Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

After Meimei emptied the big hangers in the lobby, Mu Ziling was now walking out the door in a good mood while stretching her waist. ★ First ★ Send ★ Chasing ★ Book ★ Help ★

Taking advantage of the beautiful weather this morning, Mu Ziling came to a practice station filled with wooden piles and was full of energy in the morning.

While working diligently, Mu Ziling suddenly noticed that there was nothing wrong, as if there were a pair of eyes that kept turning as she flew up and down to show fists.

Mu Ziling stood on the ground and looked away.

I saw a thick and lush banyan tree not far away, with a shadow of red that matched the green leaves, and slouched on the thick branch lazily. In the direction of Mu Ziling, she wasn't looking at her, but closed her eyes.

That person was not someone else, it was Li Xinyuan.

When Mu Ziling looked over, he happened to see his quiet and serene face, without any slight waves, as if he had been shamming for a long time and never opened her eyes to see her.

His long hair poured down like splashing ink, only the front hair was loosely tied to the back by a red ribbon, and the laziness and casualness carried a kind of detached temperament.

Mu Ziling narrowed his eyes slightly.

This sissy ... The more she looked, the more she felt as if she were a person, not to mention the pretentiousness he had when he was not normal, but to say that now he was so unique and casual in his body, there was a certain shadow of that person. Yet.

Just when Mu Ziling was thoughtful, Li Xinyuan opened her eyes unexpectedly, facing her dribbling eyes, the tone of her mouth seemed strange and strange: "Look at what you see, do n’t think that my family is away every day , You can secretly talk about my beauty, hum, no way. "

Suddenly, Mu Ziling, who was in the place, seemed to have been beaten with a bang, and there was no doubt in his mind.

The quiet appearance of this man can still be seen. This opening not only ruined the three views, but also destroyed the five senses.

Mu Ziling drew his lip corner, and he did not hesitate to appreciate Li Xinyuan's big white eyes, who wants to see you. He didn't want to talk to him, and offered the purple shadow golden whip in his hand, and continued to concentrate on his exercises.

But who knows, just when she has regarded Li Xinyuan as an invisible person and concentrated on dancing the whip, the sound of Li Xinyuan's ninja cannons is continuously flowing into her ears.

"Who is there ... Are you throwing a whip or are you doing acrobatics?"

"Yeah, how can you throw a whip like this, a girl must be soft and beautiful when you whip, otherwise it hurts to hurt someone."

"No, no ... I said Xiaolinger, what waist is your waist? I don't know if this waist should be soft? It can't be so stiff, just like wood, but you're a girl."

"That's right, it's so soft, right, continue to be soft ... Oh, it's not right again, girls can't be so fierce, they must throw their whip beautifully ..."

Li Xinyuan didn't know if it was a kind guide or if he was deliberately making troubles. Every time Mu Ziling gave out a whip, he had thorns and picks.

This stab is okay. It seems that there is only one meaning between the lines in his words, that is, it must not be tough, it must be soft, so that it will not hurt the talent.

Practicing the whip doesn't hurt people, so do you still practice wool?

Mu Ziling didn't believe his ghost anymore and practiced his own.

It was only that she concentrated her mind and concentrated her attention, and could not help being affected by Li Xinyuan's chirping noise like a serial killer.

I saw soon-

"Snapped--"

A crisp whip, accompanied by the sound of Li Xinyuan's lying back and speaking without back pain, exploded crisply on the neck of Mu Ziling.

Mu Ziling, who was successfully deviated by Li Xinyuan's mother-in-law's voice, stunned her with a whip on her body because of a pause in her hands.

at the same time.

As Li Xinyuan came down from the tree, he didn't forget the distressed thoughts: "Oh hey, you idiot, I just said, the action should be soft and soft and beautiful, you just don't listen, look at you, hit Does it hurt? "

Hearing this maddening voice again, Mu Ziling looked up suddenly, looking in the direction of the big tree, and the hate exploded: "Li Xinyuan, can you please give me some quietness? Can you mind to make trouble?"

She was originally hindered in the sixth weight of the shadow dance whip method, and she had not practiced for a long time after practicing for a long time. It is rare to get up early in the morning. I want to take advantage of my mind to understand what is happening. On this refreshing morning, there is a The **** stick was noisy in my ears!

At this point, Li Xinyuan had stepped on Mu Ziling towards the small broken steps.

Look at this small broken step that is called a sigh of breath ... Mu Ziling can't bear to look away and stares at the back of his neck with a grin.

Li Xinyuan came in front of Mu Ziling, and naturally glanced at the red whip marks that appeared slightly on her neck, exclaiming without exaggeration: "Yeah ... it's all red, how about it? Does it hurt?"

"What do you say?" Mu Ziling stared at him fiercely, shook the long whip in his hand, gritted his teeth and said, "Would you like to try a whip?"

"You don't want me when you're stupid." Li Xinyuan's mother stomped her feet and hummed, "I'm fine-skinned-if the meat is broken, what should I do? You can't afford— — "

"You ... can you do it?" Mu Zi was so aura and wanted to curse, she glared at her: "Noisy, believe it or not, I can shoot you on that big stump, I can't pull it out!"

"Huh, why are you fierce to others?" Li Xinyuan pursed his red lips, complaining unconvincingly: "You are stupid, you don't listen to me, you blame me, I don't follow, I don't follow ..."

Don't follow your uncle!

Mu Ziling burst into a curse, raising his head and supporting his forehead, and felt the hot whipping pain on his body, which was less than the dull pain of the brain at this moment.

Who will tell her what strange thing happened to her?

At this moment, Mu Ziling really expresses Lotte's feelings towards this sissy ... He hates itching teeth, but can't do anything to tickle, because it will cause him a lot of nagging.

Thinking, Mu Ziling stared at Li Xinyuan fiercely again, then tied the purple shadow golden whip around his waist, and left this place, which is not a normal person, right or wrong.

It was just that Mu Ziling hadn't taken a few steps and realized that something was wrong.

She subconsciously raised her hand and touched the waist tied with the purple shadow golden whip, empty.

The whip is gone ...

Mu Ziling nodded, and immediately turned around: "Li Xinyuan, you—"

Mu Ziling hadn't gotten the irritable "you" out of nowhere, and immediately got stuck.

Because she saw Li Xinyuan actually holding her purple shadow golden whip in her heart, her action was handsome and beautiful.

Mu Ziling stared unbelievably.

The Purple Shadow Golden Whip is a whip with a soul, and how explosive her temper is. She knows best. Li Xinyuan can shake it and it is enough, but she is so smooth?

how can that be?

When Mu Ziling was surprised, Li Xinyuan glared at her charming wink: "Little idiot, look at this, this is what a girl should have a whip."

During the conversation, he and the whip in his hand were as if they had the same soul attached to them, one after the other, and they did not know whether the whip was moving or dancing.

The red figure and purple whip formed a dazzling, dizzying ghost image afterimage.

Even so, Mu Ziling's eyes opened wide, staring at the blink of an eye, wondering whether it was because of surprise, or because he didn't want to miss the perfect trick in front of him, or both.

Because Li Xinyuan's whip dancing at this moment is not a group of magic wandering dances, nor is it the strange whip dancing that Mu Ziling hasn't seen before, but the sixth trick of the shadow dancing whip training she just immersed in.

The shadow dance whip method is the sixth most important. With Li Xinyuan's dancing, one to nine styles, many tricks are presented in front of Mu Ziling.

His moves were soft, beautiful, and soft. It was exactly the form he danced when he just quarreled with her.

Originally seeing such a delicate gesture that should not be displayed by a big man, Mu Ziling couldn't help but rush to stab that mother-in-law, but what made her feel amazing was--

Every move made by Li Xinyuan seemed as if a beauty was doing his tricks. On the surface, he looked soft and weak, making him unprepared, but inside he was fierce, and he could kill someone invisible with one move.

Because Mu Ziling clearly saw that after Li Xinyuan's six-ninth-style training, the large, leafy banyan tree he had been lying on suddenly turned into a bald branch.

Pieces of leaves were flying all over the place, and Mu Ziling's mood was the same at this moment.

Incredibly, a similar figure flickered through her mind.

And when Mu Ziling was stunned and surprised--

suddenly!

"Ouch--" A scream that seemed to hurt her mother sobbed from Li Xinyuan's mouth.

Mu Ziling was awakened to God.

Then, she saw that Li Xinyuan was thrown away like an electric shock. When she just closed her hand, she didn't listen to the purple shadow golden whip drawn on her body.

Immediately afterwards, Li Xinyuan was holding the sore spot that he was pumping, and his pain kept jumping, yelling.

Just like what is so prestigious, and now it starts to draw air again?

Mu Ziling twitched the corner of her lips, thinking he was pretending, while she secretly despised in her heart, she walked over and wanted to ask him what was going on.

However, when Mu Ziling looked closer, he saw a striking lash on Li Xinyuan's left waist.

Mu Ziling was messy in the wind.

This is really hit, it looks like it's not too light, it's a bit harsh.

The flesh was fluffy, the flesh was fuzzy ... she just drew a whip of hot pain and compared to this, it was almost incomparable.

what……

Mu Ziling couldn't help but grin, she hurt all over the wound, let alone Li Xinyuan.

I saw that Li Xinyuan was sitting on the ground with his buttocks, wanting to cry without tears, but it was so painful that he told his father to stop crying.

Mu Ziling frowned: "What just happened? How could you--"

At this moment Mu Ziling really had something to ask, but he didn't know where to ask.