Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

That's right, this mighty virtual image is Master Long Xiaoyu's great god, Jun Lintian!

I don't know if it is Mu Ziling's illusion. She felt that when she finished calling the ‘predecessor of the Great God’, the imaginary image on the door seemed unhappy.

I saw the imaginary image after Mu Ziling called out, he flung his sleeves back suddenly, directly raising a whistle but not dangerous wind, and then seemed to "hum" a nasal sound very unpleasantly.

Mu Ziling combed his hair before going out, but at this moment he was blown into chaos by the inexplicable wind.

She took off the broken hair floating in front of her eyes and sullenly drummed her cheeks.

The previous time she met, she called ‘Senior’ by mouth. This time, she added the word ‘Big God’ in her heart and sincerely, but did not expect that it would cause the other party to be unhappy.

You know, whether in your eyes or in your heart, this ethereal Junlin Tian is a great **** that makes her feel high.

Does the problem appear in the word 'senior'?

Just as Mu Ziling was thinking wildly because of a title--

Jun Lintian turned quietly, he stood high, and saw Mu Ziling sitting on the ground scared, his eyes flashed a bit of disbelief: "Stupid, still so capable, not growing!"

"What?" Mu Ziling returned to God with a frown. After touching Jun Lintian's stare eyes, he realized that he was once again abandoned by this great **** master, Chi Guoguo.

She knew the distance between the little star and the big sun from the master in front of her, but it was not so bad that she would be so disgusted every time she met.

It doesn't matter if she doesn't grow, and she's stupid? Where is she stupid?

Mu Ziling couldn't sit still.

I saw her standing up angrily, patting her ass, and speaking out in persuasion: "Where am I wrong?"

Jun Lintian's long and dark phoenix eyes swept from Mu Ziling, from top to bottom, then from bottom to top, and finally fell to her unconvinced eyes, directly giving a very objective evaluation: "Where is Feng Mao Lin Jiao? Everywhere is bad! "

Eight words, can be described as a hit!

This one was almost abandoned.

Mu Ziling flushed her face. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but a cold chilling look suddenly stunned by Jun Lintian.

For a time, Mu Ziling just felt a gust of wind on his face-

Look again, there is a long, beautiful hand.

"How about painting? Get it!" It seemed as if the beloved baby had been snatched away. Jun Lintian's eyes were deep and temperatureless, and the voice of his mouth was even colder.

"What painting?" Mu Ziling trembled a little in a moment, a little puzzled for a moment.

But the next second, she remembered that she really had a picture of the Great Master signed and stamped by her.

The painting was found in the room behind her in the big bed that was split in half by Ziying Jinbian that day.

Although she only took a serious look at the contents of the painting at that time, the vividly painted and beautiful woman in the painting seemed to be living in Mu Ziling's world, which made her forget it.

There is no doubt that he is there. Now the owner who painted the picture wants to get it back. How can there be a hidden reason?

But because she was placed in the star system before that picture, she couldn't always take out such a long brocade box from the sleeve in front of the Great God, which was not logical.

"You wait!" Mu Ziling hurriedly dropped a sentence and turned to leave.

Because the door needs to buffer time, you can't use light work at all. If you can't stop the car, you will hit the door, so you can only run.

As a result, Mu Ziling hardened his scalp and gritted his teeth. The more depressed he was, the more depressed he ran back and forth across the hundred doors.

Mu Ziling, who hurried away, did not see it. At the moment she turned and ran away, Jun Lin's arrogant cold eyebrows did not consciously cast a smile like a loving father.

Silly girl, she's hiding in her body ...

After a while, Mu Ziling ran back pantingly, holding a small, long and two brocade boxes in his hand.

The small brocade box was originally placed with the long brocade box with picture scrolls, which contained one of the five stars of the stars, the soul of the star.

Earlier, according to the vision of this great **** master, he used a drunk heart to connect a line of star marks, but because of the shadowless needle on the star marks, Mu Ziling was afraid that there would be any side effects, and he was afraid to connect the star soul to the stars.

Theoretically, the soul of the star is something she must get and should not be taken out.

But I was afraid that this great **** master would go for both. Mu Ziling simply took out both of them, so that he would have to run again.

Mu Ziling ran sweaty, panting like a cow. Jun Lintian looked at the bottom of his eyes, and he also revealed his doubtful disappointment in his eyes. He snorted: "It's so bad to run like this in two steps!"

One time, two times, and three times ... Mu Ziling secretly gritted his teeth, and tried to resist the refutation to speak out.

Who is she now, compared to the big **** in front of her?

In any case, it is not as good as a small shrimp now, as long as she is given time, she will one day become a big fish.

Mu Ziling vowed in her heart that she first handed the long brocade box to Jun Lintian, and the small brocade box was still tightly held in her arms.

Instead of reaching out to receive the long brocade box from Mu Ziling, Jun Lintian asked in a cold voice, "Look?"

Mu Ziling nodded, and answered truthfully, "Look."

Jun Lintian seems patient, but his tone is still majestic and cold: "Remember what she looks like?"

Mu Ziling was puzzled first, and then reacted. She nodded, and then quickly shook her head: "I looked at it with curiosity, but I can't remember it."

The implication is just a glance and the impression is not impressive.

To be honest, the beautiful woman in the painting, she only remembered it deeply and remembered it, but who can figure out the mind of this great **** master? She still had to keep a little more mind, Mu Ziling thought so.

Who knows, her ambiguous response drew Jun Lintian's sharp eyes and shot sharply.

"Can't remember?" Jun Lintian's eyes narrowed slightly, his tone of mouth was a bit colder than before, as if it had soaked in the millennium of ice: "Then you can see it until you remember it!"

It didn't seem that this great **** master would suddenly murder her, and Mu Ziling was frightened, and wondered at the same time.

The woman on the painting only knew the name of Ziyin, but she didn't know who it was.

But why did this great **** master want her to remember that woman?

Why should she remember? It's weird!

Even with a lot of puzzles in her heart, Mu Ziling couldn't bear to ask.

How can a little star shine better than a big sun? At this time, the matter of Master Gossip God is only to be blinded.

So, under the direct look of Jun Lintian's icy eyes hitting people's hearts, Mu Ziling pouted his lips, obediently opened the long brocade box, took out the scroll, and spread it out in front of his eyes.

The woman with closed eyes enjoying the beauty of nature in the painting is like a fairy immortal.

Although it has been memorized deeply, Mu Ziling is not afraid to perfunctory, and he takes it seriously.

Because of that painting, it's really annoying.

After a while, Mu Ziling closed the scroll and put it in the brocade box.

At this time, the genius of Jun Lin, who had been waiting patiently, gave a nasal voice: "Huh?"

"Note it down." Mu Ziling answered honestly, but couldn't help but vomit.

If Long Xiaoyu's demon evil was not taught by the great master, she would not believe it.

The temperament of the master and apprentice is almost the same.

Mu Ziling passed the long brocade box again.

Jun Lintian then reached out and took the Jin Box with satisfaction. He did not open it, but let the Jin Box disappear directly into his palm.

Mu Ziling pursed her lower lip, hesitated, and finally couldn't help asking: "Who is the woman on the painting?"

Jun Lintian gave her a slight glance and gave her two words: "What a deal!"

Mu Ziling poked his lips, secretly defamated in his heart, what! What keeps her from doing anything?

Just as Mu Zi's belly was vilified, Jun Lintian naturally glanced at the small brocade box that she always held tightly in her arms.

Receiving his gaze sensitively, Mu Ziling tightened his arms and clasped his chest. Instead of taking out the small brocade box, he hid tightly in his arms.

The action that looks like 'protecting food' is very obvious, and she is reluctant to give the star soul, which can be easily found, one of the five lines of the stars.

This is for one, who knows if I can get it back?

The more I thought about it, Mu Ziling suddenly regretted that he took it out.

However, I was really afraid of what came.

I saw Jun Lintian's deep eyes, looking coolly at Mu Ziling's "protective food" small movement, two words fluttering: "Bring it!"

Mu Ziling stepped back subconsciously, shaking his head cautiously, not giving.

At this moment Mu Ziling's heart was sad. Even if she didn't give it anymore, in front of him, this great **** master could grab it by just moving his finger!

Jun Lintian's eyes narrowed slightly, and the bottom of his eyes was unfathomably dark, but she could see Mu Ziling's heart stunned. She lifted her chin and uttered out loud: "The seniors knew that this thing was useful to me, why? "

But who knows, before she finished speaking, she felt that there was an empty place in her arms.

Mu Ziling looked down subconsciously, and Xiaojin He really disappeared in her arms.

She looked up again, and the small brocade box had been transferred to the master of the great god.

Seeing this, Mu Ziling was a little hesitant: "Senior, you--"

Seniors, rusty and sparse!

He did not like the title of Jun Lintian frowning and asked coldly, "What do you want me to do?"

Suddenly the style of painting turns.

For a moment, Mu Ziling, who was unhappy and wanted to return to the small brocade box, hesitated for a moment, then reacted.

Not just a title, why does this great **** care about her like that?

Mu Ziling's heart was depressed, and his face was puzzled: "How should I call it? Is it like calling you Master like Long Xiaoyu?"

Jun Lintian raised his chin, only a moment before he murmured, "Call the righteous father!"

His voice was cold and empty, but no one had ever seen it, the flash of anticipation in his deep eyes.