Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

Mu Ziling hadn't said anything yet, and the sound of piercing sounds like magic sounds in the vast mist was heard again.

"Haha ... the second half of the prosperous season begins, one hour before the end of the countdown, and one hour later, the auction is completely over. You little dolls with no hair growth, go wherever you go! "

This sound is more ironic and ridiculous than it was just now. It seems that this short hour is not needed, and everyone will withdraw from this auction.

I don't know if it is Mu Ziling's illusion, she always feels that this person's magic sound is somewhat familiar.

However, she couldn't recall how she heard this voice.

However, after listening to this person, Mu Ziling made a deep conclusion ... This wonderful auction method of the prosperous world is based on the brain.

At this moment I heard that Yu Wenhao was far away from them.

Ding Ziyanghu suspected: "Well? Isn't this the first game? How could it be the second game?"

Long Xiaoze on this side was also suspicious: "We have only been here obviously? How did this maze become the second game? What about the first game?"

"You're stupid!" Qing Ling gave him a white look and whispered: "Remember the doorman when we entered the maze?"

After such a reminder from Qing Ling, Long Xiaoze suddenly realized: "It was the one ..."

It turned out to be the first game!

It turned out that the reward of the first game was that they could easily get purple silk?

The response of Long Xiaoze was excited.

Whoa! His family's mistress. What kind of luck is Nima stepping on?

They were so blind that the cat met the dead mouse's stepping point, and caught the gatekeeper of Tian Xunzi, and passed the level easily.

Just when Long Xiaoze was almost excited to call out, that side--

"Yeah, this is obviously the first game, how did it become the second game, then who won the reward of the first game, and ..." Long Xiaoli echoed Ding Ziyang's words.

Then, he pointed directly at the sky and shouted loudly: "Also, this labyrinth, what a breaking rule, we can't find a way out for a few days, now you let us find out for an hour, what to open-"

Long Xiaoli's last word, 'joking', had not yet been spoken. The voice in the fog suddenly became cold and horrifying, interrupting Long Xiaoli's clamor.

"Rules? Hahaha ..." The voice master in that fog smiled like a demon and couldn't tolerate his voice: "Do n’t you know that here is the rule of the lord of the world, dare to despise the lord, and be ready to be punished, haha ... "

Long Xiaoli had not recovered from the laughter of the shock film. Suddenly, the misty white mist gathered in the sky, changing shape at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Suddenly, a large white mist on the side of the mysterious ghost gathered in the air into a palm that looked like a palm of the gods, and shot it hard against Long Xiaoli's face.

The slap came fiercely, and it was invincible.

"Pop!" A loud, crisp sound.

Obviously this is a white misty palm that is as large as the floor, but the picture of Long Xiaoli's face has become a palm print that is as large as an ordinary person's hand.

"puff--"

Long Xiaoli spit out a cloud of blood, and Qing Junming's face suddenly appeared a deep slap print, red and eye-catching.

For the first time in his life, he was beaten, and it was still under the public ... Long Xiaoli's anger was imagined.

However, in such a place, under the eyes of such a perverted prosperous lord, Long Xiaoli dares not to speak, and dares not to add a word.

Seeing the situation at the moment, while Long Xiaoze was gloating, he patted his chest secretly fortunately.

Fortunately, fortunately, he didn't stand up to ask such silly words just now, otherwise the slap would fall on his handsome and handsome face of Yushu Linfeng.

But who knows, Long Xiaoze's heart is not yet celebrated, and the lord of the prosperous next word did not want him to disobey him.

"Hahaha ... you little babies, you must be too excited, you condone this little night arrogantly arrogant to the lord, deduct the auction time from now, ready to count down ... Yixiang!"

The words of the lord of the flourishing age seemed to be playing with people, and the laughter was loud, but still with a majestic sound, and could not be refuted.

A stick of incense!

Everyone is dumbfounded.

One hour is enough, and the chance to get out of the maze is very small.

But now, after such a stir by Long Xiaoli, it turned into a fragrant incense, and this was a rare opportunity.

As a result, when the lord of the heyday came out, not only did Long Xiaoze disapprove of jumping, but at the moment, in addition to Long Xiaoyu and Mu Ziling, there were also leaves Jiamu and Long Jiayi who came to look for people. Everyone wants to yell.

Of course, more than that, Long Xiaoli, who made an hour of incense, suffered from everyone's white eyes and full of resentment.

"He talks disapprovingly, what's the matter with us?"

"I thought it was his Gallo here. It's ridiculous to cover the sky with one hand!"

"Looking at Long Xiaoli, he looks so upright, why is he guilty like a market child?"

...

It was a hard time to come to the prosperous world, and even the shadow of the strange treasure was not seen, which made everyone feel uncomfortable and complained.

If he did not slap his face with the lord of the flourishing age, Long Xiaoli might have a thick cheek, and heeded the grievances of everyone, and thickened his cheek to the end.

However, the slap of the prosperous lord seemed to smash his thick and indestructible skin, and Long Xiaoli's flushed face turned into a pig's liver color, which was extremely ugly.

Bai Yixue was also very resentful, but she had to laugh with a smile on her face to comfort Long Xiaoli, standing with him.

At this time, the misty white mist in the sky changed again.

I saw that white mist that seemed to be ever-changing.

With the changes around, it soon became a huge incense burner. On the incense burner was a column incense like Optimus Prime's white mist.

Although the column incense is formed from white mist, it is like an incense that is disappearing and becoming shorter.

This also means that the time for a joss stick has started.

"Baby dolls, cherish your last incense in the heyday, hahaha ..."

The voice of the lord of the heyday disappeared into the mist with laughter.

Yu Wenhao came for Qi Zhen's blood, did he have to return so empty-handed?

Back empty-handed ... This is something that Yu Wenhao will never allow.

The most important thing is that the venom on him is even more intolerable.

Yu Wenhao knows that compared to regaining antidote from Mu Ziling, this Zhenzhen blood ginseng has 100% certainty.

It is bound to shoot back Zhenzhen blood ginseng. The most important thing is that he still has to rely on Yanzhen blood ginseng to strengthen his strength, and then fight against Long Xiaoyu to the end!

"Is Long Xiaoli?" Yu Wenhao narrowed his eyes, turned his head, and threatened coldly at Long Xiaoli: "If the owner of this Ayaka Uchiha does not get out of the maze, even if you are now Prince Gallo , The owner of this palace is absolutely endless with you! Huh! "

Before the words fell, Yu Wenhao threw away his sleeves fiercely, and then led his own people to find the way intently.

Yu Wenhao's words did not make Long Xiaoli angry to vomit blood.

Originally he wanted to take advantage of these people to get rid of Long Xiaoyu in one shot, but he never thought, but now he has become the target of public criticism.

At this point, Ding Ziyang, Ouyang Feiyu and others all scornfully appreciated Long Xiaoli's eyes and successively sought out a way out.

Leng Buding suffered from the white eyes cast by people who were supposed to be on the same front.

I haven't found a way out for a few days, but now I ca n’t get out, but is there still a difference between an hour and a joss stick?

The crowd on that side set out again to find the way, on the other side.

Qing Ling clasped her head with both hands, crying like she was going crazy, "What to do, there is only a stick of incense. If we just go back like this, wouldn't our suffering in these days be vain? Don't!"

Long Xiaoze nodded, expressing deep sympathy.

He was also discouraged and said suddenly: "It's been a few days now, and we can't find a way out, let alone a joss stick, an hour, even if we give us another day, I don't see any hope."

"No! We can't just let it go. Is it easy for us to come all the way?" Qing Ling stomped hard and was very excited: "Ozawako, don't say a stick of incense, even if it is one second, we also Can't be wasted, go, find your way! "

Qing Ling said, it is necessary to pull Long Xiaoze together.

But who knows, Long Xiaoze gave himself up to the end, sitting directly on the ground with one buttock and waving his hands: "If you don't go, don't go, fortunately, who of us can compare to the sister-in-law. I would rather sit here and enjoy the last goodness ... "

Long Xiaoze didn't finish his words, and he turned subconsciously to Mu Ziling and Long Xiaoyu.

Suddenly, Long Xiaoze discovered that Mu Ziling and Long Xiaoyu had been in such a state of integrity from the appearance of the lord of the prosperous period to the disappearance.

Not only did the two people say nothing, they also did not have any nervous expression, nor did they look like they gave up.

It's impossible, it shouldn't ... Look at the two expressions stupidly stupidly, there seems to be no way to find out the two who are thinking of the road, Long Xiaoze can't help shaking his head.

Is it ...

"Yeah!" Suddenly, Long Xiaoze screamed as if he had guessed something. He rushed up from the ground like a chicken and rushed forward: "Three brothers and three sisters, are you--"

Long Xiaoze wasn't close, and before the last few words could be asked, he was picked up by Long Xiaoyu, like throwing a rag, and thrown away far away.

Seeing Long Xiaoze turn into a rag, he was mercilessly thrown away, Qing Ling had no time to say the last word he deserved.

Suddenly, Qing Ling's eyes lighted up, as if she had been instilled by the lotus roots. As if she had woke up at first, she also ran towards Mu Ziling.

Qingling ran to the past as if she had found a new continent, rejoicing, holding Mu Ziling's hand, and eagerly asked, "Little spirit son, tell me, do you have a solution?"