Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

foster father?

When these two words were heard clearly in his ears, Mu Ziling's willow eyebrows moved slightly, and there were thousands of ponies galloping past in his heart.

Instead of asking her to call her master affectionately, let her call her foster father even more affectionately?

But who will tell her, what is the mind of this great god who has despised her for being inferior several times in a row?

He obviously despised her to the limit, but he still wanted to get closer to her, and asked her to call her adoptive father as soon as he opened his mouth...

Involuntarily, Mu Ziling's mind was messed up, her mouth was pursed into a straight line, and she didn't speak for a long time.

Jun Lin weighed the small brocade box in his hand with a hint of intent, his dark eyes became brighter and brighter: "You don't want anything anymore?"

The temptation of Chi Guoguo!

But Mu Ziling still stood still and said nothing.

Seeing that Mu Ziling was standing still like a piece of wood, not understanding at all, Jun Lintian's dark eyes flickered slightly, and he sighed secretly: "Forget it!"

Seemingly no longer embarrassing her, Jun Lintian flicked his sleeves and turned around. The virtual image of his figure on the door gradually became blurred, as if it would disappear in the next second.

Seeing this, Mu Ziling couldn't stand anymore, she hurriedly said, "Wait a minute... foster father!"

Mu Ziling thought over and over again, she was the one who took advantage of the adoptive father, not to mention that this great god was Master Long Xiaoyu, no matter how they were related, they couldn't be cleared up.

With the sound of foster father, the virtual image on the door that was about to disappear suddenly became clear again.

"Stretch out your hand..." Jun Lintian turned around and waved at Mu Ziling, his tone was unexpectedly soft and gentle.

It seemed that the hurried but very kind "foster father" instantly melted all the coldness and cruelty, and his attitude towards the girl whom he despised again and again a moment ago had a 180-degree change.

As the words fell, Jun Lintian had already opened the small brocade box and took out the soul of the star.

But at this moment, Mu Ziling pouted, with a sullen little face, she didn't know what she was thinking, but she obediently extended her left hand to him.

Jun Lintian lifted Mu Ziling's sleeves, revealing the imprint of stars on her arm.

Following that, the star soul in his palm glowed with a dazzling white light, which turned into a white streamer in the blink of an eye.

The white streamer is misty and dense, flowing lightly.

Jun Lintian's big palm moved suddenly, and immediately a stream of white light poured into Mu Ziling's already black star imprint.

Mu Ziling stared at this scene with wide eyes.

She clearly saw that the white streamer seemed to overwhelm the host, directly erasing the black mark on the star mark without a trace.

Then, the white streamer covered the connected second line, and then showed the third line.

This process was only a few seconds long, but Mu Ziling was stunned.

You know, when she was in the first and second ranks of the stars before, it was not so simple, fast, and effortless. On the contrary, she took a lot of effort and energy.

It's just, why the black line that seemed to declare death disappeared, the current star mark is different from the mark before the shadowless needle, except for the color, everything else is as usual.

The former purple light has changed to the current white light, but it looks more holy and inviolable, as if no evil thing can invade.

Could it be... that the Shadowless Needle is gone?

With this expected and happy conjecture, Mu Ziling suddenly raised his head, his eyes sparkled, and he looked at the insurmountable mountain in front of him with anticipation.

Before she could ask, Jun Lintian had already seen through her heart.

I saw him reaching out to rub Mu Ziling's head, his eyes unconsciously stained with a hint of pampering: "Silly girl, don't think of being so beautiful, without ocher and precious blood ginseng, even the Daluo Immortal can't make it Shadowless Needle Removal."

Hearing this, Mu Ziling felt a little lost, but she didn't understand: "Then why did it turn white?"

"The pain caused by the shadowless needle is endless. How can you, a little girl who is afraid of needles, bear it again and again? My foster father just helped you connect the three lines, and he also relieved you of the pain of the shadowless needle recurrence in the future." Jun Lintian's tone of understatement appeared to be very patient.

Strange, how did he know she was afraid of needles?

Along with this doubt amidst bewilderment, Mu Ziling nodded: "Oh!"

No matter what, she was satisfied, if she could bear the pain from the shadowless needle, she would never want to bear it again, but now, the pain can be relieved a little bit.

What he didn't know was that Mu Ziling didn't know that the lightening wasn't just a literal meaning until a certain day later.

At this time, Jun Lintian stretched out his hand to pinch the bones on Mu Ziling's arm that seemed to be broken if he squeezed them, and earnestly warned: "Don't be impatient to explore the secrets of the imprint of the stars, and practice more frequently in the future. At a high level, all secrets are no longer unknowns."

Mu Ziling replayed the last words in his mind.

At the end, she nodded half-understanding, and responded obediently: "I see, thank you foster father."

A warm look flashed across Jun Lintian's eyes, and he explained meaningfully: "Remember what your adoptive father said, and you must also remember the person in that painting..."

Before the words were finished, the virtual image on the door disappeared in the blink of an eye. Mu Ziling wanted to ask any more questions, but he had no chance.

Looking at the door that had returned to normal, Mu Ziling sighed helplessly.

But at this time, because of the disappearance of the virtual image, there was a loud but hoarse voice like a lion's roar from outside the door.

"Sister-in-law three, it's dawn, wake up~~~"

This majestic roar must have used Long Xiaoze's lifelong skills.

But no matter how great the roaring skill is, let alone whether it can be heard within a hundred doors, just say that there is only one door separated by a towering mountain... It is really hard for this child to roar like that.

Mu Ziling couldn't help laughing, she picked out her ears, then walked forward, and the last door opened automatically.

"Mu Ziling, wake up, cough cough..."

Outside, Long Xiaoze was still shouting in a hoarse voice, but when he saw that the door in front of him was finally opened, he couldn't catch it in one breath, and coughed violently.

"Ahem...Sister-in-law three, I..." Long Xiaoze thumped his chest violently, coughing until he could barely speak.

Seeing that Mu Ziling had finally come out, Qingling on the side couldn't help complaining: "Little Lingzi, why are you getting up when the sun is drying your butt? I can't get in to call you, our voices are almost smoking, Those nasty people are gone."

For those annoying people, Qingling refers to the group of people who also live in Liuheyuan.

"I've been delayed by something." Mu Ziling rubbed his nose with an apologetic face, and then said, "Let's hurry up, I'm afraid we'll be late if we don't."

Because the auction time was stipulated, they were afraid that they would be disqualified from the auction if they were late, so the three of them rushed towards the auction site without saying a word.

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The three of them quickly arrived at the third auction site.

only……

Where is this auction site? It was clearly a martial arts competition arena, and it was also an extraordinary martial arts competition arena.

What is normal?

I saw the entire arena standing in mid-air in the form of a large disc. The black and smooth boulder platform was about ten centimeters thick, and supporting the entire thick platform was a large ball that looked like it could roll.

The diameter of the big ball is about five meters high. It supports the boulder platform and is parallel to the ground. At first glance, the entire arena seems to be very stable and firm.

But the entire big ball is located in a huge deep pit, the deep pit is pitch black, even if people approach it, they can't see the bottom, and there is a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere in it, and no one knows what is there.

On both sides of the arena, there are tall seats to watch the battle.

On the high seats going up the stairs on both sides, there are three low tables and futons for two people to sit on one side. The seats are just enough for all the people living in the Liuhe courtyard to be seated, one not too many and one not too many.

Compared with the previous two inhuman auctions, this time it seemed much more humane. There were various fruit cakes on the table for the auctioneers to enjoy.

But these are not the most attractive.

The most striking thing is that above the two rows of tables, that is, the host platform in front of the ring.

The presiding platform was very large, not a simple table and chairs, but a warm and comfortable soft couch, covered with brocade and velvet blankets, surrounded by red veils, fluttering in the wind.

The entire presiding stage was surrounded by a blush, all of which were exquisite and luxurious, enchanting and charming, and could be said to be the most eye-catching presence in the audience.

In this way, if we want to talk about the mood of the person who hosted this time, according to Mu Ziling's words, it can only be attributed to two words: coquettish!

Looking at the unbelievable environment in front of him, Long Xiaoze rubbed his eyes, then rubbed his eyes again, looking at the so-called auction site in disbelief: "Did we come to the wrong place? How do I think this place seems to be in the wrong place?" Fighting, isn't it an auction?"

Compared to Long Xiaoze who was surprised, Qing Ling seemed much calmer.

I saw her pointing to the group of Yu Wenhao who had already sat on the high seat, and said in a serious manner: "There is nothing wrong, don't you see a bunch of annoying people here? And this Shengshi Auction does not follow the usual path. Thinking about the previous two times, and now the auction site is like this, what's so strange?"

Mu Ziling smiled disapprovingly, noncommittal.

What Qing Ling said is right, Shengshi Auction is not understood on the surface, it is said to be an auction, but the tricks that emerge one after another have nothing to do with the auction of the highest price.

"Let's go, let's talk about it first." Mu Ziling waved his hands, and went straight to the high seat next to the ring.

She paid more attention to the person hosting the auction than the strangeness of the auction venue.

Look at that soft couch full of coquettishness, it is obviously not the style of the elegant Tianjizi, let alone the lord of the prosperous age.

...

The three of them walked towards the high seat together, but the group of people sitting on the high seat only stared at Mu Ziling, each with their own demeanor, but their thoughts seemed to be the same, wishing to tear her to pieces.

If eyes could kill, Mu Ziling would have been dead the moment she appeared here.

But at this moment, she walked to the empty seat as if no one else was there, and sat directly in an empty seat in the middle.

At the same time, Ouyang Feiyu, who was sitting on the left side of Mu Ziling with a table and a distance away, watched her sit down, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he said with interest: "We met again..."