Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

After Yu Wenhao spat out a mouthful of blood, he felt his internal organs were shaken violently, as if he had been shattered.

At this moment, Yu Wenhao showed a look of extreme pain, and an angry glint flashed in his blood-colored eyes.

But they didn't know that at almost the same time, the virtual dragon that threw out the dragon and swung its tail immediately burst out another burst of violent power in mid-air.

"Wow—"

With the crackling sound, in an instant, the entire virtual dragon turned into a ball of powder in the air, and disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared before.

This is how it happened.

Because the people present at this moment, except for Long Xiaoyu and Mu Ziling who was protected by him in his arms, everyone else was brainwashed by the powder that Xulong turned into, completely unaware of its appearance and existence just now.

At this moment, Qingling and Guiying were blinded by the fierce light of Xulong's explosion, and they were all thrown several meters away.

When they immediately came back to their senses, the memory in their minds seemed to have been forcibly hollowed out.

They forgot the battle where Xulong appeared just now, and when they opened their eyes, they were only shocked to see such a scene——

After the power of Yu Wenhao's virtual dragon erupted, a sound that seemed to be heartbroken immediately rose from his body, which was already surging with qi and blood.

This voice was faintly mixed with a floating sense of exhaustion, more like the call of death from hell, brutal and frightening.

The moment Xulong disappeared, Yu Wenhao's eyes were full of disbelief, as if he didn't know what happened, or as if he didn't even know how he was attacked.

In less than a second, Yu Wenhao couldn't bear the impact of the power, and directly formed a high parabola, and with a plop, he was thrown into the deep river with rolling water again...

In just a short moment, the originally turbid river was dyed a large area of ​​blood red, the blood color filled the air, and the fishy smell was hazy and foggy.

After Yu Wenhao fell into the water, the huge water waves in the river calmed down instantly.

It seems that the war is over.

The memory of Qingling and Guiying only existed at the moment when Long Xiaoyu released the wind blade golden thread, and then it seemed that in the blink of an eye, Yu Wenhao disappeared tragically from their eyes.

However, before Yu Wenhao fell into the water, the serious injury he received and the expression he showed gave them an idea of ​​affirmation.

"Wow..." Qing Ling stared at the blood-colored river for a while, before opening her mouth quietly. Her tone was a little fluttering, but her eyes were very sure: "Yu Wenhao is dead? Really dead!"

The dignified leader of Longyue Palace was solved by his senior within a few strokes?

Is it like this?

The facts in front of them did tell them that this was indeed the case.

This is simply too damn shocking, and so damn cool!

Seeing the breath of death seem to be exuding in the still flowing river, Gui Ying was also a little surprised, and then he understood.

Yes, it would be impossible if this happened to someone else, but with the existence of the master, there is nothing impossible for him.

Therefore, it is not surprising that Yu Wenhao was killed by his master.

But, is Yu Wenhao really dead?

As Yu Wenhao himself said, it is impossible for him to die so easily.

And at this moment, Long Xiaoyu and Mu Ziling couldn't be more clear in their hearts.

Yu Wenhao didn't die, at most he just lost most of his life.

And at this moment, he was no longer in the river.

Because at the moment when Yu Wenhao fell into the river, it was also the moment when the Xulong powder disappeared completely, a wisp of black smoke suddenly appeared inexplicably in the river.

The river is shrouded in black smoke, weird and mysterious.

The black smoke appeared extremely quickly, and it also disappeared.

But at that time, Long Xiaoyu frowned slightly, and a bit of coldness flashed across his eyes.

When he found that plume of black smoke, he seemed to have realized something.

So, at that time, Long Xiaoyu endured another wave of pain that came suddenly, and planned to use his strength to strike again, but he heard a weak and gentle voice coming from his arms.

...

After Mu Ziling suffered from that wave of cold thorns, her body really didn't even have any strength left, and she couldn't move if she wanted to.

However, when the inexplicable black smoke appeared in the river, Mu Ziling had a vague premonition that the black smoke should be more difficult to deal with than Yu Wenhao.

Someone came and rescued Yu Wenhao!

Mu Ziling believes in Long Xiaoyu's strength, and even more believes in his ability to win.

However, she didn't want Long Xiaoyu to deal with this shadowless person in order to deal with Yu Wenhao, endure strong pain, and consume his body energy again and again.

Long Xiaoyu once told her that when he was taking Yu's heart, evil spirit leaned over him, as if possessed by bad luck.

The evil spirit leaned forward... If it was Mu Ziling who knew nothing about martial arts, she might not be able to understand it, but now that she knows martial arts and can do martial arts, she can also understand the twists and turns.

Therefore, she can definitely guess——

Under the strong fluctuations, Long Xiaoyu's body burst out in pain accompanied by evil spirits. If the relief is uneven, there is an extreme possibility of going crazy.

Becoming obsessed... This possibility, no matter how small, cannot be taken lightly!

Mu Ziling knew that her thoughts were very likely to cause future troubles after letting the tiger go back to the mountain, and eventually a huge disaster, but she couldn't care about that much anymore.

So, just when Long Xiaoyu discovered something abnormal in the river and was about to strike again, Mu Ziling tried his best to open his mouth, and spit out a sentence word by word: "Long Xiaoyu, I hurt!"

In fact, she doesn't feel any pain anymore, she just hurts for him!

Mu Ziling's voice was very soft, as if it could only be expressed with lip shapes, it could hardly be heard.

But such a broken and subtle voice, to Long Xiaoyu's ears, was clear and shocking.

Therefore, because of Mu Ziling's sudden utterance at a critical moment, all of Long Xiaoyu's senses were broken.

He stopped.

The black smoke disappeared very quickly, even if Long Xiaoyu reacted immediately, it was too late. The most important thing is that there is nothing more important than Mu Ziling.

Although Mu Ziling's words contained many layers of meaning, but Long Xiaoyu only understood it literally and took it seriously.

He looked at the little woman in his arms with pity, and asked softly, "Where does it hurt?"

However, before the words fell, Mu Ziling looked at him with worried eyes, and realized that her little hand was softly resting on his still painful left chest at some point. .

Long Xiaoyu's heart suddenly trembled.

At this moment, what else does he not understand?

Staring deeply at the little woman in front of him, Long Xiaoyu's cold and stern eyes had not yet dissipated, suddenly a flash of understanding and helplessness seemed to exist, but his heart was filled with incomparable satisfaction and contentment.

He doesn't know when she woke up, but he knows that this stupid woman is extremely careful, observant, smart and wise, and it's not always a good thing to behave in front of him all the time.

How he thought, she could be a little stupid, only stupid in front of him!

Thinking of this, Long Xiaoyu sighed helplessly in his heart... This idea is really far away for him.

When Long Xiaoyu stopped, Mu Ziling only thought that Long Xiaoyu stopped when he realized that she was awake, but when he asked her now, she felt a little unbelievable.

How good is Long Xiaoyu's hearing ability?

She really wanted him to hear it just now, but the voice was so small that she couldn't even hear it herself, why did he hear it?

It was really strange, and Mu Ziling couldn't understand it.

Although she couldn't understand how sensitive Long Xiaoyu's ears were, but facing Long Xiaoyu's question, Mu Ziling just shook her head, expressing that the pain was gone.

Feeling that her mental and physical strength didn't seem to be too weak to be shaken anymore, Mu Ziling asked worriedly: "I'm fine, but you..."

"Stupid woman, what's wrong with your man?" Long Xiaoyu gently stroked Mu Ziling's fair and flawless face with his big cold hands, with a helpless soft light in his eyes: "Don't worry, huh?"

"You're stupid." Mu Ziling retorted unconvinced, and her voice was choked and reproachful: "I know that my heart hurts, but I still have to work hard to kill Yu Wenhao, if the evil spirit bites back again What to do, do you know how serious the consequences are? You..."

In the end, Mu Ziling didn't know what to say anymore, she nodded at Long Xiaoyu's still pale handsome face, and angrily threw out a sentence: "Tell me, are you stupid?"

As everyone knows, only Mu Ziling dared to point at His Highness Qi Wang's nose like that, and shouted that he was stupid.

Moreover, listening to Mu Ziling's scolding and blaming, His Royal Highness Qi Wang was still very warm in his heart.

He rubbed her head, and was about to say something to comfort the little woman who was so worried that she was going to explode.

Who knows, there are always those who have no eyesight to disturb!

Qing Ling and Gui Ying, who were still in disbelief and amazed at the news of Yu Wenhao's death, heard the voice from their side, and immediately ran over like chicken blood.

"Xiao Lingzi, are you awake? How are you? Is there something wrong?" Qingling asked many questions in succession, but they all expressed the same meaning.

Before Mu Ziling had a chance to speak, Qingling danced and said excitedly: "I tell you, the battle just now was very intense, Yu Wenhao was clicked by senior brother—"

In fact, what Qingling said about the battle situation was only when Long Xiaoyu appeared, and in her subconscious mind, the wind blade golden thread solved Yu Wenhao first-line.

Regarding the appearance of Xulong, it was completely fragmented.

Here, the fierce fighting situation she mentioned seemed to be made up by her own brain.

But what he didn't know was that Qing Ling was dancing and dancing, and before he could finish his crackling words, Long Xiaoyu's expression darkened suddenly, and he gave her a cold sideways glance.

This glance, like a sharp blade of ice that has been accumulated for thousands of years, can directly freeze people to the bone.

Immediately, all the words that Qingling had accumulated were strangled in her throat.

She raised her hand subconsciously, and made a gesture of sealing her mouth directly, as if she had her own sealing tape, her mouth was tightly closed, not daring to say a word.

Seeing this, Mu Ziling was a little dumbfounded.

Yu Wenhao didn't die, although it was a bit of a pity, and Qingling and the others didn't seem to know the existence of this pity.

But now it seems that everything is calm, and it is not appropriate to break the beautiful fantasy of this living thing.

However, when it comes to the battle situation just now... Mu Ziling's eyes suddenly became a little dark.