Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

Ouyang Feiyu was greeting her, Mu Ziling frowned.

She turned her head and glanced at him calmly, not too lazy to look at it again.

Despised by such a red fruit, Ouyang Feiyu was not angry. He picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip, as if taking a sip of the most beautiful wine, which made him look bright.

Because I was in a hurry, I got up early in the morning, and now I haven't eaten the food. Mu Ziling picked up the delicate pastry in front of me and ate it with interest.

At this moment, the seats on both sides of the high seat were full, except that the seat around Mu Ziling was empty, making people look with a unique sense of loneliness.

Originally, Long Xiaoze and Qing Ling had intended to sit with her, but she refused decisively, and let them sit at the next table.

Because Mu Ziling felt that sitting alone at a table seemed free and quiet, and the ground was large and spacious, and he could do whatever he wanted.

But because of this, it made several women on the field look at her with unabashed cynicism.

Unfortunately, from the beginning to the end, Mu Ziling regarded the opposite women who looked at her as invisible, as if eating the most beautiful pastries in the world, eating more and more fragrant.

Li Qingman, who was sitting opposite him, had a strong temperament, and she couldn't get used to her contentment. She sneered at the corner of her mouth: "Muzi Ling, you are late, what qualifications are there to sit in the auction?"

Mu Ziling's gesture of feeding in his hand opened his eyes and looked at the direction of the voice quietly, asking slowly: "You said, are we late?"

"Yes, you are late." Li Qingman raised his lips and sneered with a righteous sneer: "You are half an hour later than the scheduled time. According to regulations, you are no longer eligible to participate in this auction."

"You said that we are not eligible to participate in this auction, are we not eligible to participate?" Mu Ziling suddenly felt very funny, she sneered and asked: "This auction host has not come yet, I want to ask you, you are Which shallot? "

Qing Ling on one side raised his chin, echoing the words: "That is, in this central age, you are nothing onion, and what qualifications are there to criticize whether we can participate?"

As soon as he got up, he was scolded, Li Qingman was so angry that he stood up and drew his sword to face each other: "You ..."

However, before she left her seat, she was pulled by Ding Ziyang who was sitting beside her.

Ding Ziyang's complexion was intact, and he whispered, "Okay, now is not the time to make a fool, have you forgotten what I said to you again?"

Li Qingman hated biting her teeth, unwilling, but still no more impulsive, she snorted at Mu Ziling: "Less to me, when you look good!"

In the latter, the birds were too lazy to give her another glance, still feeding her stomach with pleasure.

Seeing that Li Qingman was scolded by the two men, Ouyang Wanrou, who suffered a few days ago at the foot of Mu Ziling, could not even hate it.

I saw her lean back, crossed Ouyang Feiyu, and directly prepared to speak for Li Qingman.

But who knows, she just opened her mouth and didn't say a word, so she was blocked by a big apple next to Ouyang Feiyu.

Ouyang Wanrou took the apple in her mouth and asked angrily, "Brother, what are you doing? Haven't you seen them scold Li Li? I want to help Li Li."

"People say they will make them look good, so don't bother yourself." Ouyang Feiyu has nothing to do with his high-hanging appearance.

"But they ..." Ouyang Wanrou was still furious.

"Don't you always say she's a fox spirit?" Ouyang Feiyu said, pointing to Mu Ziling, and then smiling earnestly: "Think about it, the fox is not only cunning, but also has sharp claws. How can it be teased so easily that such a small fox can only be cleaned up by the fierce wolf. "

What and what!

Ouyang Wanrou listened to the clouds and was still indignant: "I'm going to rip her up!"

Seeing Ouyang Wanrou's willfulness, Ouyang Feiyu suddenly took a serious look and bluntly said: "The auction is about to begin. If you want to cause anything at this knot, I won't care about you."

The siblings spoke loudly, and Mu Ziling heard them.

Listening to Ouyang Feiyu's words, it seems that there is a smell of referring to Sanghuai, but Mu Ziling has never reacted. On the contrary, she still laughed.

...

Seeing her brother saying that regardless of herself, Ouyang Wanrou suddenly felt very wronged.

She felt that since the prosperity of Central China, her older brother who loved her most seemed to have changed.

In the past, he would give a hard lesson to those who bullied her directly, but now, he will only count her not, and still say something inexplicable to perfuse her.

Ouyang Wanrou thought more and more wronged, and she also wanted to say: "Brother, you are not ..."

"Okay!" Ouyang Feiyu glanced at her with a warning sign: "I'll stop talking to you!"

Ouyang Wanrou is usually petulant and petulant. She is very dependent on Ouyang Feiyu in everything, but she is also most afraid of him being angry.

Now seeing Ouyang Feiyu's complexion and tone, she was afraid.

Therefore, even if she is not hesitant and wronged, Ouyang Wanrou will have to swallow those negative emotions into her stomach.

However, Mu Ziling will not give up!

Ouyang Wanrou gritted her teeth secretly, a pair of vicious eyes, glared resentfully at Mu Ziling on the other side, can't wait to stare her out of a hole.

Being so poisoned by people, Mu Ziling turned a blind eye. What made her want to pay attention to was that from the moment she appeared to the present, she had always had a pair of poisonous eyes sticking to her.

After eating the pastry, Mu Ziling wiped his mouth gracefully, and peeled the oranges.

She peeled the orange, raised her eyes, and looked directly opposite.

This one happened to meet Yu Wenhao's eyes full of flames.

Because the poison under Mu Ziling was unsolved, he could restrain some pain before.

Now that the poison has entered the bone blood, as soon as the exacerbation is relieved by the exquisite blood, Yu Wenhao's pain is burned out.

And not long before he came here, he experienced such a devastating devastation.

Until now, the pain of the flame burning bone blood still remained around the body.

The culprit of poisoning is not far away. How can Yu Wenhao turn a blind eye? How can you not hate it?

At this moment, Yu Wenhao's poisonous hair had not yet disappeared, his complexion was red, and his lips were crimson, as if an angry lion, bloodthirsty and cruel.

He stared at the prey on the opposite side, as if he might rush over in the next second, killing the prey directly and brutally.

Mu Ziling, who was regarded as a prey, looked at him with ease and looked at Yu Wenhao, and Yiyun looked at him lightly.

At the end, she grinned openly, exposing two rows of white teeth, and then formed the most sunny and harmless smile.

At the same time, a venomous blood that had been struck by Yu Wenhao on his chest squirted out.

"puff--"

A sip of blood, like a fountain, directly stained a table of delicious food.

Yue Linglong, who was eating the food, saw the situation, frowned, then turned her head, and asked anxiously: "Brother Hao, what happened? Why did you vomit blood again?"

During the conversation, she had taken out the Jinpa and cared for Yu Wenhao to wipe the poisonous blood left on her mouth.

For a while, everyone else was attracted by Yu Wenhao's blood.

Long Xiaoze and Qing Ling were both gloating and gloating.

They all knew that Yu Wenhao was poisonous in his body, but he didn't expect him to spit blood like this, and he just wanted to clap his hands and applaud.

Ouyang Feiyu looked at the embarrassing Yu Wenhao on the opposite side, and looked at Mu Ziling, who hadn't put away a smile on his face.

This girl is getting more and more interesting ...

Ouyang Feiyu, while drinking fine wines, supported his head like a drunk, and naturally faced Mu Ziling.

Afterwards, he seemed to be watching something interesting, and Feng Feng's eyes flowed, his eyes brightened.

And compared with the optimistic appearance of the three, some people care about Yu Wenhao for the first time.

Long Xiaoli, who had been sticky and flirting with Bai Yixue, raised her head buried in Bai Yixue's chest, and turned to look at Yu Wenhao.

Seeing the blood stains at that table, Long Xiaoli gave a somber expression of consolation: "I said Omiya, good, what's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly spit out such a big blood?"

Ding Ziyang also seemed to be very concerned: "Brother Yu Wen, today's auction is extraordinary, don't feel uncomfortable, I think you should go back and rest."

Ding Ziyang's words seemed to be concerned, but secretly, he was also very straightforward ... the auction opponents were naturally one less and one more.

However, Yu Wenhao did not bother the condolences and concerns of the two.

I saw that he waved Yue Linglong's hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, looked up resentfully, and stared again at Mu Ziling who was eating sweet oranges.

Damn girl, even playing psychological tactics with him!

It is ridiculous that he Yu Wenhao turned out to be ugly in front of this stinky girl.

Staring at the harmless face of Mu Ziling who smiled into a flower, Yu Wenhao finally couldn't help, gritted his teeth, and said, "Mu, Zi, Ling!"

Mu Ziling blinked innocently and responded with a smile: "What is there to do?"

She didn't smile, it was okay. With a smile, Yu Wenhao's blood seemed to be stuffed in his chest again, and that smile seemed to be saying: You can't get used to me, and you can't kill me.

At the same time, Long Xiaoli looked along Yu Wenhao's grim eyes, squinting slightly.

Just now he was only flirting with the beauties, but he never found Mu Ziling coming.

Long Xiaoli looked at Yu Wenhao, who was about to explode at the moment, and looked at Mu Ziling, who said oppositely, yelled in disgust: "Three younger sisters are ghosts you made, it's ridiculous! Hurry up to the owner of this palace Apologize, you can heal, and show him by the way. "

It seemed that he could not tolerate his beak words, and looked like a lord.

Mu Ziling's glance lightly glanced at Long Xiaoli, who looked straight as if looking at an idiot with paranoia.

She was too lazy to deal with this delusional idiot.