Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

Seeing the little master falling asleep, Xiao Dagua also flicked his calf on Qingling's shoulder and was about to jump into the little master's arms.

However, he suddenly felt the cold aura emanating from Long Xiaoyu's body, which was enough to frighten people so that they dared not approach him, especially Xiao Dagua.

So, when he came into contact with Long Xiaoyu's fierce and powerful aura, Xiao Daigua's hind legs trembled abruptly, and then his calf became unsteady, and he fell to the ground in despair.

Seeing this, Qingling let out a soft cry, she stretched out her hand, and quickly caught Xiao Daigua who fell in mid-air.

She really didn't expect that even the domineering little Daigua, who has always been arrogant, was afraid of her senior brother, it was unreasonable.

Qingling secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and with the frightened little Daigua whose legs were shaking, he picked up the whip that Mu Ziling had dropped, and carefully retreated to a place three meters away from them.

In the air at this time, there was an invisible aura that was powerful and compelling, filled with a shadowless arrogance that was evil and cold.

To Qingling and the others, the current Long Xiaoyu was a dark night Shura who should not be approached by strangers, cold-blooded and cruel, ruthless, whoever got close would die.

Therefore, Qingling only dared to stand not far away, looked worriedly at Mu Ziling who was sleeping in Long Xiaoyu's arms, but from time to time cast murderous glances at Yu Wenhao.

Hmph, if you dare to hurt Xiao Lingzi, Yu Wenhao will die today!

If he could do it himself, Qing Ling would really like to cut Yu Wenhao into pieces.

But they don't know that the fierce aura emanating from Long Xiaoyu at this moment will give people a feeling of horror and fear, and this is only compared to people other than Mu Ziling.

From the moment he landed on the ground, Long Xiaoyu has been hugging Mu Ziling tightly in his arms, staring at her with throbbing anger, there is also a faint tenderness and pity floating indistinctly.

He stretched out his hand, and gently stroked Mu Ziling's peaceful and beautiful face with his soft and jade-like fingertips.

The slender knuckles, the beautiful fingertips, the gentle and slow rubbing movements, like caressing a treasure, gentle and caring.

At this moment, no one knows what kind of turbulent but tumbling emotions are hidden in Long Xiaoyu's deep eyes as deep as the sea, and what is thinking in his secretive heart.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze.

The surroundings were so quiet that only the sound of gurgling water by the river could be heard.

It seems that no one can bear to disturb the beautiful picture, and dare not disturb it.

However, no matter how beautiful the picture is, it will eventually be broken.

Yu Wenhao managed to defeat Long Xiaoyu's sudden attack by borrowing water, and saw Long Xiaoyu holding Mu Ziling as if he was in a world of his own.

At this moment, Long Xiaoyu seemed to have completely ignored all interference from the outside world, and only had Mu Ziling in his eyes.

I didn't expect that Long Xiaoyu would be so protective of this stinky girl like Mu Ziling... Yu Wenhao's gloomy eyes flickered, and a feeling of resentment and unwillingness suddenly flashed in his heart.

Having exhausted his physical strength three times in a row and was poisoned again, he knew very clearly that he was definitely not Long Xiaoyu's opponent now.

If he wants to deal with Long Xiaoyu now, then he will definitely be the one who suffers, and he will lose most of his life if he is guaranteed.

A hero does not suffer from immediate losses!

So take advantage of this opportunity, it is better to go first!

After secretly making up his mind, Yu Wenhao clenched his fists and glared at Mu Ziling, who was always sleeping in Long Xiaoyu's arms, with sinister eyes.

If it wasn't for this stinky girl, why would Yu Wenhao retreat when he met Long Xiaoyu today, or even run away in such embarrassment?

It's really hateful!

He was so pissed off!

Yu Wenhao was furious in his heart, he flicked off the black sleeve robe with resentment and unwillingness, and slowly stepped back.

But he didn't know that he stepped back carefully and quietly, as if he was afraid of being discovered or caught.

Yu Wenhao just wanted to slip away.

However……

Before Yu Wenhao took the second step back, Long Xiaoyu, who had been focusing on Mu Ziling, finally spoke.

Long Xiaoyu's caring and pity eyes never leave Mu Ziling, but it seems that he has an extra pair of eyes, able to see all the actions of other people.

Before the second step of Yu Wenhao's backward step landed, Long Xiaoyu moved his cool lips slightly, and said softly: "You want to leave after hurting this king's baby?"

His voice sounded ordinary, so cold that there was no warmth at all, but it was like the sudden snowfall in June, cruel and bloodthirsty, mixed with a faint chilling smell.

He really wanted to leave, but because of the arrogance in his heart, Yu Wenhao still stopped in his tracks.

Feeling clearly the aggressive aura emanating from Long Xiaoyu's body, Yu Wenhao's fear flashed in his heart, but he still stood proudly with his hands behind his back.

"Could it be that you still want to fight with the Lord of the Palace?" Yu Wenhao raised his chin proudly, waved his big sleeve robe, and sneered coldly: "It's a pity, what a coincidence, the Lord of the Palace has no time to fight with you today." you--"

However, before Yu Wenhao finished his proud words, Long Xiaoyu slowly opened his drooping eyelids, and his calm gaze shot at Yu Wenhao faintly.

Long Xiaoyu squinted his eyes slightly, his sharp eyes flashed a trace of bloodthirsty cruelty sharply, and there was a strong killing edge in his eyes.

In the next second, he raised his sleeve robe.

A whistling and icy palm wind violently tore through the oppressive air, and rushed towards Yu Wenhao fiercely and quickly.

He didn't expect Long Xiaoyu to strike like this, even if he thought of it, Yu Wenhao would never have thought that Long Xiaoyu's palm came not to shake his heart and hurt his life at all.

So, caught off guard, Yu Wenhao couldn't dodge for a while, and unexpectedly received Long Xiaoyu's volleying palm.

What everyone present couldn't even dream of was that the place where Yu Wenhao was slapped was not a deadly part of the body, but his face.

"Crack!" There was a loud, crisp sound.

On Yu Wenhao's handsome and gloomy left cheek, a bright red palm print clearly appeared at this moment, eye-catching and dazzling.

Qingling and Guiying on the side stared blankly for a moment.

You must know that beating someone is not a slap in the face, let alone a battle between the strong and the strong, men and men?

But, why doesn't His Royal Highness play cards according to common sense? Why did he just slap him in the face without even saying a word?

Or such a slap in the air?

At the beginning, both Qing Ling and Gui Ying thought that Yu Wenhao would be taught a bad lesson, but they didn't expect that it would be so 'miserable' at the beginning.

A man is slapped in the face in public, just think about it...

The dignity of the person holding the position is trampled on, and the arrogance and awe-inspiring aura are suppressed. This is even more enjoyable than directly killing Yu Wenhao!

Qingling was stunned, and almost didn't want to clap her hands, then whistled and shouted "OK".

look! This slap was simply too subversive, and the slap was too damn cool, isn't it?

Not only Qing Ling and Gui Ying were stunned, but even the beaten Yu Wenhao was stunned.

At the moment of palming, Yu Wenhao only felt dizzy, his eyes were dark, his ears were buzzing, and he could hardly hear anything other than tinnitus.

Yu Wenhao didn't realize what had just happened until he felt a sharp and cold stabbing pain on his face and a strong rust-like taste in his mouth.

However, the moment Yu Wenhao just came to his senses, Long Xiaoyu raised his sleeves before he could burst into anger.

Fast and ruthless, fine and crippled, Yu Wenhao was never given half a second chance.

then--

"Crack!" There was another heavy slap in the face.

In an instant, a crimson palm print appeared on Yu Wenhao's right face.

Suddenly, two slaps were hard to guard against, almost slapping Yu Wenhao's mouth crookedly.

But in just a short while, his originally handsome and upright face became swollen like a pig's head, which looked ridiculous.

At this moment, while Qingling was excited, she was extremely suspicious.

It is said that slapping people does not slap people in the face, but why does her senior brother only slap them in the face?

Qingling's eyes full of doubts rolled around, and his eyes casually glanced at Mu Ziling in Long Xiaoyu's arms.

When she saw Mu Ziling's white and stunningly beautiful face, there were several bright red fingerprints pinched by fingers on the chin, Qing Ling immediately understood.

turn out to be……

Fingerprints, tooth for tooth!

After understanding, Qingling waved his fist aggressively, and angrily added in his heart: 'Yes, Yu Wenhao should be hit! kill him! Beat him! '

After being slapped in the face for the second time, Yu Wenhao's whole brain went off-line and fluttered for a while, his tinnitus was dizzy, and his vision was blurred.

After regaining his senses, Yu Wenhao spat out a mouthful of thick, turbid blood. His bloodshot eyes were burning with anger, and his lungs were about to explode.

This is a real slap in the face, really insulted by Chi Guoguo.

How can Yu Wenhao, who has always been aloof, supported and admired by all, bear this?

"Long Xiaoyu, how dare you treat my Palace Master like this!" Yu Wenhao's swollen pig-headed face was ferocious and frightening, distorted and terrifying, and he stretched out his hand to attack Long Xiaoyu.

Long Xiaoyu didn't dodge or dodge, but he was extremely careful in protecting the person in his arms, so as not to let her touch the slightest body wave.

When Yu Wenhao stretched out his fierce claws, Long Xiaoyu's phoenix eyes narrowed, and a violent cold light flashed in his eyes.

Following that, the slender arms stretched forward and rotated flexibly.

Long Xiaoyu's outstretched arm didn't look powerful at all, but the moves in front of Yu Wenhao's eyes were weird and tricky, overwhelming and hard to guard against.

So, under this chaotic and strange move, Yu Wenhao, who was attacking furiously, was dazzled for a moment.

However, Yu Wenhao, who was on the verge of going berserk, had only one thought in his mind at this moment: rush up and tear Long Xiaoyu apart.

At this moment, he seemed to have completely lost his mind and couldn't think that much at all.

Yu Wenhao burst out with all his anger and strength, and rushed forward.

However, Yu Wenhao hadn't gotten close to Long Xiaoyu and the others by one meter, when the messy move in front of him suddenly turned into a punch from the air, hitting the soft eye socket unexpectedly.

Yu Wenhao suddenly let out a scream, and the whole person was about to fly backwards.

But who knows, at the moment when Yu Wenhao was hit by this punch and was about to fly backward with inertia——