MTL - Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort-Chapter 447 Ca n’t pretend to be poor

Maybe it was a familiar and dangerous atmosphere that suddenly enveloped him, a little daze in a coma, and in his subconscious, the purple light on his body suddenly appeared, and the purple was shining.

Immediately following Long Xiaoyu's swinging swing around her small hind legs, the unconscious little dumbfounded mind was smashed into a ball, and her small body shook like an electric shock.

Then, Xiao Dao slowly opened the bright little eyes like fish-eye beads.

Little eyes wandered around.

When seeing Long Xiaoyu's familiar and terrible, cold eyes like ice and thorns, the purple light on Xiaodiao's body became more and more dazzling.

No matter when and where I saw Long Xiaoyu, Xiaoduo always had such a fear of conditioned reflexes, as if formed naturally.

Therefore, I didn't think much about it, Xiao Dao stomped his legs and made his feet more straight. I just wanted to flip my small eyes and continue hanging the corpse.

but……

It was clear that Xiao Dao was awakened, and she was going to sleep, Long Xiaoyu frowned.

He showed no mercy with a finger, bounced towards the little dumb belly that was going to die.

"Hum--" Xiao Dao was in pain and screamed.

Its bright little eyes revealed a small gap between the eyes, and then it was covered with a layer of vague water, and the small body lying on its stomach was pitifully padded.

At this moment, Xiao Daoyu didn't want to move, his eyes were brewing with tears that the master could not resist, and he looked at Long Xiaoyu with trembling fear.

Can't pretend to be dead, then it pretends to be poor.

However, no matter if Xiao Dao pretended to be dead or pitiful, Long Xiaoyu was still useless.

"Mumbling--"

It was another gorgeous vibrato.

At this moment, the pitiful but really pathetic little daze slammed his fingers.

For a moment, the little dumbfounded was trembling, and it was painful and scared to pee.

However, it did not dare to urinate and had to hold it fiercely.

If not, it would be miserable ...

The simple little dazed coma has been in a coma for many days, and simple thinking has been turning around the 'dangerous' that I encountered at this moment, and I haven't thought of anything else.

until--

"Where's your master?" Long Xiaoyu Junyi's face was stained with a condensed color, and her voice was as cold as a pearl and a jade plate, with a touch of burnt color.

Master, little master!

When it comes to the little master, remembering that he was separated from the little master, where did the little daze know that he was afraid of this powerful man in front of him?

I saw it suddenly widened and closed the small eyes that squeezed out water vapor, and immediately forgot the whole body pain, and the whole toad became more energetic.

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

It only knew that the moment before it lay dead--

Its eyes are staring, the whole small cells are so painful, it hurts to be hit!

And why is it shot?

... There are bad people!

At this time, Xiaoyin's hazy memory that had been drowsy for a long time slowly returned to his mind from the moment he was photographed.

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

In the end, these little memories of the little daze are reduced to one sentence: the little master is in danger!

Realizing this little daze, the mission of the two small front legs stabbed twice in the air, leaping a little, and leapt to the back of Long Xiaoyu's hand.

Xiao Dao has always been awesome and afraid of Long Xiaoyu, not to mention it has just been ‘abuse’ of it.

So, don't mention Xiao Dao dare to take the initiative to make such close contact with Long Xiaoyu, as long as it lets him see him, that is how far it must go.

But now, it has been in a coma for a long time, and the little master is in danger again when he encounters the bad guy. Where can it manage so much?

"Uh-"

"Well ..."

Xiao Dao's small eyes looked anxiously and for help, and looked at Long Xiaoyu, a calf twiddled, and his mouth kept screaming.

Xiao Dao has been screaming, Long Xiaoyu's uneasy mood is even more irritable.

Although he didn't know what Xiaoyin was fiddling with and excitedly called, even Meng guessed it and knew what it meant.

Long Xiaoyu looked condensed, without asking any more, just one sentence: "Go and find her!"

He always knew that there was some telepathy between this stinky toad and his Mumu.

One person and one toad could not understand each other's language, and they didn't speak. Little daze could also find Mu Ziling through this induction.

Therefore, this is also the reason why Xiao Dao keeps making noise every time, but it is the only reason that he is not fortunately not lost by Long Xiaoyu.

However, at first I knew that this stinky toad and his Mumu had such a special telepathy. His heart had always been smaller than the needle's eye, and His Highness had to mention that he had no taste.

However, the telepathy of one person and one toad is an indisputable fact.

Therefore, His Royal Highness King, who has been eating dry vinegar silently on this matter, cannot change at all, let alone transfer this kind of induction with Mu Ziling to himself.

Here, in the eyes of Long Xiaoyu, this can only be used to rectify the anger in the male, and the little daze who can dominate the world has only one use-occasionally the leader who uses so little!

"Oh!" After listening to Long Xiaoyu's words, Xiao Dao nodded again and again.

The next moment, it had a high elastic leg, and jumped from Long Xiaoyu's hand, ran quickly and aggressively to the front, and jumped off the road.

At the beginning, Long Xiaoyu only had a little patience to follow Xiao Dao.

but then……

Although Xiao Dao's speed is not covered, a small sparkling purple light is flowing like a current in the bamboo forest.

But in the end, Rong was extremely fast, but he was also forced to find Mu Ziling's Long Xiaoyu, who was disgusted.

I saw Long Xiaoyu said nothing, a flashing body caught up with the little daze in front of her.

He reached out a hand and raised the little stupid hind leg accurately.

Subsequently, Long Xiaoyu will let Xiao Dao stay on his shoulders directly, let it use the calf to point the way, he will hurry.

Although he was eager to find the little master and was worried about the little master, he was struck by Long Xiaoyu on his shoulders, making Xiao Dao's carefulness a little daunting, and he was also flattered.

As a result, from being a guide to a small daze who was reduced to a compass level, not only did not have a little anger to be looked down upon.

On the contrary, the enthusiasm of finding a little master was more and more intense by the little daze.

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But she said that Mu Ziling heard faint fighting in the barren mountains and dense forests, and then she went along with the sound source.

Mu Ziling heard the clear fighting sound, a cold, sharp voice.

That was Qing Ling's voice.

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

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

Knowing that it was Qing Ling, Mu Ziling rushed to the fighting ground quickly, but every step was silent, trying not to make a little noise.

As the approach approached, the fighting sounds became clearer and more audible.

Mu Ziling not only heard Qing Ling's voice, but also ghost images.

As they got closer, the fighting between the two sides became more intense ...

But within a while, Mu Ziling came to the fierce fighting ground.

Mu Ziling did not rush to the confrontation in a daze, but hid in a grass taller than people to observe the situation first.

Because she is still being hunted down by Yu Wenhao.

Therefore, in order to avoid involving Qingling them, if they can deal with the battle themselves, she will not worry about them.

After seeing that they could be safe, she left directly.

As a result, Mu Ziling slightly opened his eyeliner in the dense grass, and looked at the fight in a rush ---

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

She had just guessed that Qingling might be fighting Xiao Leng sent by Leng Nanzi.

However, they did not expect that they were fighting with Qing Ling these days following Yu Wenhao's pursuit of her, Yu Wenhao's two men who were not afraid of death like dead men.

How did Qingling fight with the two?

Mu Ziling's eyes flashed suspiciously, and for a moment he couldn't figure it out.

Watch the battle again.

At this moment, Qing Ling and Ghost Shadow stood back to back, holding a single Morin Lee sword stained with mottled blood.

Both faces were serious and cold.

And in front of each of them stood a man in black with a sense of murder, with different degrees of injuries on his body.

Qing Ling and Ghost Shadow were also slightly red.

At this moment, Qing Ling wiped away a bloodshot from the corner of her mouth with an expression of resentment. After just fighting, she found out the opponent's fighting routine.

Taking advantage of this gap, Qing Ling whispered to the ghost next to him: "Big wood, they are desperate to fight, we must make a quick decision, don't go to the little spirits because these two little clutter have been consumed time."

The ghost nodded solemnly, without much words.

The next moment, he expressed it directly with action.

As soon as Qing Ling's words fell, the ghost had injected a strong force into the sword, and once again fought against each other.

Qing Ling is not to be outdone.

Her gaze was fierce and she dared to attack.

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

"Uh-"

The battle was fierce again.

The sword weapons in the hands of the two sides shimmered and their firepower was fully opened.

For a while, the sound of violent handover of weapons continued.

During the battle, the sword light flickered, and the tricks were incredible!

Although the battle is fierce at this moment, two to two, the two sides are fighting, and at a glance it seems obvious that they are evenly matched.

But take a closer look, Qing Ling and ghosts have the same strength, no less than the two black men like headless flies.

Even, Qingling's combat effectiveness is still soaring.

Mu Ziling, who watched the battle in the grass, made some calculations, and was not worried that Qing Ling would defeat them.

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

as expected!

With a few tricks, the soft belly of the man in black who confronted Qing Ling took her fierce sword.

A click.

A mist of blood spewed out like a spring from the deep wound on the man in black.

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

But in the next second, he suddenly changed his fortitude with a fearless death, almost exploding the remaining whole body strength and struck Qing Ling hard.

However, the man in black with a fierce sword has already fallen short, and at this moment under the Qingling sword is like a lamb to be slaughtered by her.