care about the pain, but she still felt like she was slacking off when she narrowly escaped death.

And just as Mu Ziling was lying like a corpse, exhaling secretly towards the blue sky, Yu Wenhao's magnified face appeared in front of his eyes.

Yu Wenhao raised his hand to pinch Mu Ziling's chin, and said coldly: "If you hadn't reminded me just now, I almost forgot that you, a stinky girl, are Long Xiaoyu's weakness, so if you die like this, wouldn't it be too cheap?"