Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

Maybe it's because of the familiar and dangerous aura that suddenly enveloped him. The little Daigua, who was in a coma, subconsciously, the purple light on his body suddenly appeared, and the purple awns were shining.

Immediately after Long Xiaoyu spun the swing with his little hind legs, the unconscious little Daigua's broken thoughts were scrambled into a ball, and his small body shook like an electric shock.

Afterwards, Xiao Daigua slowly opened his small bright eyes like fish eyes.

The small eyes rolled around in a circle.

Seeing Long Xiaoyu's familiar and terrifying, icy cold eyes like sharp thorns approaching, the purple light on Xiao Daigua's body became even more dazzling.

No matter when and where, seeing Long Xiaoyu, Xiao Daigua always has such a conditioned fear, as if it was formed naturally.

So, without thinking too much at all, Xiao Daigua straightened his legs and feet, and immediately wanted to roll his little eyes and continue hanging his corpse.

But……

Seeing clearly that Xiao Daigua was awakened by the shaking and was about to fall asleep again, Long Xiaoyu frowned.

He flicked his fingers mercilessly, aiming at the belly of Xiao Daigua who was about to pretend to be dead.

"Gah—" Xiaodai croaked in pain and screamed.

Its bright little eyes showed a little slit, and then covered with a layer of misty water vapor, and its limp little body was hanging down pitifully.

At this moment, Xiao Daigua didn't want to move, his little eyes were filled with tears that the little master couldn't resist, and he secretly glanced at Long Xiaoyu tremblingly and fearfully.

If you can't pretend to be dead, then it will pretend to be pitiful.

However, whether Xiaodaigua pretended to be dead or pitiful, it was still of no use to Long Xiaoyu.

"Gudong—"

There was another gorgeous trembling sound.

At this moment, the little Daigua, who pretended to be pitiful but was really pitiful, got another slap in the face.

For a while, Xiao Daigua, who was hit again, was so painful and scared that he wanted to urinate.

However, it didn't dare to pee, so it had to hold back hard.

If not, it would be a miserable death...

The simple little Daigua has been in a coma for several days, and his simple thinking has been revolving around the 'danger' he encountered at this moment, without thinking about anything else.

until--

"Where's your master?" Long Xiaoyu's handsome face was stained with a layer of contemplation, and his voice was as cold as pearls falling on a jade plate, with a hint of burnt color.

Master, little master!

Speaking of the little master, remembering that he and the little master were separated, how did Xiao Daigua know that he was afraid of this powerful man in front of him?

I saw it suddenly widen its small eyes that were about to close to squeeze out the water vapor, and suddenly forgot the pain in the whole body, and the whole toad became more energetic.

God knows, after being photographed flying that day, the poor little Daigua didn't know how long he had been flying in the sky, nor how long he had been spinning around.

It only knows that the moment it lay in front of the corpse——

Its eyes are staring straight out, and the small cells all over its body are in pain, it hurts so much from being hit!

And why was it photographed flying?

...there are bad guys!

At this time, the muddy memories that Xiaodaigua had been in a coma for a long time slowly returned to his mind from before he was photographed flying.

Thinking of the three bad guys in black that day...

In the end, these small memories of Xiao Daigua can only be summed up in one sentence: The little master is in danger!

Realizing this, the little Daigua slapped his two little forelegs in the air twice, and made a small leap, onto the back of Long Xiaoyu's hand.

Little Daigua has always been in awe and fear of Long Xiaoyu, not to mention it has been 'tortured' by Baoli just now?

So, don't mention that Xiao Daigua dared to take the initiative to get in touch with Long Xiaoyu at such a close distance, as long as he sees him, he is determined to jump as far as he can.

But now, it has been in a coma for a long time, and the little master is in danger of encountering bad guys again, how can it control so much?

"Quack quack—"

"Quack..."

Little Daigua looked at Long Xiaoyu anxiously and begging for help with his small eyes, dancing around with one calf, and kept calling out.

Xiaodai croaked all the time, and Long Xiaoyu's already restless mood became even more irritable.

Although I don't know what Xiaodaigua is fiddling with excitedly, or what he is eagerly calling, but even Meng Dagua can clearly understand what it wants to express.

Long Xiaoyu's expression was condensed, he didn't ask any more questions, and said directly: "Go find her!"

He has always known that there is some kind of telepathy between this stinky toad and his Mumu.

One person and one toad can understand each other's language, let alone speak, Xiao Daigua can also find Mu Ziling through this induction.

Therefore, this is also the reason why Xiaodaigua kept making noise every time, but it was the only reason why Long Xiaoyu was not thrown away by luck.

However, at first knowing that this stinky toad has this special telepathy with his Mumu, His Royal Highness Qi Wang, who has always had a mind smaller than the eye of a needle, felt so delicious.

However, it is an indisputable fact that one person, one toad has telepathy.

Therefore, His Royal Highness Qi Wang, who has been silently jealous of this matter, can't change it at all, let alone transfer this feeling with Mu Ziling to himself.

Therefore, in Long Xiaoyu's eyes, this little fool who can only be arrogant in the outside world, and can dominate the world with poison has only one use--a guide who is very useful occasionally!

"Quack!" Hearing Long Xiaoyu's words, Xiao Daigua nodded repeatedly.

In the next moment, it jumped off Long Xiaoyu's hands with a high kick, ran to the front quickly and vigorously, and led the way with one jump.

At the beginning, Long Xiaoyu followed Xiao Daigua with only a little patience left.

but then……

Although the speed of Xiao Daigua was not covered, a little purple light shone like an electric current in the bamboo forest.

But in the end, despite its extremely fast speed, Long Xiaoyu, who was forced to look for Mu Ziling urgently, was still ruthlessly disgusted.

Long Xiaoyu didn't say a word, he just dodged to catch up with the little Daigua in front of him.

He stretched out his hand, and picked up Xiao Daigua's hind legs with perfect precision.

Afterwards, Long Xiaoyu directly let Xiao Daigua stay on his shoulder, let him point out the direction with his calf, and he came on his way.

Although he was eager to find the little master and was worried about the little master, but being carried on the shoulder by Long Xiaoyu made Xiao Dagua's little heart a little scared, but at the same time flattered.

So, from a leader who was lowered to a level to be a compass, not only did he not feel angry at being looked down upon.

On the contrary, the degree of enthusiasm for finding the little master was more and more strongly expressed by Xiao Daigua.

-

But it was said that Mu Ziling heard the faint sound of fighting in the barren mountain and dense forest, and then she followed the source of the sound and groped away.

Mu Ziling heard the clear fighting sound, a cold and solemn female voice.

That was Qing Ling's voice.

Mu Ziling didn't know who Qing Ling was fighting against.

Even though she is now a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, Mu Ziling can't realize that Qingling is fighting with someone over there, but she still ignores it, and is still resting on the sidelines, eating and drinking.

Knowing that it was Qingling, Mu Ziling rushed to the fighting ground quickly, but every step was silent, trying not to make any movement.

As they approached, the sound of fighting became clearer and audible.

Not only did Mu Ziling hear Qing Ling's voice, but also a ghost image.

Getting closer and closer, the sound of fighting between the two sides became more and more intense...

But after a while, Mu Ziling came to the fierce fighting place.

Mu Ziling didn't rush over to the battle in a daze, but hid in a bush taller than a person to observe the battle situation first.

Because she is still being hunted by Yu Wenhao.

Therefore, in order to avoid getting Qing Ling and the others involved, if they can handle this battle by themselves, she will not worry about them.

After seeing that they were safe, she left directly.

So, Mu Ziling slightly removed a line of eyeliner in the dense grass, and looked at the fighting man——

Just looking at it, Mu Ziling's eyes narrowed dangerously, and a sharp cold light suddenly shot out from his eyes.

She had also guessed just now that Qing Ling and the others might be fighting with the minions sent by Leng Nanzi.

Unexpectedly, the one fighting Qingling and the others was the one who had been chasing Yu Wenhao closely for the past few days. Yu Wenhao's two subordinates were as fearless as dead men.

Why did Qing Ling and the others fight with these two?

Suspicion flashed in Mu Zi's eyes, and he couldn't figure it out for a moment.

Watch the battle again.

At this moment, Qingling and Guiying stood with their backs facing each other, holding the blood-stained Senleng sword in one hand.

Both of them had serious and cold faces.

And in front of them each stood a man in black with a murderous intent and wounds of varying degrees.

Qingling and Guiying were also slightly red.

At this moment, Qingling wiped away a streak of blood from the corner of her mouth with resentment. After a fight just now, she figured out the opponent's fighting routine.

Taking advantage of this gap, Qingling whispered to the ghost beside him: "Big wood, they are fighting desperately, we must fight quickly, and don't go to Xiaolingzi just because these two little bastards are wasted." time."

Ghosting nodded solemnly and didn't say much.

In the next moment, he expressed it directly with actions.

As soon as Qingling's words fell, Guiying injected a strong force into the sword, and once again began to fight with the opponent.

Qingling is not to be outdone either.

Her eyes were fierce and she struck out bravely.

The two men in black looked at each other, and at the same time, rushed straight up.

"Clang clang clang—"

The battle raged again.

The swords and weapons in the hands of both sides gleamed coldly, and the firepower was fully fired.

For a while, there were continuous sounds of weapons being exchanged violently.

During the battle, the sword light flickered, and the moves were fierce!

Although the battle is fierce at the moment, but two against two, the two sides are fighting against each other. At first glance, it seems that they are evenly matched, evenly matched.

But if you take a closer look, Qing Ling and Gui Ying are the same in strength, no less than those two men in black who look like headless flies.

Even, Qing Ling and the others' fighting power was even higher.

Mu Ziling, who was watching the battle in the grass, made some calculations, and was not at all worried that Qingling and the others would lose the battle.

At this point, Mu Ziling had no plans to help out.

as expected!

After a few strokes, the soft belly of the man in black who was fighting against Qing Ling received a sharp sword from her.

There was a pop.

A blood mist gushed out from the deep wound of the man in black like a fountain.

There was a flash of horror in the eyes of the man in black.

But in the next second, he suddenly changed into a resolute face without fear of death, and almost broke out with the remaining strength of his whole body to give Qing Ling a hard blow.

However, the man in black who was hit by the sword has already reached the end of his whip, and at this moment, under Qingling's sword, he is like a lamb for her to slaughter.