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

Inside the tent, the two fell into a brief silence.

Ye Lingyue didn't answer right away, and Wu Zhong didn't ask any more questions. His recent temper was unusually good.

Ye Lingyue didn't know what kind of luck she had hit in the past.

Xiahou Qi, Feng Xin, and Wu Zhong, all of them confessed to her as if they had made an appointment.

Xia Houqi was okay to say, she just regarded him as a friend in her heart and refused, without any sloppiness.

But Feng Xin and Wu Zhong are different. No matter how slow Ye Lingyue is, she is aware of this.

Feng Xin's confession was as genial as the spring breeze, just like his people. I don't know when it started, and it settled into her heart, causing her to rush around.

Feng Xin, Ye Lingyue, is like the warm sun in winter, he has never forced himself, and he has given her a few months to think about it.

And Wu Zhong is like the dawn in Liao Ji's night, he always appears suddenly at the most dangerous time.

His confession was straightforward, making her heart beat faster, and at the same time, she had a feeling of not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

This man, so arrogant, deserves no one!

Ye Lingyue knew in her heart that after what happened last night, Wu Zhong's position in her heart became a little heavier.

For a while, Ye Lingyue didn't know how to answer.

If her face hadn't been dyed so black, she must be flushed at the moment.

At this time, Wu Zhong let out a "hiss", and the gauze behind him dizzy red.

Just now to stop the dragon bag, he pulled the wound.

"Still sticking there, making wood, come and help with bandaging." Wu Zhong threw the medicine box on the side to Ye Lingyue very quickly with a dark face.

Ye Lingyue rolled her eyes. Whoever had bandaged it and moved around there, deserved to be blamed.

Seeing Ye Lingyue holding the medicine box and moving over reluctantly, the corners of Wu Zhong's mouth raised in restraint.

After dismantling the gauze on Wu Zhong's back, the wound festered and the blood was dripping. It looked really scary.

The self-destruction of the martial artist of the Four Paths of Samsara caused the explosive force. If the person who blocked it was Wu Zhong, he would have been blown to pieces.

Seeing the wound, Ye Lingyue felt a little ashamed. She used some water to clean the wound for Wu Zhong, and then ground some medicinal herbs and sprinkled it on his wound. Only then did she use a clean gauze to bandage him again. .

Wu Zhong's body is very strong, and Ye Lingyue wanted to bandage it, so she had to put on the gauze, which was wrapped around his chest from his back.

As a result, he is bound to take off his clothes and go topless.

Wu Zhong was not at all embarrassed, and Da Lala took off his clothes.

I have to say that even if he is injured, Wu Zhong's figure is still excellent. His skin is like beeswax condensed. Although it is not as fair and smooth as a woman's, when his fingertips touch it, it is cold and clear.

Under the two slender and sexy collarbones, the shoulders are wide and the waist is narrow, and the six strong and sturdy tendons in the abdomen are wanton and flamboyant.

If there is anything to be said for regret, it is his face.

Earlier, when Wu Zhong wore the golden mask, Ye Lingyue thought about what he would look like after taking off the mask.

I thought it was like Yan Jiu, but unexpectedly, it was a face with scars.

After getting along with "Emperor" for a while, Ye Lingyue no longer thinks this scarred face is ugly, but compared to Wu Zhong's arrogant and distinctive eyes, his appearance is obviously It doesn't match his eyes.

Ye Lingyue was wondering if this face was Wu Zhong's true face.

But after thinking about it again, no, according to mainland rumors, Ghost Emperor Wu Zhong's true face is not easy to show people. Once he sees his true face, a few close relatives except Yan Zai have only one way to die, not to mention, in hiring Bingcheng revealed its true colors.

So, his face is still fake?

Ye Lingyue's eyes were unconscious, and she looked at Wu Zhong's face.

She is bandaging the wound at the moment, and looking at it from her angle, she can just see Wu Zhong's tall and straight chin, the side of the ear, the chin, and there are no traces of disguise?

"Concentrate, think about something messy." Wu Zhong said angrily, Ye Lingyue was startled, the gauze in her hand was almost unable to hold, and her small face slammed into Wu Zhong's chest. It was so immortal that her lips just landed on the vermilion on Wu Zhong's left side.

The girl's soft lips fell on his sensitive body.

Wu Zhong's body suddenly tensed.

When Ye Lingyue was wiping the wound on his back just now, he felt uncomfortable when the pair of smooth hands touched it.

It took a long time to get it under control. Who knew Ye Lingyue's unintentional move, Wu Zhong only felt that a strong change had taken place in a certain position under him, he snorted and pushed Ye Lingyue away, carelessly. He picked up a piece of clothing and covered the obviously changed position.

Ye Lingyue was also at a loss. She wanted to pretend that nothing happened and continued to bandage, but Wu Chong stopped her with a rough voice.

"I'm clumsy, I can't even wrap a wound. Call Yan Jiu to wrap it up for me."

Ye Lingyue was relieved and escaped from the camp as if running for her life.

After a while, Yan Jiu, who was confused, came in, and this fellow was a little depressed.

She finally caught Lan Cai'er and was about to make fun of her, but Ye Lingyue called her over.

He is the dignified city lord of Yancheng, is it possible that he is a small worker in charge of bandaging?

But when he walked into the tent and saw Wu Zhong's embarrassed appearance and the change in a certain part that he couldn't hide even with his clothes, the fellow burst into laughter unkindly, and instantly felt that it was worth the fare. .

"Yan Jiu, if you laugh again, believe it or not, I will let you do it for the rest of your life."

Wu Chong glared at Yan Jiu fiercely, the fellow held back his smile, shaking his shoulders, stepped forward to help Wu Chong wrap up the wound.

Wu Zhong drank several large glasses of cold water, and the fire in his body slowly subsided.

"As for Xue Long, have the aftermath work been done?"

"I've already ordered someone to do it. That kid Xue Long is the head of the 'Blood Castle' and ranks 18th among mainland assassins. But I have already asked Xiao Shi to clean up the 'Blood Castle', so that I won't leave a single survivor. What are you going to do with Long Sixuan?"

Xue Long was dead. He injured Wu Zhong, who had not been injured for many years. This incident alone was enough to make the "Blood Castle" disappear from the mainland.

As for Long Sixuan, since he is the mastermind of this matter, he naturally cannot escape.

"Behind Long Sixuan, there should be other forces hidden. Before we find out, we will follow the plan that Ling Yue said earlier. We will not interfere in other things." Wu Zhong said casually.

"Listen to you, then I'll prepare and return to the mercenary city tomorrow." Yan Jiu whistled and strode out of the tent.