Miracle Doctor, Abandoned Daughter: The Sly Emperor’s Wild Beast-Tamer Empress

Murong Jiucheng saw Xiao Lingxing unconscious and frowned, not knowing what the situation was.

"He is Nie Lingxing, and he can make Major Marshal Murong like this. This kid doesn't seem easy. Let me guess. Why Marshal Murong would be so valued by an ordinary human race enlightener."

Murong Jiucheng did not say anything.

Why he wanted to save Xiao Lingxing, he knew very well.

He admitted that he was selfish.

"The little guy has no identity background, but he has an advantage that no one can match. He has a very powerful sister, Ye Lingyue. Ye Lingyue, not only is he smart, but also beautiful. I heard that, Master Murong is her senior. "

The dialect looked like a smile, looking at Murong Jiucheng.

As expected, Murong Jiucheng's expression changed after hearing Ye Lingyue's name, and a suspicious aura flew across Jun's face.

Seeing that Xiao Lingxing and Ye Lingyue looked somewhat similar, Murong Jiucheng was more determined to save him.

His expression changed completely to the bottom of the debate.

The debater sneered from the bottom of his heart. The children of the family are the children of the family. Love, hate and hatred are all written on his face. After all, it is too tender.

"It seems that I guessed it right. Ye Lingyue is really fascinating, not only the talent of God Realm, but even Marshal Murong is very fond of her. It seems that the woman must have learned what it is. The technique, or the kung fu between the bed, is very good, and I am fascinated by both of them. "

The voice of the dialect was yin and yang, which sounded sour.

It was very dissatisfied at the bottom of his heart. Ye Lingyue had nothing to do with it. So many people were overwhelmed by her.

This is true of the northern realm of God Zunxi Jiuye, as is Murong Jiucheng, the Murong family.

"Shut up, my relationship with Lingyue is not as dirty as you think. You are a strange man, what is the ability to bully a child."

Murong Jiucheng said with a deep voice.

He is indeed fond of Ye Lingyue, but this fondness is not so badly said in the debate.

Because of the affairs of Fang Xianmeng and the Eight Great Fangxian, his grandfather already had indignation towards Ye Lingyue. If Grandpa knew that he was fond of Ye Lingyue, then there was only one way to wait for Ye Lingyue.

He didn't want to, because his thoughts stained the friendship between him and Ye Lingyue.

Not to mention, because of this love, ruined Ye Lingyue.

"Mr. Murong, I am not a man of heaven. I do n’t understand your rules. I only know that I am not your opponent. I was a little careless. Today you are afraid that you will wash my soldiers with the blood of the hidden army. Walled. There are no other requirements underneath. As long as Commander Murong withdraws from my barracks, I will guarantee that this kid will not die, otherwise ... "

The dialect also did not care about any politeness and shame.

It is an alien. In the alien's survival rules, as long as it can survive, any means can be used.

"What if I don't want to?"

Murong Jiucheng's eyes were cold.

He was actually threatened by a stranger.

"Oh, if you don't want to, then this kid is miserable."

The argument said, a hand fell on the face.

When his five fingers fell, his nails pierced his skin, and only a sound of digging flesh was heard, and the mask on his face was dug out.

That mask was the very strange mask that Ye Lingyue had seen earlier.

There was still blood flowing on the mask.

The defense machine attached the mask to one hand, and fell to Xiao Lingxing's face with one hand.

Xiao Lingxing is still unconscious. His small jade-like face looks more delicate against the mask.

"Although this child is young, he has a good talent. Master Murong thinks, what if I absorbed his blood? Or else, I simply occupied his body, I wonder if Ye Lingyue can find that I have Occupy the magpie's nest and occupy her brother's flesh. "

The dialect laughed, and the mask in his hand also laughed with it, the whole person was yin and yang, and the indescribable and terrible.

"you dare!"

Murong Jiucheng could hardly believe that Xiao Lingxing was swallowed up by the dialect and turned into a human being and a ghost. If Ye Lingyue saw it, she would be sad.

"Why do n’t I dare? I heard that Master Murong has the triple seal, the power of the golden-winged Kunpeng, I have already seen it. You ’re going to kill me, it ’s very simple, but it ’s easy, but you ca n’t be faster After I smoked this boy's blood. How about it, Mr. Murong is handsome, but I have to try it out to see if I am faster or you are faster. "

The debate laughed.

Murong Jiucheng was stiff with anger.

He did not expect that the news of the dialect was so well-informed that he knew even the fact that he had the triple seal.

He has the body of the golden-winged Kunpeng, which is dozens of times faster than ordinary people.

But even so, there is no way to snatch food.

Once Xiao Lingxing was hit by poisonous hands, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Let him go, I will quit."

With only a slight trade-off, Murong Jiucheng had an idea.

He couldn't just watch Ye Lingyue's brother die in front of him.

But since the debate promised that he would not hurt Xiao Lingxing, he would take a step back and wait for Ye Lingyue to arrive before making plans.

Murong Jiucheng, as expected, quit the mountain stream.

After seeing him leave, the debate machine was relieved.

In fact, Xiao Lingxing's life, the debate did not look in the eyes, it was only to kill Ye Lingyue.

As long as Ye Lingyue can be led out, Nie Lingxing will have little use value.

The dialect flicked freely, the void cage appeared again, and Xiao Lingxing was thrown into the cage.

Although the debate machine forced Murong to retreat into the Nine Cities, it is also terrifying to think about it in retrospect.

Murong Jiucheng, the body of the Triple God Seal, Jinwing Kunpeng is just his Double God Seal.

If he is really anxious, he can backhand and ruin the foundation he founded for many years.

The damn Murong Jiucheng is here, and he wants to deal with Ye Lingyue just because it's not that simple.

Speaking of Ye Lingyue, the argument was unavoidable, and the woman was just prettier. These men were like crazy, rushing towards her.

But by all means, it can't help Murong Jiucheng.

Heaven, is it that strong?

If the foreign country can also succeed in ascending, what a little heavenly man has done.

Thinking of these, the debate machine was even more eager for Feng Tianling.

The thought of Feng Tianling's whereabouts is still unknown, the dialect is very annoyed.

"who!"

The dialect was irritated and realized that someone was observing himself in secret.

I saw one person hiding out, and when I saw someone coming, I was very alert.

This man's robe is clearly a protoss.

But after only a little research, the dialect realized that the other party was not a Protoss.

"Are you an alien?"

The debate machine hesitated and looked at the person.

"It's a long time to speak up."

The man said with a smile.