MTL - Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort-Chapter 810 irony

However, when she was about to jump into the closet, Mu Ziling thought about it, and was just reorganized and laid out by Lu Xiao ’s sheets that had been messed up by Long Xiaoyu, and then let the open square wooden board be facing Lu, and she was Against the wooden board, he jumped into the back room.

As Mu Ziling disappeared against the wooden board, the bed turned back to its original appearance without any clue.

The secret room was really dark. The moment Mu Ziling jumped in, he didn't feel it at all, but before she landed, Long Xiaoyu caught her steadily.

Leaving from the embrace of Long Xiaoyu, Mu Ziling's eyes looked around, and there was no darkness in the surroundings, no light at all.

"This seems to be an underground secret room. How can there be such a place in the palace?" Mu Ziling muttered, while taking out the flames and blowing fire.

Under the illumination of Huozhezi, what came into my eyes was a small jade door that could only accommodate the next person in and out. It can be seen from the location of the jade door that this should be the direct entrance to this secret room. It is unknown where this jade gate leads to.

Long Xiaoyu took Mu Ziling and walked inside.

After walking a few steps, Long Xiaoyu suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Mu Ziling turned to look at him in puzzlement, but was caught by a concave wall on his side.

"This ..." Mu Ziling was startled.

I saw a strange white light scattered on that wall. Under the white light, there was only a picture scroll. What surprised Mu Ziling was not the strange white light without any light exposure, but the picture scroll under white light.

The picture on the scroll is a woman. This woman is not someone else, it is her deity. To be precise, she is not the exquisite one at first.

"Why is there my painting here? Is it the same as before?" Mu Ziling stepped in strangely, took a closer look, couldn't help but admire: "Don't say, this painting is quite real, very expressive It ’s all the same as what the camera took. It seems that the person who painted the picture is not only a master, but someone who knows me very well. "

Speaking, Mu Ziling didn't see a change in the complexion of his face at all, and Mu Ziling touched him with his elbow: "Look, did you draw with you-"

In the end, the words "You got a fight" failed to pop out of Mu Ziling's mouth. Long Xiaoyu's big palm suddenly took her hand holding the fire fold, and then held her hand and turned it on. Huozhizi went to the scroll.

"What are you doing?" Mu Ziling shook his hand subconsciously.

Long Xiaoyu's face was dark and he spit out the words coldly: "It's burnt."

Mu Ziling was puzzled: "Why do you burn painting for no reason?"

Long Xiaoyu took her into her arms with one hand, her voice was soft, but she was faintly mixed with incomparable domineering: "My woman, even if it is a portrait, can't be taken for granted."

I did not expect that this evil spirit, which is smaller than the eye of the needle, can be committed anytime and anywhere. Mu Ziling was instantly angry and funny: "How do you know that my portrait was stabbed while hanging here? Look at the gesture of this painting There is also the position of white light. Xu offered me as a bodhisattva, so he sent some tribute and inserted incense. "

After a pause, she raised her hand and wiped it on the small platform under the scroll, and put her clean fingers in front of Long Xiaoyu. What kind of cat is hiding in the end, you are going to burn the painting.

At the same time Mu Ziling's words were settled, Long Xiaoyu seemed to notice something suddenly, his eyebrows moved slightly, and the fire extinguished the next second.

"..." Before Mu Ziling had time to ask what was going on, she felt that her waist was tight, and then she was taken up by Long Xiaoyu, and the two of them were hidden on the half wall. in the corner.

There was a dark Mu Ziling in front of her eyes. She didn't understand what was going on. She moved her lips and opened her mouth, but before a sound was heard, her lips were blocked by a soft and tight seam.

Mu Ziling, who couldn't stop her mouth from being blocked by Long Xiaoyu's lips, made a muffled sound, but her muffled sound had not yet been heard, and the sound of the jade door slowly sliding open came from below.

Although it was too dark to see the situation, Mu Ziling also realized for the first time that someone was coming. She didn't dare to make any sound at all, and she was eating tofu by a certain evil spirit around her.

The sound of the jade gate sliding stopped quickly, followed by a slight footstep.

The footsteps went silent for a few steps, and then Mu Ziling, who was trapped in the darkness, lit a light in the corner of his eyes.

It was the man who lit the wall lamp.

Mu Ziling's breath was frozen for a moment, fearing that they would be found, but soon she was at ease.

Because the place where they are is a half-dead corner, the person below would not be able to detect their existence unless they looked up.

This is also true.

The man didn't seem to have thought that there would be someone hiding in a dead corner in this half of the secret room.

When walking to the place where Mu Ziling had just stopped, the man also stopped.

The man stared at the picture on the concave wall for a while, then lit the wall lamp next to it, then turned on the lamp, and then a stone door was slowly opened.

Because of the angle problem, Mu Ziling could barely glance at the back of the man with the light from the corner of his eyes, but he could not see the front.

It wasn't until the man turned the lamp-lamp mechanism into the room that Mu Ziling breathed a sigh of relief. She pushed in a bad manner and exhausted her cheap evildoers, and whispered, "Do you see who the man is? "

Long Xiaoyu lingered on her moist lips for a while before asking reminderly: "See the embroidery on his clothes?"

"It seems like ... Dragon pattern ..." Mu Ziling thought with a crooked head, suddenly suddenly: "The dragon pattern can be embroidered on the clothes ... Long Xiaonan? No?"

Although guessed and almost sure, Mu Ziling still had some doubts.

But soon, this fact is before us.

Then Mu Ziling and Long Xiaoyu followed silently into the stone room.

Compared with the dark room outside, it looks more like an underdeveloped stone hole. In the hole where the light is not very bright, there are rugged, crooked stone pillars.

It is also because of these stone pillars that Mu Ziling and Long Xiaoyu are well shielded. Although they are hiding, the mentality and breath of the two are extremely calm and undetectable.

Just then, a weak and surprised voice suddenly sounded.

"Yes ... is you ?!"

Upon hearing the sound, Mu Ziling, who was somewhat familiar with the sound, secretly poked his head, glanced at the sound source, and unexpectedly saw that there was another person in the stone cave, leaning weakly and weakly against the stone pillar.

This person's feet were locked by iron chains with thick arms. He was probably imprisoned here for a while. His hair was almost emaciated and his clothes were dirty. The whole look was very embarrassed and stunned. Like a street beggar.

What surprised Mu Ziling was that the person locked by the iron chain was actually Long Xiaoli who had disappeared for a long time due to the death of Xun Jun by his father.

At this time, the person standing in front of Long Xiaoli was also the one who had just come in. Although this person only had a side face, Mu Ziling recognized it at a glance. It was really Long Xiaonan.

In contrast to Long Xiaoli's beggar-like howling, Long Xiaonan is a white robe, unspoiled, no matter whether he raises his hands or his feet, no matter in the words, there is a gentle and elegant temperament everywhere.

"During this period, Brother Dahuang suffered, but in the end, Brother Dahuang, you made a big mistake that is unreasonable. He didn't put you to death, but he kept it secretly here because of brotherhood and helplessness. Lift. "

Long Xiaoli didn't seem to be able to listen at all, but he still apologized and seemed generous in the section of Long Xiaonan, and caught a keyword eye "朕".

"You——" Long Xiaoli raised her eyes, looked at Long Xiaonan up and down, and suddenly laughed ironically: "Hahaha ... I didn't expect the prince to fight for power for a long time. After the end of a prisoner, I will finally let you be a sick seedling and take advantage of the fishermen, okay! Hahaha ... "

Long Xiaoli didn't know how long he had been locked up here, or how the outside world had changed dramatically. He only knew the people standing in front of him, the standing king, which was a great irony to him.

In recent years, because of the excellence of Long Xiaoyu and the growing influence of Long Xiaoyu, he has always regarded Long Xiaoyu as the biggest stumbling block on his own success. He only thought about how to fight with Long Xiaoyu, and did not hope for others. People who seize power have their eyes on them, especially Long Xiaonan, who has rarely seen his brain for many years. Even if he picks up his crown prince later, he is not assured.

Because he was always confident, even if Long Xiaonan picked up his crown prince, it was a real name, but he never imagined that this person who had been ignored by him and looked down upon, stood high in front of himself at this moment.

emperor! Long Xiaonan became emperor and stood in the position he had always dreamed of.

How ironic and ridiculous ... Long Xiaoli almost exhausted her heart and laughed, with a strong self-deprecation and a hopeless sadness.

Because he knew well that the moment he fell into the hands of Long Xiaonan, he had already planted it solidly and could not help it anymore, like all the previous efforts and efforts, all of it was lost, no more Come back.

Long Xiaonan doesn't seem to care about the rampant attitude committed by Long Xiaoli. He waited until his laughter gradually weakened before he said warmly: "I don't know the sufferings of these days, so that the big brother can get lost. heart of?"

"Less here, bite words, cats cry, rat, false mercy, and want to kill casually." Long Xiaonan, who is now in the sight, fell into Long Xiaoli's eyes, and he was a hypocrite behind a knife, a real villain, in his heart. Although there is endless resentment, it is helpless.

Long Xiaonan sighed helplessly: "Don't Brother Big Brother still understand? If you really want to do something to you, you won't be locked in a place unknown to you."

"False ..." Long Xiaoli didn't get in the oil and salt. Then he seemed to read something in Long Xiaonan's dialect and asked, "What do you want?"