Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

The last "handsome" word must sound, Mu Ziling was too lazy to watch how Ouyang Feiyu reacted after hearing this answer.

I saw her turn her head smartly, shook her long hair, and left without looking back.

But who knows, Mu Ziling just took two steps, and his slender wrist was caught from behind!

Mu Zi turned roundly, glaring at the person grabbing her wrist, and immediately became angry.

There was a sharp light from her glistening eyes: "What else do you want?"

She knew, how could this person treat her just by answering a question!

This man is obviously playing with her!

His wrists were clasped tightly, and Mu Ziling couldn't help it.

Angrily, she suddenly lifted up another free hand, condensed a powerful force, and slammed into Ouyang Feiyu with one palm—

Ouyang Feiyu didn't dodge or hide, nor did he fight back with a violent oncoming palm.

When Mu Ziling slammed into his hand, he stood so quietly, with a light smile under his eyes, secretive and unpredictable.

This is clearly standing up and ready to palm.

Ouyang Wanrou, who has been waiting not far away for Mu Ziling's death, is watching this scene incredibly.

She wondered why she had waited so long. Why didn't her brother teach Mu Ziling fiercely, and he didn't even understand that he was still standing still and beaten.

Seeing that Mu Ziling had already attacked, Ouyang Wanrou rushed forward without a word, shouting: "Brother!"

This palm gathered the strength of Mu Ziling's whole body, with an unparalleled potential. If he was hit, even if he could not die, he could hit him with severe injuries and vomit blood.

However, Mu Ziling always underestimated the strength of the other party.

Just a few millimeters from the deadly position of Ouyang Feiyu's chest in her palm, she even seemed to touch his clothes at the moment when she was-

There was a touch of sly arc in the corner of Ouyang Feiyu's mouth. He did not know when he had reached out, and accurately held Mu Ziling's palmy hand.

This palm can undoubtedly hit the opponent solidly, but it failed after all.

"Ouyang Feiyu, don't go too far!" Even if he missed, both hands were caught and he couldn't shake the slightest. Mu Zi was very angry.

It is self-evident that this person's strength is above her, but Mu Ziling cannot predict at all how far it is above.

Is this person really just a little bit less capable of being the most powerful Master of the Nether Moon?

Mu Ziling expressed skepticism.

Staring at the delicate little face that was about to be ignited by the fire, Ouyang Feiyu seemed to have a desire to anger her for pleasure.

At the end, he raised an eyebrow mysteriously, suddenly approaching Mu Ziling's ear, and slowly spit out a sentence: "Little girl, if you want to hurt me, your fire is not enough."

Having said that, before Mu Ziling was ready to attack with his feet again, he let go of her, raised his hands high to surrender, and stepped back two steps.

His action was obvious, this time he was really ready to let Mu Ziling go.

However, the situation just appeared, Mu Ziling's alert was still there. She stood still like a sculpture, looking at Ouyang Feiyu with a hostile look.

Ouyang Feiyu hooked his lips: "I look forward to our next meeting."

He said this happily, and raised his chin to signal that she could really leave.

Neurosis!

Mu Ziling gave him a cold look and turned his head to leave.

"Fox, don't want to go!" Mu Ziling had not yet taken a few steps, and Ouyang Wanrou, who had already rushed here, sacrificed a long whip from her body and circled at Mu Ziling's feet.

Huh!

For a moment, Mu Ziling stepped forward and was tied by a long whip.

The pace of leaving was stopped again, and Mu Ziling's anger at this moment can be imagined.

It's not over yet, right?

Mu Ziling looked down and caught her whip under her feet, her eyes narrowed slightly, and a very cold smile flashed under her eyes.

Guan Gong played a big knife in front of him, and he couldn't help it!

Ouyang Wanrou successfully tied Mu Ziling's foot and pulled her back.

But who knows, at the moment when she was working hard, she saw Mu Ziling's feet suddenly lift off the ground, and the whole person rose into the air.

Rising into the air only in an instant--

Mu Ziling spread out his hands in a word shape, and bent his one foot, the whole person seemed to be a golden rooster independent, floating in the air.

The cold autumn wind was whizzing, Xiao Xiao was stern and stern, but it was not as cold and empty as her body at this moment.

In mid-air, Mu Ziling's skirt fluttered and her three thousand long hair fluttered like a goddess high above her, which was beyond reach.

"Fox, get me down!" Seeing such a beautiful scene, Ouyang Wanrou sighed, turned a whip in the palm of her hand, and tried to pull it.

At the same time, when he felt that the force of being pulled under his feet had reached the extreme, Mu Ziling's mouth evoked a cold smile.

I saw the next second, she fell backwards, like a spiral, began a dazzling rotation.

This process may seem long, but it just happened in an instant!

Mu Ziling easily broke away the cross-legged whip, and then took advantage of the artillery shell, and the whole person rushed away in the direction of the road ahead.

The restraint state of the two is just like two people pulling on rubber bands. The one who is unwilling to let go and pulls hard is the one with the most injuries.

Mu Ziling, who had loosened earlier, was gone at this moment, and Ouyang Wanrou, who had been angry and forced to tear her out of the air, fell hard and fell backward.

This wrestling was embarrassing and heavy, Ouyang Wanrou could not get up for a long time.

But at this moment the anger in her heart was much greater than the pain in her buttocks.

Ouyang Wanrou stared resentfully at Ouyang Feiyu, who had just seen her and Mu Ziling act unmoved, gritted her teeth and asked, "Brother, why didn't you kill her, why did you let her go?"

Ouyang Wanrou still doesn't understand why her brother who has always loved her didn't avenge her, and didn't teach the fox spirit fiercely? That's all, just watching her being bullied and not shooting.

The most annoying is that he let Mu Ziling leave without any problems.

If she had known, she wouldn't wait obediently, and she was furious.

"Why didn't you kill her ..." Ouyang Feiyu repeated slowly, then looked away from Mu Ziling's disappearing direction, and looked at Ouyang Wanrou, who was sitting on the ground with a wolf howling, and naturally asked: "What she can't do Forgiveness, why did I kill her? "

Ouyang Wanrou suddenly felt aggrieved, but her voice was stronger than once: "She bullied me, insulted me, poisoned me, she **** it!"

"Dammit!" Ouyang Feiyu nodded in agreement, touching his chin.

Ouyang Wan snorted softly, and said angrily, "Why don't you kill her?"

Ouyang Feiyu nodded his mouth and spread his hands innocently: "Look, this is not a moment when she missed her and let her disappear, how can I kill?"

What is a missed moment? I have n’t shot anything from beginning to end!

Ouyang Wanrou stared at Ouyang Feiyu with an unpleasant expression, crying angrily: "Brother, I mean just you ..."

"Okay, I'll see you next time and see if I can kill her." Ouyang Feiyu waved his hand, then reached out to pull Ouyang Wanrou: "Hurry up."

The slump of that **** hit the coccyx directly. When Ouyang Wanrou was pulled up, tears came out when she hurt the injured bone, but she still reminded solemnly: "Brother, no matter what, next time You must kill her! "

"Okay, next time!" Ouyang Feiyu nodded helplessly, but there was a strange smile in his eyes, Ouyang Wanrou didn't notice it.

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Mu Ziling flew straight, and there was no rest on the way down the mountain.

Before long, she was at the foot of the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, Mu Ziling landed and walked.

If she could, she just really wanted to whip Ouyang Wanrou again, but the situation at the time did not allow her to do that.

Ouyang Feiyu, she was considered a tutor today.

Since each of them likes to oppose her so much, and entangles her as soon as she meets Lai Pi snake, then in the future, while strengthening herself, she will have to keep a low profile and finally control her destiny in front of her strength.

Mu Ziling opened the sleeve on his left arm and looked at the star marks that had always been shining on it. Now it seemed to be polluted by death, and there was no purple light.

There are many surpluses and shortcomings!

I wonder where will her fate return soon? Mu Ziling's eyes filled with a bitter smile, with a trace of loneliness and loneliness in the smile.

Obviously, he is not afraid of the cold, but he has not yet entered the winter. Xiao Su only brings a bit of cool autumn wind, but makes Mu Ziling feel inexplicably bitter and cold.

She shrunk her neck, rubbed her arms with both hands, and didn't think about it, and ran straight towards Liuheyuan.

...

After walking a long way, suddenly, Mu Ziling noticed that there were two cuddling bodies not far from the front, cuddling together.

They walked forward tremblingly in difficult steps.

The two snuggled backs looked like two poor little beggars who could not return home, with messy hair and muddy dirt. They didn't know how many times they were embarrassed.

Just seeing the backs of the two little beggars, Mu Ziling naturally felt a touch of warmth, as if seeing a long-lost loved one.

Mu Ziling's lips slowly twitched, raising a smile, and she broke open her throat and shouted at the two of them: "Long Xiaoze! Qing Ling ..."

At the moment the two little beggars in front of her voice fell, God stopped in step at the same time, but as if they had been clicked on the acupuncture point, they did not move, and did not turn around slowly.

The two stood still and didn't dare to move, but their ears were raised high, as if considering the truth of the sound they heard.

Seeing this, Mu Ziling smiled helplessly and ran directly at them.

The two were still, motionless, Mu Ziling reached out from behind, clasped one's shoulder with one hand, and pretended to be skeptical: "Aren't you two?"

Mu Ziling's shoulder patting motion was not heavy, but they made both people's bodies shake fiercely ...