Cold King's Favorite: Miss Physician

Chapter 445 The Last Warning

"Hehe, what are you so proud of? Looking at you, you should know that I am Concubine Rong's biological son." Mingzhu sneered and stood up straight. His mouth was still coughing up blood. His face was pale and looked particularly pervasive.

Baili Ruchen hurriedly patted him on the back, and said softly: "Master Ming, don't get angry."

In his current situation, it is possible that he died just because of the ups and downs of his emotions.

Underworld Lord shook his head, indicating that he needn't worry.

Standing in front of Leng Junling, his eyebrows and eyes were very similar to Concubine Rong's, but after Leng Junling's entire face was exposed, he realized that he had no resemblance to Concubine Rong at all.

With such a clear truth in front of him, Leng Junling remained indifferent.

Ever since he knew about this matter, he had long been looking for his parents, but there was no clue at all. Concubine Rong must have taken care of everything when he spoke.

But his innate temperament reminded him that he would never be a child of an ordinary family.

"You're right. If Concubine Rong hadn't exchanged the civet cat for the prince, this king might not be here at all."

Unexpectedly, when Leng Junling said such words suddenly, Underworld Lord was also taken aback, he did not expect this at all, he thought that the two of them would fight as soon as they met.

"However, the person sitting in this position is this king, and you can get what you want yourself!" After speaking, Leng Junling's momentum was lifted, and even the four gentlemen behind him were also attracted by this. The air pressure in the stock was a little breathless.

The surrounding tree shadows shook violently, and the leaves and tender grass were all uprooted and scattered in the air.

Mo hair fluttered, Leng Junling started, never used [-]% of it, thinking about it now, it should be really moving.

Baili Ruchen, who was standing beside the Lord of the Underworld, took a few steps back again and again at this moment.

Leng Junling was obviously aiming at the Lord of the Underworld, so in that vortex, he saw them facing each other.

With a smile on the corner of Mingzhu's mouth, Leng Junling said, let him take it by himself, okay, he hasn't moved his muscles for a long time, so let him do it himself.

The air pressure made it difficult for him to breathe, but it didn't make him fall down. When he raised his breath, he pressed his feet on the ground suddenly, and flew towards Leng Junling.

The first palm was easily received by Leng Junling, and the figures of the two of them could not be seen clearly in the swift hand.

This matter will have to be resolved by themselves sooner or later, Baili Ruchen and the Four Great Gentlemen can only watch helplessly from the outside.

When the two were fighting hard, Cheng'er came here crying.

"Cheng'er, why are you here?" Hearing the familiar voice, Ju hurriedly maintained vigilance, turned around and saw Cheng'er's face was already crying, she came to report the news.

"It's not good, my lord, my lord has been held hostage by my concubine!" Her crying voice reached Leng Junling's ears.

After a pause, Underworld Lord took the opportunity to strike out his palm, but luckily the hit was a little crooked. Leng Junling could only grunt, not even bleeding, and he struck towards Underworld Lord's chest forcefully.

The person in bright yellow clothes slowly fell to the ground like a dead leaf.

When Baili Ruchen saw the man clearly, he hurried forward to support him.

"What did you say!" Leng Junling didn't even press the injured place, and landed in front of Cheng'er.

Seeing Leng Junling's suddenly red eyes, Cheng'er was also taken aback. She, she had never seen Leng Junling like this before, and she was afraid that she was really worried about angering the princess.

Cheng'er swallowed quickly, and said: "The concubine said, she is waiting for the prince in the death row square, and I don't allow you to hurt her son."

As if she knew some big secret, Cheng'er also had a hint of fear on her face, but right now, the safety of the princess is the most important thing.

"Bring him on!"

Leng Junling sternly let out a stern voice, and flew away by himself. His target was the death row square. He still remembered that it was the place where he and Mo Shiwu met for the first time. Instead of being afraid of himself, he walked up to him and led his horse.

The two eyes met, but unexpectedly, it was decided for a lifetime.

After Leng Junling left, the Four Great Gentlemen hurried forward and restrained Lord Ming and Baili Ruchen, led them, and chased in the direction Leng Junling left. Cheng'er didn't know martial arts, so Ju took her away. on.

At this time, it was almost dusk, and there were generally no people on the side of the death row square. People would gather only when important death row prisoners appeared to be executed. At this moment, only the tied Moshi Wu, and Concubine Rong, who was holding a dagger, stood in the middle, looking very small.

Under a few wind noises, Mo Shiwu looked up, but was held down by Concubine Rong, "Be honest!"

Mo Shiwu was pregnant now, so she couldn't do those movements in a big way, so she had to watch Leng Junling's arrival quietly.

He landed lightly in front of her, as if meeting her for the first time, like someone sent by God to save her.

"Ten dances!"

His eyes calmed down, but when he saw the wound on Mo Shiwu's neck, he still couldn't help feeling distressed.

"Quickly release Shiwu!"

Concubine Rong looked around when she saw him coming alone, until she saw the Four Great Gentlemen bringing the Lord of the Underworld, her expression softened a bit.

"You let my son go, and you promised that the fetus in Mo Shiwu's womb would be given to Aijia, and Aijia let her go."

Mo Shiwu knew that Leng Junling couldn't agree to this matter, and it was useless for Concubine Rong to ask.

"You know that this king will not agree, if you release Shi Wu, your son's life, this king will keep it."

Following his order, Mei drew out the knife and placed it by the neck of the Lord of the Underworld. The Lord of the Underworld was already haggard, but now that the knife was placed by his neck, it made his face even more cold.

"Don't! Don't hurt my son!"

With a shake of his hand, there was another bloodstain on Mo Shiwu's neck.

With fierce eyes, Leng Junling waved his hand, and Mingzhu spit blood from his mouth.

"This king warns you one last time, don't hurt Shiwu."

In Concubine Rong's eyes, only the life of the Underworld Lord is considered a real human life.

She smiled desolately, and clenched the dagger in her hand. After all, she couldn't bear the pain in her heart. She just wanted Jing Xian to live well. Why is it so difficult?

Jing Xian was in poor health since she was a child. After she sent him out of the palace, whenever she had time, she would come out to meet him secretly. When Leng Junling went to the battlefield, she could stay with him longer.

Once upon a time, she wished that it would be great for Leng Junling to stay on the battlefield for the rest of his life, but she couldn't let him die, because only his child could save her own child.

(End of this chapter)