Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

Pushed away by Long Xiaoyu, Mu Ziling reached out to him again, wanting to hug him, she wanted to use the only warmth in her body to warm him.

However, looking at her trembling body that seemed to be affected by him, Long Xiaoyu was both helpless and distressed. Seeing her reaching out again, he took a step back and reminded: "If you stand here and feel sorry for me again, Then when the sun rises, I won't be able to eat the fish soup you made."

"But you..." Seeing Long Xiaoyu's calm appearance, Mu Ziling was not at ease at all, and she wanted to say something else.

"Hey, it's okay." Long Xiaoyu bent forward and put a hickey on her forehead with his cold lips, and comforted her softly: "I'll wait for your fish soup in the thatched cottage, huh?"

Mu Ziling hesitated, but finally nodded.

"Then I'll help you in first." Mu Ziling wanted to help Long Xiaoyu, who seemed to be unable to stand still, into the thatched hut first, and then come out to fish.

Who knows——

"Go catch your fish!" Long Xiaoyu, who longed for Mu Ziling to cling to him all the time, actually disliked her approaching for the first time this time, and he snorted coldly: "Don't worry, this little pain is still there." Can't affect your man!"

After finishing speaking, Long Xiaoyu suppressed the constant pain in his chest, stepped forward involuntarily, and strode away.

Seeing the back that seemed to be holding on with all his strength, but still handsome and upright gradually drifted away, Mu Ziling's eyes felt hot, and his heart ached.

...

Dawn dawned, and the sky soon dawned.

That night, Mu Ziling seemed to be patiently fishing for ice carp on Baiyu Lake, but he was absent-minded all the time, focusing on Long Xiaoyu in the thatched hut.

During this period, she was really worried and went to see him once.

...

Mu Ziling didn't go in, but just stood outside the house.

Long Xiaoyu sat cross-legged inside, with his eyes closed tightly, as if isolated from the world, calm and calm, he became a world of his own.

Looking at Long Xiaoyu at first glance, he seemed to be safe and sound, but because of the pain, his stunning face became as pale as paper, as if transparent, and the contours of the facial features with clear lines were as calm and indifferent as if carefully carved by an art master. It comes out exquisite and perfect, but there is no soul work of art.

Looking at the man who has always been a powerful and invincible man, at this moment, his whole body is full of fragile and sickness, Mu Ziling's lips were drawn into a straight line, trying not to go in and disturb him.

Mu Ziling didn't stay for long, but when she turned around to go back to the lake, a strong and dazzling golden light suddenly burst out from inside the thatched cottage.

The golden light penetrated through the layers of thatch and reflected outside, illuminating the light of the surrounding night.

Mu Ziling subconsciously raised her hand to cover the glare of the light, and soon she put down her hand and looked into the thatched cottage.

I saw a noble and domineering phantom virtual dragon wrapped around Long Xiaoyu's body shining with golden light.

The phantom virtual dragon, although it is a vague phantom, is powerful and mighty. The whole body of the dragon has a natural golden light.

Mu Ziling is no stranger to this phantom virtual dragon wrapped around Long Xiaoyu's body.

It appeared once when Long Xiaoyu and Yu Wenhao had a heart-pounding battle.

Mu Ziling still has a deep memory of the majestic and vast scene where the phantom dragon appeared at that time, which seemed to destroy the world.

It's just that staying in the small thatched hut now, the phantom virtual dragon's entire dragon shape has shrunk several times compared to when it hovered in the air and appeared, but the powerful aura emanating from it has not diminished at all.

When the Phantom Dragon appeared for the first time, Mu Ziling felt faintly that it was not just a powerful martial arts move practiced by Long Xiaoyu.

And the scene that happened next made her affirmed that not only was it not a martial arts move controlled by Long Xiaoyu, but it was a naturally existing illusory dragon.

After the phantom virtual dragon appeared, it entangled Long Xiaoyu with its legs crossed and its eyes closed. In just three seconds, it seemed to feel a strange movement. Zi Ling.

It's just a pair of empty and lifeless eyes, but they are very real. The golden light dragon's eyes are full of killing intent, making Mu Ziling outside the room shudder.

Before Mu Ziling could react, the phantom virtual dragon had left Long Xiaoyu's body, and arrived in front of her in the blink of an eye.

The distance between people and dragons is only half a meter.

The four eyes meet each other, lightning and flint.

Facing the eyes that were phantom shadows and hollow but like an abyss of cold pools, Mu Ziling's heart shivered involuntarily, and his whole heart tightened.

For a moment, the feeling of stagnation, oppression, and suffocation spread all over Mu Ziling's body, and then spread to every beating vein in the body.

If it wasn't for Mu Ziling's compulsion to calm down her heart that was so suppressed that she was about to stop breathing, she would have been so frightened by such a terrifying power that she would have knelt down.

Just when Mu Ziling was horrified——

The phantom virtual dragon let out a low dragon chant, staring at Mu Ziling seemed to be full of disturbed hostility, as if he wanted to swallow the little ant in front of him alive.

Mu Ziling secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, slowly raised his hands, and made a gesture of surrender, and opened his mouth by accident, with a trace of innocence in his tone: "Brother Long, Brother Long... I didn't appear here on purpose. I'm bothering you here, I'm just worried about the people inside, absolutely no malice, I'm a good person, a very good person!"

Regardless of whether Phantom Xulong understands her sincere words, Mu Ziling strongly stated that in two lifetimes, this moment has never come true.

There are many wonders in the great world, and it has long been common. Now it is not surprising that she can talk to a virtual thing that can be seen but can't be touched.

Mu Ziling's clear and beautiful eyes firmly faced the phantom virtual dragon who was full of hostility towards her, his eyes were full of sincerity, and at this moment he almost showed his sincere sincerity to it.

Undoubtedly, facing such a powerful phantom creature that could throw her out of the sky with just a flick of the dragon's tail, Mu Ziling's sincere heart was extremely depressed.

I really don't know how there is such a mighty and domineering guardian beside Long Xiaoyu.

If Long Xiaoyu has any unfathomable origins with this phantom virtual dragon, will his identity not be as simple as that of a Jialuo prince?

Just when Mu Ziling was suspicious, the phantom virtual dragon didn't know whether it understood her words, or it didn't bother to deal with a small ant, it flew back to the thatched hut and wrapped itself around Long Xiaoyu's body.

Because Xulong left suddenly, causing a cloud of dust to roll on the ground.

As the smoke and dust curled up, Mu Ziling suddenly choked up his nose, and couldn't help coughing twice: "Cough cough...cough cough..."

But suddenly, the phantom virtual dragon in the thatched hut threw a bloodthirsty look like a sharp sword of ice.

Immediately, Mu Ziling's throat tightened, and all coughs were suppressed back into his stomach.

In the end, seeing that the phantom Xulong was not in the mood to fawn on her anymore, Mu Ziling glanced at Long Xiaoyu reluctantly, and then walked away, wanting to cry without tears.

She thought, with such an arrogant guardian of the dragon, all ghosts, monsters, wolves, tigers and leopards on Miaowu Peak must be shy away, not daring to take a step closer to disturb the thatched cottage.

Although he was always worried about Long Xiaoyu, Mu Ziling didn't think about going to see him again, and stayed wholeheartedly fishing by the lake.

Ice carp is so rare and difficult to catch, its nutritional value is naturally up for grabs, the natural essence nutrition in it has the potential to greatly nourish. Long Xiaoyu is not in good health now, and needs to be nourished.

...

The morning light broke through, and the eastern sky turned white, and the fishing rod, which had been changed so many baits overnight, finally started to move.

After fishing with great patience all night, the fish with unknown temperament finally took the bait.

After a night of fishing and an hour of cleaning and boiling, the milky white ice carp soup was finally boiled out.

Even though it was a busy night, Mu Ziling didn't think about resting, so Mu Ziling directly served the steaming fish soup, and walked directly towards the thatched cottage.

Because of the lessons learned by the Phantom Xulong last night, Mu Ziling did not appear in a hurry, but walked cautiously and quietly.

However, walking quietly around the house, the phantom virtual dragon in the thatched house has disappeared without a trace, as if seeing its appearance last night was just a dream.

Without thinking too much, Mu Ziling walked in directly.

It seemed that because of a night of pain and torture, no matter how powerful and invincible a man was, he was extremely tired and fell into a deep sleep at this moment.

Mu Ziling put the fish soup on the wooden table next to him, then walked quietly to the bed and sat down.

She was worried that the man's pale face that had been as white as paper had turned for the better, and his stunning face had returned to its usual iciness and calmness, as if it were the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, as bright as a fairy.

In order to reassure that the pain had really left him, Mu Ziling lifted the quilt, stretched out his hand and gently attached it to the back of Long Xiaoyu's fair and moist hand.

Although the temperature on his hands still faintly lingered from last night's icy cold, it wasn't that cold anymore.

After covering him with a quilt, Mu Ziling, who had been nervous and worried all night, finally relaxed at this moment.

Seeing that Long Xiaoyu didn't show any signs of waking up, Mu Ziling moistened the brocade handkerchief with spirit pregnancy water, and gently wiped his face, wiping away the traces of pain left over from last night.

After simply wiping Long Xiaoyu, Mu Ziling glanced at the fish soup on the table, then at the man beside him who was breathing evenly and continuously, but finally couldn't bear to wake him up.

Although he hadn't slept all night, Mu Ziling didn't feel tired at all. On the contrary, it seemed that he was full of vigor due to the influence of the rising sun outside.

It is estimated that Long Xiaoyu will not wake up for a while, Mu Ziling thought about it, and decided to continue practicing hard.

Mu Ziling only found out not long ago that Long Xiaoyu had single-mindedly appointed her to treat her heart disease because the person who tied the bell was needed to untie the bell.

So now, she must train harder and try to improve her skills, so that she can drive all the power of Yu Zhixin to heal him.

With all her current strength, she can already drive 70% of her power, not far from 100%.

Mu Ziling walked out of the thatched cottage, and came to the lake again.

Now the shadow dance whip technique has been practiced by her to the threshold of the fifth level, and only the last two levels are left to reach the extreme of the whip shadow, but there is a nine-level instant shadow, but it has been stagnant at the end of the fifth level.