MTL - Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort-Chapter 761 See the dawn

Yue Linglong stared at Qiu Furong for a long time, she was confused at first, then stunned, and finally became angry.

"It's you!" Yue Linglong gritted her teeth and stretched her arms around Qiu Furong's neck. "It's a ghost of your bitch, isn't it?"

Although this statement is doubtful, Yue Linglong's heart has already become steadfast.

At the time, she and Yu Wenhao were married, and the plan to replace the **** was completely foolproof, but it was not allowed that this **** would count on her in another way.

The more she thought about it, the more likely it was that Yue Linglong was holding her hand around Qiu Furong's neck.

God knows how much force Yue Linglong used, Qiu Furong desperately tore for a while before she could afford a chance to breathe.

Faced with Yue Linglong's murderous questioning, Qiu Furong's eyes flashed with fear, and then the corner of his mouth pulled out a difficult and sarcastic arc: "The second house master, you laughed, how can a woman make you pregnant?"

"Who is it!" Yue Linglong tightened her hands, and her slender nails would almost fit into Qiu Furong's neck.

Qiu Furong was once again strangled with breathlessness, unable to speak, but this time she did not resist snarling, only to use her eyes to signal Yue Linglong to let go, and then told her.

Yue Linglong was full of anger, and she could not wait to suffocate this base cricket, but rather than suffocate this low corpse, she wanted to know who the man who should be a thousand swordsman.

After thinking about it, Yue Linglong let go of her hand.

Qiu Furong breathed uncomfortably for a while, then asked faintly: "Now you are confined here, even if you know who he is, it's useless, isn't it?"

"Believe it or not, the Lord of the Palace will kill you now!" Yue Linglong's eyes narrowed slightly, and a dangerous light flashed under her eyes.

When she met her eyes, Qiu Furong was a little horrified, but she still kept calm. She suggested: "Master of the second house, how about we make a deal again?"

Hearing the words, Yue Linglong sneered, and said in a contemptuous tone: "You are worthy of talking about a deal with the host of this palace?"

Qiu Furong secretly squeezed the fist under his sleeve, and squeezed a smile from the corner of his mouth: "I'm not worthy, but the lord of the second house don't rush to refuse first, and listen to me."

Yue Linglong stared at her angrily.

Qiu Furong blinked lightly, and the tone of the opening was quite meaningful: "The man who should have come tonight is the main palace master, but now he is negotiating with Prince Chu Yao about the Qinglan state government, and he has no time to take care of it, and now the whole Long Moon Palace, so I can save you ... "

After a pause, her eyes fluttered to Yue Linglong's belly: "... and flee here safely with the children in your belly."

What big thing can make Yu Wenhao know that the child in her belly is a wild species, and can she not question her for so long after the incident?

Upon hearing Qiu Furong's mention of Qing Lan's next monarch, Chu Yao, Yue Linglong knew in her heart that nothing but power could influence Yu Wenhao.

In the end, in the heart of Yu Wenhao, she and power are still important.

Obviously he does not love Yu Wenhao, but realizes that he is still far below all power in his heart, Yue Linglong sneered with ridicule, and he was glad that the person who came tonight was not him.

Qiu Furong keenly captured the negative expression on Yue Linglong's face, and she already knew that her purpose of coming tonight has been more than half successful.

She hooked her lips slightly and added iron while hot: "How about this deal? You should know better than me, Ninomiya. If you miss this opportunity, you may never have a chance to leave here."

The meaning of Qiu Furong's line is very clear. It is nothing more than waiting for Yu Wenhao to find out everything he has betrayed by his beloved. The consequences are unthinkable.

As if persuaded, Yue Linglong smiled and asked, "Or do you think carefully and talk about your requirements."

Unexpectedly, Yue Linglong, who had been exposed to her a second before, would suddenly soften. Qiu Furong took a moment to laugh and then smiled openly: "I have only one request. After you leave here, you will never come back."

"That's nature." Yue Linglong's beautiful eyes smiled, and there was a flash of yin in the depths of her eyes, and no one could catch them.

At the end, she asked again, "Now you can tell me, who is that man?"

Xu Shiyue's attitude suddenly improved, and Qiu Furong didn't sell any more. She said, "I don't know who that person is, only his surname Su, who looks like a sharp-mouthed monkey gill ..."

Before Qiu Furong described it, there was a sharp white shadow before her eyes.

Immediately afterwards, all her words were strangled to the throat, and to be precise, a bright red blood mark was cut on her neck.

All of a sudden blood was flowing from the bloodstains.

All this came too quickly and too quickly, Qiu Furong's eyes widened unbelievably, and his hands had unconsciously covered Wala Laqin's **** neck.

Her enlarged pupils were full of reflections of Yue Ling's exquisite and spicy face.

Yue Linglong reached out and held Qiu Furong's chin close to her ears. The voice of her voice was light and violent: "From the moment you step into this room, your death is approaching ... dare to count the owner of this palace? If you are a bitch, even if you are late on the spot, it will be difficult to vent my anger ... But in any case, the owner of the palace would like to thank you for taking the risk to send this token that can flow unimpeded in Longyue Palace. "

While talking, she stretched out her hand and took out the "Hao" token Qiu Furong half covered her waist.

"You--" Qiu Furong tried to speak, but only made a sound, was thrown away by Yue Linglong, and fell to the broken porcelain slag.

Originally thinking that she could make Yue Linglong leave the Longyue Palace forever, but she never thought that she tried to pretend to be forbearing for so long, waiting for this day, but still could not defeat Yue Linglong's viciousness.

Qiu Furong slightly twitched the corners of her lips, a line of tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, and her eyes were closed forever.

The room was quiet for a while, but it was quiet and depressing.

After a long time.

Yue Linglong stood in place, her body trembling slightly because of her irresistible anger. Her voice was like a sharp knife, spitting out word by word: "Su, Wen, Cheng !!!"

The thought of the man riding her that night that made her fluttering was Su Wencheng's hooligan, Yue Linglong was from the bottom of her heart, and even every cell on her body was disgusting.

She hugged her belly and was sick and sickened.

I don't know how long it took before Yueling Ling took it easy.

She wanted to leave this filthy place like this, but suddenly stopped and turned again, looking at the icy corpse in the corner, then went to the dresser.

After an hour.

I saw a more messy scene in the original messy room-

The miserable sight of the second house owner of the Longyue Palace, "Yuelinglong", was brutally murdered with open mouth.

After all this busy work, the time is about midnight.

Facing the face of "Qiu Furong", Yue Linglong walked out of Linglong Manor. With the token in her hand, she left the Longyue Palace unimpeded, and finally disappeared into the night ...

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Longyue Palace Dungeon.

It's dark and moist, it's weird, and it smells **** and rancid everywhere.

Deep inside the dungeon was an iron cell with almost no fingers, two rows of guards with knives standing on the side, almost guarding the iron from death so that mosquitoes could not fly in.

In the iron prison, Mu Ziling, like a "dead body", was lying motionless on the straw bed, and only a pair of eyes were able to roll around his body.

Damn Yu Wenhao didn't know how to point the acupuncture point. No matter how she used her heart to make trouble, she couldn't solve the acupuncture point on her body.

Can't break the acupuncture point, just like lying down and waiting to die ... Mu Ziling greeted Yu Wenhao's eighteenth generation ancestors in his heart full of itching.

The most annoying thing is that this iron prison is completely a **** with no light at all, and there is no light for hope.

In this state of lying completely waiting to die, Mu Ziling couldn't see a glimmer of light, but didn't know the time, but his mentality remained the same, and he was holding his breath to break the acupuncture points of the body.

At this moment, Mu Ziling, who was closing her eyes and operating her mind in Dantian, faintly felt that a beam of light was shining on her eyelids, and she opened her eyes suddenly.

Because of the absence of light for a long time, the strong light in front of her stabbed her to close her eyes subconsciously, and after a while, she slowly opened her eyes again.

The beam of light was still there, but it was not so dazzling.

Just because the light-holding man closed his eyes when Mu Ziling's eyes were dazzling, he moved the night pearl in his hand elsewhere, so that the light of the night pearl illuminated the iron prison.

Mu Ziling blinked and blinked again before he could see the person clearly.

Ouyang Feiyu!

Unexpectedly, it was Ouyang Feiyu.

Shocked, alert, alert ... Just one glance, these emotions unveiled in Mu Ziling's eyes.

Ouyang Feiyu, who took Mu Ziling's eyes full of emotion, stroked his chest, pretending to be confused and injured: "Poor little fox, why are you so disappointed that I am not surprised at all? It should not be."

Mu Ziling couldn't open his mouth, so he could only stare at him dryly.

Although she had such an instant moment just now, she saw this guy as if she had seen the dawn, but it was only that moment.

When did the weasel give the chicken a Chinese New Year?

Looking at Ouyang Feiyu at this moment, Mu Ziling suddenly felt that this person was more terrifying than this dungeon.

If not, why did he quietly deal with the guards outside, and appeared here intact?

As if to see the doubts in Mu Ziling's heart, Ouyang Feiyu drew a bunch of keys and shook them, indicating that he had just opened the door and entered.

Mu Ziling tilted his eyes to him, and closed his eyes directly.

Just a few seconds later, Mu Ziling bounced his eyes again, and a flash of urgency and resistance flashed under his eyes.

She cannot speak or move, but it does not mean she is unconscious.

"Well, it's so hard. You say it's going to be deeper. Your little fox's fox tendons will be cut off."

I saw Ouyang Feiyu asking without asking, while yelling out, while treating the wounds on Mu Ziling's wrists and ankles with medicine and the cloth strips torn from her body.

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