Hou Men's Pampering: Splendid Little Doctor Girl

Chapter 363

Snapped--

Rong Qiao quickly grabbed his wrist, and her clear eyes showed tenacity.

"Don't do that, please."

"Woman." The address he called a woman was different from the past, with a sense of helplessness.

"Forget it, let's go to rest early." He suddenly closed his mouth, took out a small bottle, and put it on the side of the table.

"This is the anti-scar cream, three times a day, it won't leave any wounds." After speaking, he got up and walked out.

The night wind blew, and his black clothes seemed to melt together with the night outside the window.

That night, Rong Qiao slept very restlessly. In her ears, she could always hear the sound of rustling wind and rain outside the window, as well as the sharp sound of flying cold swords.

She tossed and turned on the cloud, and finally got up without falling asleep.

Putting on a lavender robe, she pushed open the door of the Gufeng Tower, and headed towards the remote shrubbery where the icy iron sword was flying.

In the jungle, where the cold moonlight shines, a black figure, like a flying eagle flying arrogantly, is agile, with cruel and predatory eyes, and an invisible hostility blows towards his face all over his body.

All of a sudden, he seemed to have gone mad, holding the ancient icy sword in his hand and slashing ruthlessly and frantically.

This damned woman, damned woman!Why turned his life upside down, messed up everything about him.

He hated this uncontrollable emotion, this fragile emotion.

He desperately wanted to avoid this inexplicable, out-of-control emotion from time to time, but that emotion just happened to be like a ghost, haunting him all the time.

He understands that as the prince of the loyal prince's mansion, and as the cruel and vicious Hades Shura, women are only used by him to vent his needs occasionally, and the others are useless.

He never gave these women a chance to carry out such things as passing on the family line.

Because he didn't want the blood of his Asura to flow in the bodies of his descendants, his life should end in his generation, and it doesn't have to continue to the future.

But since that woman appeared, all her thoughts have been subverted by her. He actually longed for her love, longed for her to show him a sweet smile, and he was even jealous of her smiling at other men.

He wanted to monopolize her, trap her firmly in his body and soul, and not let her take half a step.

He also wanted to have a group of lovely children with her. When he thought of the child being conceived from her body, he felt a throbbing inexplicably, a strong demand.And this kind of strong thought almost drove him crazy.

He clearly knew that this kind of emotion was bad, but he got deeper and deeper, deeper and deeper, so deep that even he couldn't control himself.

Thinking of this, the ancient sword in his hand swung even crazier and more ruthlessly.

On the big tree, the leaves grew wildly, and the branches and leaves were injured by the sword's hostility, sinking into the dust.

And his frantic and depressed mood also infected the seventeen snow wolves he raised with his own hands.

At this moment, the seventeen tall snow wolves were standing on the high slope, they all looked up at Leng Yue, and howled, the sound of howling was shrill and desolate.

The frightened flying leaves on the branches were shaken, and they fluttered one after another. In a state of staggering and embarrassment, they rolled down from the high branches to the ground, and as the night wind swept past mercilessly, they made mournful low sounds.

Swish - Swish - Swish -

Amidst the shrill and crazy whistling sound, there was a sound of soft footsteps, approaching slowly, approaching——

When Rong Qiao came out, she couldn't help being startled when she heard the howling of wolves.

The sound of those wolves howling was not as good as in the past, it sounded very sad and lonely, and there was also the sound of wailing.

Could it be that something happened?
When Rong Qiao thought of this, she was shocked, and her pace became a little faster.

While walking, the footsteps stepped on the fallen leaves, making a soft crackling sound.

As for Gong Huangjue, who was dancing the ice sword wildly, in the extreme instability, his sensitive ears still heard the abnormal footsteps, and his ears couldn't help shrinking.

The long sword in his hand flashed suddenly, brushing——

His figure flew into the air, and a cold light pierced straight towards the direction of the person coming.

The cold color of the sword, under the clear light of the cold moon, reflected a strange and cold light.And almost when he stabbed out the sword, the seventeen snow wolves then jumped up high and savagely rushed towards the place where the sword light flashed.

Rong Qiao, who was disturbed by the painful sounds of the wolves, was here to find out what happened?
Unexpectedly, what awaited her was an extremely sharp sword.

The flickering icy light stung her eyes, almost making her unable to open them. Instinctively, she raised her hand to block the glaring cold light.

But the moment her eyes poked out, she found that the murderous cold long sword had already approached her eyebrows, barely a centimeter away from her position.

With conditioned reflexes and years of training, when her body encountered danger, she couldn't help avoiding the dangerous sword edge, leaned straight back, and couldn't help moving her feet back.

But the cold sword followed like a shadow, in his hand, like a dexterous snake, it approached Rong Qiao's face.

A wave of astonishment froze in her eyes. In her eyes, she seemed to see countless sparkling lights piercing directly into the water waves.

Is she going to die under the opponent's sword?
Rong Qiao stared at the figure falling from the sky in astonishment, and the only thought crossed his head was this.

However, at the moment when Gong Huangjue jumped up and stabbed with a sword at close range, his deep and cold black jade eyes reflected a familiar pretty face.

A look of astonishment flashed across his brutally frozen pupils in an instant.

The ancient sword with strong murderous aura in his hand suddenly deflected at the critical moment, brushed against Rong Qiao's cheek, and cut off a strand of black hair in front of her temple.

The hair rolled down with the wind, and a little bit remained on his silver-white sword, piercing his deep and cold black pupils.He stared straight at her cheek, looking at the sword marks wounded by his sword qi, slowly overflowing with bewitching blood beads, printing and dyeing on her delicate and rosy cheeks.

The pupils suddenly tightened, and the forbeared flame light kept flickering and moving.

At this moment, his thick eyebrows were tightly frowned.The ancient sword in his hand flickered involuntarily.

brush--

Suddenly, he recovered the ancient sword and accurately dropped it into the scabbard.Then the long sword shook high, showing a beautiful parabola, flew up the high slope, and with a swipe, it pierced deeply into the soil together with the hilt.

With his coherent movements, he did it in one go.The seventeen snow wolves that attacked Rong Qiao violently also moved with their master's breath, their murderous aura dissipated, and their attack ended immediately.

They lay obediently on the ground, surrounded Gong Huangjue, and gently licked his feet.

Rong Qiao stared at his actions in astonishment, and then she was startled.

Oops!The cold-faced man's mood was not right. Although she didn't know why Gong Huangjue was like this, it was obvious that her sober mind told her that she came at the wrong time, and she seemed to hit the muzzle of his gun inexplicably.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but start to move her feet, and her head was spinning at a speed of [-] meters per second. She thought to herself, if she doesn't slip now, when will she wait.

At that moment, the lines on her face were squeezed, and she smiled shyly at Gong Huangjue: "Well, hehe, you are practicing sword, sorry to bother you. I'm sorry, you can continue, continue your swordsmanship, I, I'm going to sleep gone."

Like countless wolves pounced on her fiercely, her walking speed was twice as fast as when she came here, and she seemed to be running in small steps.

Gong Huangjue stared at Rong Qiao's back, wishing to pierce this woman's back, dig out her heart, and see how this woman's heart grew and why it was so different from other women.

The moment his head was spinning, his strong eyebrows raised, and his footwork shifted in an instant, falling silently to Rong Qiao's side.

Rong Qiao, who was trotting quickly, sensed the cold aura around her from time to time, she turned her head slightly and looked sideways, and then bumped into a pair of black eyes that were as silent and cold as a wolf.

Her expression changed slightly, and in her clear eyes, the water involuntarily rippled away from the surface of the lake, and the ripples floated, layer after layer.

Taking advantage of the moment when she was in a daze, Gong Huangjue clasped her smooth and round chin with one hand.He brought her close to his eyes, looked straight into her eyes, with a little confusion in his eyes, and kept patrolling her facial features back and forth.

This woman, in terms of beauty, is not half as beautiful as his sixteenth lady, in terms of gentleness, not one-tenth of his eleventh lady, and in terms of female virtue, not one-hundredth of his first lady.

It is such a woman, such a woman with such a combination of facial features, that he would fall into it. He doesn't understand, and he doesn't understand, how could he fall into this woman's hands.

Especially for a woman who doesn't have his weight in her heart, her world is very broad, and the men who admire her have more background and status than the other.

Even the way his second brother Gong Huangrui looked at her changed that time, it was the admiring way a man looks at a woman, he knew it better than anyone else.

Therefore, he hated Rong Qiao even more.Why should she be at ease as if she had nothing to do with him, but he wanted to vent his dissatisfaction frantically in the dark of night.Why would she want to run away from him and fly freely when she messed up his world.

He won't allow it, damn it, he won't allow it.

Even if he is destined to be a cursed person and destined to go to hell in this life, he must take this woman with him and accompany him to the gate of hell.

Rong Qiao's eyebrows were slightly horizontal, she muttered, this damn cold-faced man, I don't know what's wrong, this action seems to have not been dealt with her for a long time, unexpectedly, tonight, he had another attack up.

Couldn't help it, she muttered at the corners of her mouth, and her clear eyes looked straight at his black jade pupils, which were suppressing the anger. "Hey, cold-faced man, what happened to you today? Did someone come to seek revenge on you? Or is your family going bankrupt? Or is your wife Hong Xing cheating on you to embarrass you——" ——She also wanted to express her conjectures endlessly, but unexpectedly, Gong Huangjue's domineering kiss blocked her chance to speak.

(End of this chapter)