Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

A group of people from Yu Wenhao also walked in this direction.

The two pairs of strange men and women between them were dressed luxuriously and seemed to be people of status.

Those few people naturally knew the majestic King Qi who was respected and kept at a distance.

But in the arms of His Highness King Qi, that stunningly beautiful woman who even Yue Linglong was severely compared to...

I don't know who took a deep breath, walked over, and asked curiously and in a low voice: "Who is that woman? How can you make Tangtang Qi Wang so nervous?"

On the other side, Long Xiaoyu hugged Mu Ziling and half knelt on the ground.

This scene immediately made Long Xiaoli, who hadn't approached yet, feel condescending in front of Long Xiaoyu for the first time, standing on a high place and looking down.

"Her?" Hearing others ask, Long Xiaoli raised her eyebrows high, squinted at Long Xiaoyu and the others, and said in a non-sarcastic tone: "Isn't that my third younger brother and third younger sibling? Look at what happened to my third younger sibling?"

After Long Xiaoli finished speaking, Bai Yixue beside him gloated and teased in a low voice: "His Royal Highness, you don't know, my sister is usually strong and strong, and she has been trapped in the maze for many days and she is not feeling well. Why did you fall down when His Royal Highness Qi came down?"

Bai Yixue's words were clearly referring to Mu Ziling's deliberate seduction in front of Long Xiaoyu, people who don't know why can't help but not believe it.

However, the only ones who believed were the two women who were also fascinated by Long Xiaoyu's noble and extraordinary temperament.

As a result, two pairs of eyes stared at Mu Ziling with envy and hatred.

"That woman is really shameless!"

"Yeah, you actually used this method to seduce His Royal Highness Qi Wang..."

If eyes could kill, Mu Ziling, who was unconscious in Long Xiaoyu's arms at this moment, should have died of coma long ago.

Yue Linglong has always maintained an elegant and cold attitude, and her demeanor seems to stand out from these nympho girls, and she is not the cold and arrogant Bailian who is not in the same class.

She glanced calmly at Bai Yixue, who seemed to be smiling alluringly because she succeeded in instigating the flames. There was a flash of contempt and contempt in her eyes, and she didn't say anything.

While speaking, a group of people had arrived.

Long Xiaoze, Qingling, and ghosts and ghosts, the four of them were already ready to fight when this group of people came.

However, none of them could understand Long Xiaoyu's mind, let alone dare to yell at each other in this situation and disturb him.

Because at this moment, Long Xiaoyu had already let Mu Ziling lean in a comfortable position in his arms, his hand rested on her abdomen, and a white stream of light rolled out from the palm that touched her abdomen.

Following the traction of the white streamer, a brilliant and dazzling purple streamer gradually flowed out from the bloody imprint on the back of Long Xiaoyu's right hand.

At this moment, the mysterious purple streamer seemed to gather spiritual energy and brilliance in the world, and with magical power, it continuously poured into Mu Ziling's body...

Yu Wenhao is extremely jealous towards Mu Ziling and Long Xiaoyu, it can be said that they are enemies when they meet each other.

Now just seeing the unconscious Mu Ziling in Long Xiaoyu's arms, Yu Wenhao felt that he was going to be poisoned again, his internal organs were rioting.

"Hey, because a woman lost her mind and fell like this." Yu Wenhao looked gloomy, and sneered coldly: "Long Xiaoyu, I never thought you would have today..."

While being sarcastic, as if thinking that this was an opportunity, Yu Wenhao changed the subject: "My palace lord knows medical skills, so I can help you revive her. How about it? As long as you hand over those two things."

The speed at which Yu Wenhao changed his face was simply unflattering.

He was negotiating conditions with Long Xiaoyu.

Yu Wenhao's actions made the few people who didn't know why present even more confused.

Everyone knows that Long Xiaoyu and Yu Wenhao are deadly rivals, and everyone in the world knows how many open and covert battles the two sides have had.

But now, Yu Wenhao actually used a woman to talk about such a ridiculous deal with Long Xiaoyu in such a good-natured way, which is simply unbelievable.

However, there are also a few people here who know why Yu Wenhao talks about the deal like this, and what he wants.

Didn't Yu Wenhao just want to take advantage of this opportunity to wake up Mu Ziling, and take back Linglong Flower Mother and the antidote logically.

After finishing speaking, before Long Xiaoyu responded, Yu Wenhao already had some calculations in his mind.

It is impossible for him, Yu Wenhao, to save this stinking girl!

However, he could use this opportunity to save the stinky girl, and then treat her body in the same way, so that the stinky girl can also taste the pain of being eroded.

Yu Wenhao thought beautifully in his heart, waiting for Long Xiaoyu, who could lose his principles and reason because of Mu Ziling, to agree.

Little did they know, Yu Wenhao's ideas were beautiful, but the facts always made people suffocated.

With more people, the air will naturally be bad.

Long Xiaoyu, who was wholeheartedly channeling true energy to Mu Ziling, slowly raised his head, his haughty and cold eyes swept across the group of people in front of him lightly.

Even though he is sitting low on the ground, at this moment, he can still give people an unattainable dignity, and the kingly aura on him is even more so that people dare not look directly at him.

After a while, Long Xiaoyu moved his cool lips: "If you don't want to die, get out!"

As if he was afraid of startling the sleeping person in his arms, his voice was low and slow, calm and breezy, but full of murderous intent, ruthless and frightening, making everyone who caught his gaze be filled with fear. A shock.

Hearing this, Yu Wenhao's breath was immediately blocked in his throat.

He seemed to have been slapped severely by someone, his expression was extremely ugly, he stared angrily at Long Xiaoyu, his hands clenched into fists, wishing he could rush forward and swallow the two people in front of him alive.

"Brother Hao..." Yue Linglong seemed to sense Yu Wenhao's riot, and held him back, shaking her head, as if she was worried about his body, but her expression was not very worried.

At this moment, only Yue Linglong knew in her heart how much forbearance and jealousy she had held back, watching the scene of Long Xiaoyu hugging Mu Ziling.

What she was worried about was not Yu Wenhao's body, but...she wanted to regain her image in Long Xiaoyu's heart.

How did Yue Linglong know that Long Xiaoyu's frozen heart had never been softened before, but now, his heart only belonged to one person, so how could she occupy a position and image in his heart?

Yue Linglong's reassurance eased Yu Wenhao's heart a lot.

If it was the past, Long Xiaoyu would have taken advantage of the danger to attack Long Xiaoyu.

But now, thanks to the blessings of Long Xiaoyu and Mu Ziling, his old wounds have not healed, the poison in his body has not been cured, and there is a possibility of poisoning at any time, it is no different from the end of a crossbow.

In this regard, Yu Wenhao knows very well that it is not good for him to fight against the other party impulsively now.

Comparing Yu Wenhao's choice between impulsiveness and rationality, at this moment Long Xiaoli seems to see that now is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to deal with Long Xiaoyu.

Moreover, according to what Mu Ziling teased him before... Compared with the number of heads, they are now definitely more than them.

The most important thing is that the hatred between the palace lord of Longyue Palace and Long Xiaoyu is well known.

Now if the few of them join forces, they will not be able to destroy Long Xiaoyu!

If the snipe and the clam are fighting, then he will be a profitable fisherman... Long Xiaoli raised his lips, and the thought of killing someone with a knife suddenly appeared in his heart.

But who knew, just when Long Xiaoli was calculating, Yu Wenhao made him shake his sleeves in disbelief before he even started to instigate him, and directly took Yue Linglong away.

However, what made Long Xiaoli even more angry was the other two men with status.

Of these two people, one is Ding Ziyang, the heir of the Sky Sect, and the other is Ouyang Feiyu, the young master of the Mingyue Sect.

Although these two sects are not as good as Longyue Palace, but if the two are united, they can be worthy of the top.

It's a pity that Long Xiaoli didn't know that even if Ding Ziyang and Ouyang Feiyu had malicious intentions towards Long Xiaoyu, they couldn't foolishly and blatantly enmity with Long Xiaoyu in this situation.

Everyone knows that King Jia Luoqi is famous for his decisive and decisive temperament.

Long Xiaoyu was not something they could offend, if he was a little careless, it would bring irreparable disaster to his sect.

What's more, you must know that no matter what happens on the surface, it is the consistent purpose of their cult to see the tide of the storm in the dark.

So Yu Wenhao left, Ding Ziyang and Ouyang Feiyu also kept silent, and left with their own people.

When he was about to leave, Ouyang Feiyu took a deep look at the beautiful woman in Long Xiaoyu's arms...

Everyone left, but Long Xiaoli and Bai Yixue were still standing there, as if they were extremely unwilling!

The four of Long Xiaoze stepped forward, aggressively.

The corner of Long Xiaoze's mouth raised his signature smirk, and he taunted with a half-smile: "Long Xiaoli, they all know to get out, why don't you get out, don't let the crown prince sit still, you're just here This place has become cannon fodder!"

"You!" Long Xiaoli gritted his teeth angrily.

The four of them raised their chins high and took another aggressive step forward.

Long Xiaoli stared viciously at the bossy gang of four in front of him, his face was livid: "Remember this prince, hum!"

He let out a thunderous snort, hugged Bai Yixue and left with burning flames that could not be dispelled.

...

Ye Zimu didn't fly very far after being slapped by Long Xiaoyu, and he soon discovered that Mu Ziling was unconscious.

Immediately, Ye Zimu wanted to run to take a closer look.

However, due to Long Xiaoyu's attitude of protecting his wife, Ye Zimu felt bitter in his heart... He was afraid that he would be blown away again if he didn't get close.

Based on this alone, although Ye Zimu was extremely worried, he still endured it.

At least he can still look at that little girl from a distance without going over.

At this moment, Ye Zimu was like an unknown guardian, sitting quietly where she landed, looking at the little girl in Long Xiaoyu's arms without blinking.

There is another person here, sitting quietly three meters away from Ye Zimu.

Long Jiayi also looked at Ye Zimu without blinking.

After looking at it for a long time, it seemed that she could already see a complete face through the cold butterfly mask, Long Jiayi couldn't help but murmured softly: "Mu Ziye..."