Ghost King’s Medical Consort

Yan Qingya was taken aback, lowered her head to look at the sword in her chest, then slowly raised her head, and when she looked at Mu Qianyue in front of him, her pupils couldn't help but shrank, gritted her teeth, and shouted in a low voice, "Mu Qianyue, when are you here of?"

"I’ve been here for a long time. When you said you would sleep with my husband, it’s a pity, no matter what despicable method you use, my husband won’t look at you more, not in the previous life, not in this life, not even in the next life. You are destined to be a poor creature who lives in darkness and pain!"

Mu Qianyue's lips were stern, and she squeezed the sword in her hand. With a fierce force, the Extinguishing Sword directly penetrated her chest and came out.

A look of humiliation and anger surged on Yan Qingya's face, and a majestic force surged from her body, and he even bounced Mu Qianyue and the Extinction Sword away.

Mu Qianyue directly bounced the power of Domineering Unparalleled, the slender and beautiful figure drawn a thrilling arc in the air, and then fell into a warm embrace, and the familiar and good smell of snow lotus scented her face.

"Lady, why are you here?"

The man's gentle and surprised expression resounded above her head, and she raised her head to meet Nalanjing's tender purple eyes.

Mu Qianyue didn't answer his question, but looked up and found that Yan Qingya on the opposite side had disappeared. A light flashed under her eyes and let her run away again! !

"Lady, lady..." Nalanjing called out again when she saw that she ignored her.

Mu Qianyue raised her head and looked at him dissatisfiedly. Nalanjing couldn't help but feel guilty, and she stretched out her arm to hold her waist tightly, "Miss, what's wrong with you?"

"Nalanjing, do you still consider me your wife?"

"Naturally, it is my wife of Nalanjing, not only in this life, but also in the next life and life after life!" Nalanjing held her fingers together and swears to the sky with a serious and firm expression, with deep affection in his eyes. It seems that it can melt in general.

"Then why did you run out secretly? Don't you know that this woman is cunning? What if you get hurt? What should I do? What should I do with Jiujiu and Xiaoling?" A scene in the city of dreams Reappearing in her mind again, she couldn't help but squeeze hard, and her heart was full of panic.

She couldn't even think of such a scene!

After realizing that Nalanjing was not in the house, she quickly withdrew from the cultivation state, and hurriedly chased it out with his breath, even more dare not to delay even a moment.

Nalanjing's heart loosened. It turned out that she was worried about this. The corners of her lips pressed a faint smile, tightly hugging her in her arms, closing her eyes lightly, greedily smelling her breath. So beautiful, so peaceful.

"Lady, as a man, I should protect you. Don't worry, she can't hurt me now with her strength!"

"You must promise me! You are not allowed to do this again in the future, otherwise I will never pay attention to you again!" Mu Qianyue lifted her head from his arms and stared at him tightly with her black eyes.

"Okay, I promise you." Nalanjing's lips curled up with helplessness.

...

In the Yanhuang Palace, Yan Qingya's white face was green, and the red blood stained her dress, but she didn't realize it, her eyes were full of anger and jealousy.

"Damn Mu Qianyue, she actually hurt me! I will definitely not let you go!"

There was suffocating pain in her chest. It was a wound caused by a magical instrument. Even if she took the healing pill, it didn't get better for a while, and it wouldn't be enough if she didn't rest for a while. What is the pain in the chest? That **** woman dared to laugh at her! !

"Qingya, you are injured. You should think of a way to heal your injuries first." Yan Fengxie's soul emerged from Na Ring, looking at her with worry and distress.

"What's this injury? Huh, Mu Qianyue, you'd better not fall into my hands, or I will definitely want you to die!" Yan Qingya gritted her teeth angrily.

Yan Fengxie squinted her eyes, "Qingya, why are you always full of hatred like this? Mu Qianyue and Nalanjing are a couple in love, let alone Nalanjing doesn't love you at all, no matter how hard you work, You can't get into the world of both of them, so why do you have so much bruise?"

"what do you know?"

Wen Yan Qingya was furious, raised her head and stared at him furiously and ferociously, "Yan Fengxie, if you dare to talk to me like this next time, don't blame me for not thinking about it!"

Yan Fengxie opened her mouth, but she didn't say the following words. Her eyes drooped slightly, and a dark color flashed through her eyes, and her figure moved back into the ring on her finger.

...

Early the next morning, Cang Ming walked into the room with a solemn expression and looked at Nalan Jing, "Master, they are here, but a few people seem to be unwilling to obey you."

Nalanjing stood up, and under the slender and cold white clothes, she looked more and more cold and arrogant, and deep cold light surged in her purple eyes, "All obedience comes from strength."

He looked up at Mu Qianyue, "Lady, let's go."

Mu Qianyue squinted her eyes lightly when she heard this. Who were Cang Ye talking about? Could it be those people from the Yanhuang Empire?

Without stopping, he followed Nalanjing out of the inn, and Chu Tiange followed.

Ming Pavilion is located in a relatively secret location in Yanhuang City. At this time, there are five handsome young men and women standing in the courtyard.

"Yan Xia, did you make a mistake? What did you want to do when you brought us here early in the morning?" A man with his hands around his chest, with a careless expression on his face, and a hint of impatientness.

He is a descendant of the Yan and Huang clan, and his name is Yan Li. Although he is not the prince, he is also the eldest son who is now away from the palace. His status is extremely noble, and his treatment is not much different from that of the prince. What's more, his cultivation talent is very good, and the purity of his bloodline has reached the eighth rank.

In the Yanhuang Empire, people who can reach the eighth rank are quite remarkable.

After all, their Yanhuang clan is not a true Yanhuang bloodline, it is very good to have such a high rank!

"Yeah, what on earth do you have to come here to talk about? Do you really want to submit to that person?" The only woman among the few people frowned unhappy.

The other two men did not speak, but their slightly frowned brows showed what they were thinking at this time.

The man called Yanxia smiled, "Today I will officially show you the future master."

"master?"

Yan Li sneered disdainfully, and there was a deep sneer between his eyebrows, "That is to say, you can't wait to surrender your status in Yanxia, ​​recognize others as the master, and be willing to be a slave!"

The other three were silent on the author, obviously tacitly acquiescing to Yanli's words.

Yan Xia clenched a fist, and a flash of anger flashed in his eyes, "Yan Li, don't forget that thousands of years ago, he was the true master of our Yan and Huang clan, and the last God of War! He is the Yan Emperor who controls this world!"