MTL - Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort-Chapter 760 Huluo Pingyang was bullied by dogs

Yu Wenhao's remark was not clear-cut.

Mu Ziling sneered secretly.

To put it plainly, what did she just shout out in anxiety just to make Yu Wenhao realize that she still has the great value of being used?

Fortunately, Yu Wenhao didn't let her down. At the critical moment, she kept her limbs alive and her head hung on her neck.

What I want in my heart is broken, and there is no need to tell it myself.

Mu Ziling thought for a moment, pretending to be angry, and sternly said: "I am! Don't be too arrogant, even if I die, I won't let you use it to deal with Long Xiaoyu."

"It's okay for you ..." Yu Wenhao reached out and grabbed Mu Ziling's chin, squeezed her whirling mouth round and flattened, and smiled coldly: "You **** girl, finally fell to Ben The palace master is in your hands. How do you say that the palace master tortures you? "

Mu Ziling was glaring with anger and anxious expression.

Yu Wenhao looked up and down Mu Ziling, and then commented: "You stinky girl looks pretty, eh ~~ This figure is also good, if it only makes you suffer a little bit of flesh Isn't it a waste of good skin? "

As he said, he rolled his eyes and seemed to have thought of a good idea. There was a wicked smile in his mouth: "Aren't you a joke at this time? The main house joke was very powerful? His way of life also governs his body, so that Long Xiaoyu wears a hat and understands the green? I ’ll spoil you. ”

Mu Ziling heard the words and almost couldn't help yelling.

Hu Luo Pingyang was bullied by dogs!

From the moment she was arrested, she thought that her next worst fate would be tortured to death by various torture, but she did not think that Yu Wenhao was so perverted that she would use the most uncomfortable and perverted torture method.

Although Mu Ziling's heart was not calm, she did not show it.

Anyway, now that life is still there, there is still a chance to get out. If she finally gets to the point of suffering, don't have to wait for Yu Wenhao to start, she will end herself.

The thought of this stinky girl who repeatedly made her suffer a lot before, and then suffered various kinds of insults, Yu Wenhao's heart was inexplicable.

He raised his hand and made acupoints on Mu Ziling's body twice, which made her completely unable to move, and then picked her up and carried it on his shoulder.

Yu Wenhao, carrying Mu Ziling, jumped into the gap and crossed the sea of ​​bloody flowers. When he was about to enter the gate, he hurried to a guard with a panic look.

"What panic?" Yu Wenhao frowned coldly.

The guard first bowed to Yu Wenhao before whispering in his ear.

After listening to the guard's report, Yu Wenhao's expression changed suddenly, and he strode inside.

Without taking two steps, he turned again and threw Mu Ziling on his shoulder to the guard behind him: "Throw this stinky girl into the dungeon, add a defensive guard, and look at it."

After hearing this, Mu Ziling, who had been pretending to be dead because he couldn't move, was relieved.

It's better to be thrown to the dungeon than to be taken away by Yu Wenhao.

Yu Wenhao seemed to be in a hurry. After a brief explanation, he left without looking back.

Later, Mu Ziling was taken to the dark dungeons and imprisoned by the guards.

...

As night fell, under the setting sun, two figures appeared on the top of Qinglan Peak.

Standing in front of the man's hand is a discount fan.

I saw him with all his features, handsomeness, and good looks. He had a luxurious white robe with dark dragons embroidered with silk and silver threads on the white robe. It was simple and low-key but still expensive and domineering.

At this time, the black guard behind the man looked around, and then said endlessly: "Young Master, the clues we have found all the way up to this point, the people we are looking for should end up here and there. just……"

The man in white, respected as the "Little Master", didn't say anything. He glanced at the sand and stone around him.

It seems that the man folded the swaying folding fan in his hands and locked his eyes on a blood-stained stone on the ground.

The guard stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the gap that looked like the abyss of death in front of him, still could not help but reminded: "Young Master, this gap is the Longyue Palace, are we still looking for it?"

The white man's eyebrows condensed, and he bent to pick up the **** stones on the ground and rubbed his hands repeatedly, almost spit out a word without any hesitation: "find."

"But this Longyue Palace ..." The guard in black clothes hesitated slightly, seemingly worried.

The man in white glanced at him coldly, with a firm and unflinching voice: "don't say it is Longyue Palace, it's the sword on the mountain and the sea of ​​fire, this boy also wants to find her."

With that said, the man threw away the stones in his hand, and when he was about to jump into the gap, he dropped another sentence: "You don't have to follow, war is just over there, you go back to the aftermath."

Before the words fell, the figure of the man disappeared into the gap ...

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Linglong Manor.

At this time it was late at night, but Linglong Manor was still brightly lit.

After being brought back by the guard, Yue Linglong didn't stop for a moment. She could destroy all the things in the room that could be dropped or smashed. The girls who served on weekdays were always in her anger to avoid being caught. When they smashed things, they fled.

After a period of mad vent, Yue Linglong slumped on the ground, her eyes were dull and empty like a lost soul, and she had almost no place to step on her feet, messy.

Seeing that there was no movement in the room at the moment, the maid Qinglan, who was kicked out of the door, couldn't help but reach out and knock on the door: "Ninomiya, you, you are fine ..."

Who knows, Qing Lan's worried words haven't finished yet, and Yuelong exquisitely picked up a broken chair leg beside her and smashed it into the door, roaring: "Go!"

Qing Lan was so scared that he retracted his knocking hand, and didn't dare to say anything.

Who knows, the door of the room has been knocked again for a while.

"Uh-"

The door just rang two times, and was suddenly covered by the sound of the door crackling in the room, and Yueling exuberant hissing roar: "If you don't want to die, just roll to the main house, roll—"

The people outside the door didn't knock on the door again and again, and waited until the exquisite moon in the room didn't hit anything, she said softly: "Sister Yue is me."

The owner of this voice is not someone else, but Qiu Furong, who had previously replaced Yue Linglong and Yu Wenhao.

"Sister Yue, can I come in?" It took a long time to get a response from the people in the room. Qiu Furong asked softly, but didn't wait for a response, and just pushed in.

Qing Lan wanted to stop it was too late.

Qiu Furong, who stepped on the threshold, took out a token with the word "Hao" from his sleeve, turned around, and directed Qinglan outside the door and several other guards, "You all go down first."

A waiter was not enough to call the guards in front of her, but the token she was holding was enough to represent Yu Wenhao. Several guards saw the token and immediately resigned.

Qing Lan glanced into the room, and then turned to leave.

"The two of you are guarding here, don't come in if anything happens." When the time to go was gone, Qiu Furong explained to her two nieces and closed the door.

Qiu Furong, who entered the room, took the calm and elegant steps and walked towards Yue Linglong step by step.

Compared to her noble and elegant posture, Yue Ling, who was sitting on the ground at this moment, looked embarrassed from head to toe.

But even if she was in a shabby and messy hair, Yue Linglong would not allow a little waitress to have the illusion of being inferior to her. She stood up and looked at Qiu Furong, who was coming forward, coldly: "What are you doing?"

Qiu Furong didn't answer, but first swept around the messy room, and then set her sight on Yueling's slightly bulging belly.

She was worried, but there was a faint smile of smile on the corner of her mouth, and she asked, "Is your sister's health OK? Is the baby in her belly OK?"

Qiu Furong asked two questions in a row, but the latter question seemed to touch the fuse.

"Want to see the joke of the host of the palace? Who is your sister? Your shame is not enough to match the host's sisters!" Yue Linglong finally calmed down the anger, and it suddenly ignited again, she hated Raising his finger toward the door, he couldn't help but rush out: "Now get out of the house!"

If you change Qiu Furong's attitude towards Yue Linglong's toes normally, although there is much dissatisfaction in her heart, she will never show it, and she will endure silently along the moon.

But today Qiu Furong seems to have prepared herself. Facing Yueling's exuberant clamor, she turned a deaf ear to her, and she didn't show any fear in her expression.

On the contrary, Qiu Furong was mainly anti-visiter, calmly crossed Yueling, and bent to straighten a teacher's chair that fell to the ground, and then sat down naturally.

Seeing this, Yue Linglong didn't hit one spot, and went straight forward, throwing a slap in front of Qiu Furong: "Bad, who let you sit!"

"Sister, what is this?" Qiu Furong raised her hand and caught Yue Linglong's slap. She was not angry or angry, but she was very caring and said, "It doesn't matter if you hit the younger sister, but you must be careful about your belly. Baby, be calm and restless ... "

Once touched by the bottom line of the scar, Yue Linglong's eyes were like magma bursting out of control.

I saw that she broke away her grasped hand, and threw her slap directly at Qiu Furong's smiling cheek.

Qiu Furong is just a weak woman without the power of a chicken. It is a fluke to stop Yue Linglong's slap. How can she resist Yue Linglong's more strenuous slap?

However, when Yue Linglong slaps on her face again, Qiu Furong is not humble, and he speaks in a timely manner: "I know who your child's father is."

I know who your child's father is ...

Qiu Furong's faint remarks seemed to slam a hole in Yue Linglong. The slap she was about to fall into the air suddenly stared at Qiu Furong: "What do you say!"

Qiu Furong blinked lightly and asked with a smile, "I don't understand the second house master?"

Yue Linglong looked slightly puzzled. She stared at Qiu Furong, and her red pupil was full of Qiu Furong's cold and proud face.

It seems that all answers are written on this face ...

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