Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

What kind of man is this?

I saw him wearing a dark and luxurious brocade robe, without embellishments but yet elegant, without accessories but without losing luxury, the warm sunlight hit his body, outlining a layer of luxurious outline, which looked chic and deep.

The man's slender figure slowly volleyed down the sky, his stern robes flaunted the wind, his demeanor was outstanding, and his momentum was awe-inspiring.

The innate noble arrogance and shining brilliance made him exude a natural arrogance of a king from top to bottom.

The moment he landed, his body seemed to gather countless brilliance in the world, so dazzling that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

A messily handsome face, every outline of the facial features is exquisite and delicate, haughty and cold, with a brilliance that overwhelms all living beings in the coldness.

From the beautiful and hopeless facial features, to the white and delicate texture lines, to the brilliant cool temperament, every point and every inch is perfect and impeccable.

His delicate and picturesque appearance gradually became clear and dazzling in everyone's eyes, and blurred so unreal in the dazzling eyes.

He is a radiant light!

A beam of light that is beyond reach; a beam of light that makes people awe-inspiring, and a beam of light that makes people fear thousands of miles away.

At this moment, no one saw the dazzling blush on the white neck of his beloved woman from the corner of the eye under the man's peerless pupils.

In an instant, his cold and arrogant eyes danced with destructive anger.

The cold aura around the man was violent enough to suppress the cold and terrifying aura of a group of men in black without a trace.

At this moment, the group of men in black who wanted to take Mu Ziling away had already stopped their steps at the moment the man appeared.

For a moment, they were so stunned that they even stopped breathing, and no one dared to take a step closer to Mu Ziling's body, as if they were going to take another step closer, and what awaited them was annihilation.

dark place.

That pair of eyes with vicious and murderous intent, when seeing someone, the poisonous light in the eyes can't help but become tender, infatuated, and infatuated...

The ready-to-go bowstring in her hand even loosened involuntarily.

It wasn't until Sen Leng's bow and arrow was about to fall and made a sound that she was woken up abruptly, and she held the bow and arrow that fell in mid-air with dangerous hands.

Looking at the infatuated eyes of the visitor, she still couldn't move away...

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother!" Qingling jumped three feet high after seeing who was coming, as if the little star saw the big sun, and her whole body was brightened.

Afterwards, Qingling ran to Mu Ziling's side slowly, pulled Mu Ziling's arm and jumped up excitedly, but said in a low voice, "Little Lingzi, my senior brother is here!"

The latter pretended to be angry and glared at her: Spy!

Oops! Known... Qingling shrinks her neck in fear, but the corners of her mouth are wide open, her eyebrows and eyes are flying up, obviously she can't hide the excitement and excitement in her heart.

The person who came was Long Xiaoyu!

For the past three months, Qingling's densely packed feather butterflies every day let him know the details of Mu Ziling's daily life.

He couldn't share her joys, anger, sorrows and joys, but he could taste them together!

Although not satisfied, it is enough!

And under the urging of these bits and pieces, and under the oppression of strong thoughts, he tried his best to shorten the time to take out the main body of Feather Heart to the shortest possible time.

In a short but extremely long half a year, he successfully washed away the dark aura in the crystal ball, and the remaining crystal light ball should have waited for it to carve and crack slowly.

However, after receiving the last feather butterfly released by Qingling, he couldn't wait for a second, so he directly burst the crystal light ball to take out the feather heart, and came here without a moment's rest.

At this moment, Long Xiaoyu stood with his hands behind his back, his handsome figure was as tall as a pine tree, his expression was cold and indifferent, and his cold eyes swept across the group of men in black.

Ling Leng's gaze carried an extreme sense of oppression, just one glance could send a chill through the bones and limbs.

Everyone in black felt horrified and flinched instinctively.

They subconsciously clenched the weapons in their hands, but the hands holding the weapons under the black robes seemed to be trembling almost invisible.

The man in black who is leading is the closest to Long Xiaoyu, but it is about ten feet away, but every sense of his senses can clearly feel the strong and fierce coercion from the other party, almost making him breathless .

"Who are you, Your Excellency?" The leader of the man in black was slightly horrified, looking at Long Xiaoyu warily, but he didn't dare to look directly at him, his voice seemed to tremble again.

Long Xiaoyu moved his cool and delicate pale pink lips, with a deadly tone in his words: "The one who sent you on your way."

His voice is like frost falling from the sky in June, the temperature is negative, cold and cold!

The leader of the man in black suddenly trembled in his heart. He pointed at Qingling with a slightly trembling finger, and discussed with hope: "We let her go, and only take Mu Ziling away. Well water doesn't violate river water, presumably your Excellency won't... ..."

In the end, the words 'nosy', headed by the man in black lingered on his tongue, but he couldn't get it out.

He would say this because the girl in pink and blue just called the person in front of him, but Mu Ziling seemed to have nothing to do with the person in front of him.

This is precisely because he discovered that, from the beginning to the end, Mu Ziling did not make any eye contact with this person, as if they were strangers.

Since you are a stranger, you shouldn't meddle in your own business.

But who knew, his words made the icy aura on Long Xiaoyu's body intensify by another layer.

That breath seemed to spread from him rapidly, causing the surrounding air to stop flowing.

I saw Long Xiaoyu's dark eyes flickering slightly, and he seemed to be smiling in his beautiful deep eyes, but he couldn't stop laughing, and his voice seemed to be soaked in ice, and he paused every word: "You... all, damn, die !"

Five words, one sentence, simple, but directly pronounced the tragic fate of this group of men in black.

At the same time as the last word 'death' was pronounced, it was also the time when Long Xiaoyu made his move.

I saw the slender arms on his back slowly stretched out in front of him.

He stretched out his other hand, raised the sleeve robe, and then casually clasped his wrist.

Immediately, a dazzling golden glow shot out from his wide sleeve with an incomparable aura, blinding people's eyes.

"Wind Blade Gold Thread!" The headed man in black seemed to see something terrible, and his eyes hidden in the cloak hood enlarged in horror.

Rumor has it that the wind-bladed golden thread is strong and tenacious, it will not melt when exposed to fire, and the sword will not cut it!

Rumor has it that the wind blade golden thread will kill with one blow!

However, rumors are rumors after all.

No one knows what it feels like to be hit by the wind blade golden thread, because everyone who knows is already dead.

Still somewhat knowledgeable, the man in black, who understood the characteristics of the wind blade and gold wire, shouted loudly to the other accomplices behind him: "Run! Run! Keep the green hills here so you don't have to worry about firewood!"

Run... Can the person Long Xiaoyu wants to kill run away?

None of them can escape!

Long Xiaoyu lowered his eyes slightly, and stood quietly, as if he was already out of the matter.

His knuckle-boned hands were slowly kneading his wrists.

Under his hands, the Wind Blade Gold Thread seemed to have eyes of its own, with thorny rays of light, posing a fatal danger of soul-snatching.

At the moment when the leading man in black turned around to flee——

Dazzling golden threads of light flashed, chopped, and split across his dark back without warning.

But no one knew whether he was hit or not.

However, the next moment.

The fleeing movement of the leading man in black stopped instantly, and he stood upright on the spot, soundless, motionless as if possessed by an evil spirit.

However, everyone with eyes in the room knew that he was dead, completely dead!

As for what kind of death will be, and how thoroughly it will be, no one knows.

but……

In the next moment, except for Mu Ziling, everyone present knew what happened to the leading man in black.

I saw Long Xiaoyu took a few steps slowly, seemingly unintentionally.

Coincidentally, his broad and muscular back was facing Mu Ziling who was three meters away, blocking her entire line of sight.

Fast and accurate! Cruel and vicious!

These condensed six words are the most suitable way to describe Long Xiaoyu at this moment.

I saw the next second——

"Wow--"

There was a soft sound of blood gushing and bone cracking.

In an instant, a thick and fishy pungent smell filled the surroundings.

The next scene directly made the stomachs of the people who saw it churn violently, almost uncontrollably wanting to vomit.

I saw the headed man in black who was standing upright at first, his whole body was like an hourglass, from top to bottom, falling down in bits and pieces along the sleeve of his wide cloak.

What was particularly shocking was that the black cloak he was wearing was still intact under such circumstances, without any damage.

In less than a few seconds.

The hourglass of the human body is gone, turning into a pile of loose sand like a hill.

Exactly, the wide black cloak covered the top of the hill, forming a low triangular tomb.

Flesh and bones are broken into dregs, mixed with the soil on the ground, and the real fallen leaves return to their roots...

The time it happened was very short, when Mu Ziling turned his head to look over, he saw a pile of pitch-black.

Mu Ziling had a dazed face and didn't know what was going on.

Those men in black were all wearing cloaks and hats, they were completely black, and Mu Ziling couldn't see their faces.

Unable to restrain his curiosity, Mu Ziling looked sideways at Qing Ling beside him.

I saw the expression on Qing Ling's face, which was absolutely wonderful!

First shock, then horror, then disgust, and finally star-studded worship.

Mu Ziling frowned and was speechless, what happened just now?

Instead, look at this moment.

Seeing the scene just now, how could the remaining men in black dare to turn around and take a step away?

You know, the strength of their boss before his death, but it is no problem to fight them one against five, so it can be imagined that their boss is strong.

But what about now?

Now, this person... actually, actually raised his hand, but didn't move, and smashed their boss into pieces?

It was really broken into dregs, without warning, without movement.

But in the blink of an eye, a living person becomes a pile of graves before their eyes.

Those men in black were suffocated for a moment.

However, they felt that there was something beating wildly and violently at the position of their left chest, almost breaking out of their bodies.