Divine Doctor Concubine

Chapter 72

Murong Jiujiu, who was dancing, changed slightly, as if she hadn't expected this situation, but the next moment, a bag of poison powder that was carefully hidden on her belt had already shot out in an instant.

But obviously, today's good luck did not seem to be completely on her side.

Mr. Xihua suddenly seemed to be aware of it, hugged her slender waist, and instantly stood up from the ground, pushing out the inner force of his palm, and the poisonous powder immediately flew in all directions and disappeared without a trace, "It's still a poisonous person, I like it." .”

Young Master Xihua let out a series of big laughs, with an indescribable fearlessness.

Murong frowned for a long time, "You'd better let me go now..."

"Such a beautiful woman, how can I let you go, you are trying to make me sleepless at night," Mr. Xihua intimately blowing hot air on the back of her neck, and as soon as he stepped on his feet, he was about to take her away from Fengyuefang.

And all of this happened between lightning and fire.

Murong was in a hurry for a long time.

At this time, in a private room on the second floor of Fengyuefang, suddenly, with lightning speed, a sharp throwing knife flew out of thin air, directly attacking Young Master Xihua who was behind Murong Jiujiu.

Although Murong Jiujiu couldn't see the appearance of the person behind him, he also knew that this person had extraordinary internal strength, even if he held a living person like her in his arms, he was as light as a swallow, and he dodged the attack of flying knives by turning over in the air.

The tip of his toe actually stepped on the throwing knife that had lost its prestige, and he kicked it vigorously, and the bright flying knife shot back towards the single room on the second floor on the same path.

So handsome, if Murong hadn't been held hostage for a long time, she really wanted to say hello.

"Let go of the dancing girl."

With a yell, a figure had already flown out of the room, holding the flying knife in the air, obviously it was the owner of the flying knife.

It's just that this person didn't show up, but when he did, Murong Jiujiu felt the corners of his mouth twitching, because he was actually the third prince of the dynasty, King Rui Junmo, and Junmo was looking at her right now.

There is a clear obsession in the eyes that has not faded.

"Third brother..."

At the guest seat, Princess Mingxiu, who had been drugged to the ground and was sore and limp, let out a low voice.

But Mr. Xi Hua was not afraid at all, his voice sounded more and more interested, and he said proudly: "Interesting, I didn't expect there to be a flower protector like a prince. It's a pity, this young master picked this peony today."

After all, Young Master Xihua ignored others at all, as if no one was in a land, he was about to fly away with Murong Jiujiu.

But he had just finished speaking.

An extremely gloomy voice filled with inner strength rang out.

"What about the flower protector, the king of the county?"

After all, without giving everyone a chance to react, a purple and gorgeous figure flew down, like an eagle hitting the sky, as fast as lightning, and kicked the triumphant Mr. Xihua down in the air.

"Baili Yuhua..."

Young Master Xihua let out a strange cry, like a kite with a broken string, he fell headfirst.

"Ah..." The unprotected Murong let out a low cry for a long time. The next moment, she was already wrapped tightly in a dark and cold embrace. She tried her best to raise her head, but only saw the white and stern chin of the other party.

But Murong Jiujiu seemed to be able to feel that this man's mood was very unstable.

"Yuhua!"

Seeing this scene, Princess Mingxiu screamed even more. She has been in love with this man for so many years since she was a child, but she has never been indifferent. She thinks that he is naturally cold and not close to women. It's different.

But she never expected that this man who was like a god in her heart would come out to snatch such a lowly fireworks girl like Wu Qingcheng.

Annoyed and jealous, even envious, she stared at the man and woman hugged by Ling Kong.

"I didn't expect King Yujun to be so elegant?"

Seeing the coquettish beauty who was at his fingertips, just fell into Baili Yuhua's arms, standing on the second floor, Jun Mo was obviously unwilling to speak, but he didn't want him to bump into her head-on with his soft words. He looked at the other party with murderous eyes.

"Do you dare to rob a woman from the king of this county?"

Baili Yuhua questioned in a cold voice, but his eyes, which were always unfathomable, became extremely terrifying today for some reason.

Jun Mo, who was shocked, trembled and his face turned pale. He has always claimed to be the son of a dragon and the grandson of a phoenix, and he can be neither humble nor humble in front of the emperor, but at this moment, under the gaze of Baili Yuhua, his aura is unexpectedly It plummeted in an instant, and trembling, he still didn't speak.

At this moment, Murong Jiujiu, who was lying in Baili Yuhua's arms, seemed to be the one being protected, but she was also surprised when she heard this. She had never seen such a cold and terrifying side of him.

She could even feel that the sea of ​​anger in this man's chest was churning at the moment.

The next moment, Baili Yuhua stepped directly into the air and left Fengyuefang with Murong Jiujiu, who was like a raging fire and whose skirt was flying.

And the artificial lake outside Fengyuefang is also brightly lit at the moment. It is the very famous Women's Lake in the capital. On the tightly knit boathouses, all the businesses are doing Fengyue business.

The evening breeze is rippling in the night, and it is not difficult to hear the wonderful sounds in the boathouses that have existed since ancient times.

And Baili Yuhua didn't intend to go far, and directly carried Murong Jiujiu into an empty boatyard, accompanied by his long-simmering icy anger, without any mercy, he took the charming girl in his arms The woman is still in the boathouse, occupying the entire area of ​​the soft bed.

She tore off the human skin mask on her face.

"Yuhua..." Caught off guard, Murong let out a low cry of pain for a long time.

Then her jaw clenched and she was forced to lift it up.

"pain."

Every time she cried out for pain, Baili Yuhua would immediately let go, but this time she didn't let go, instead the force became stronger, and Murong Jiujiu's eyes rolled into tears in pain.

Then he came up to him, this monster-like man, with gloomy and terrifying eyes, seemed to eat her heart.

"Does it hurt? Murong Jiujiu, the king of this county has never known that you are very capable. You are illiterate but know how to do accounts, stay at home but know how to do medicine, you are equally illiterate in chess, calligraphy and painting, but you are excellent at dancing...you, are you?" Do you want all the men in the capital to be crazy about you? Well, you succeeded."

After Baili Yuhua said these words viciously, he let go of Murong Jiujiu's jaw, and hit the skirt she stepped on with his backhand, with a 'tear' sound, the fiery red and seductive skirt that was popular in the capital, He tore it to pieces.

Two stunning long white legs were exposed naked, and he would never forget that these two legs, when dancing, could be so beautiful and charming.

And the tears in Murong Jiujiu's eyes finally flowed out.

"Yuhua, I'm wrong..."

Didn't she follow the plan to help her catch the culprit? The only accident was that a flower picker was recruited, and she wasn't taken advantage of. This man wouldn't be so crazy.

"Wrong, what's wrong?"

(End of this chapter)