Yun Kuo's heart seemed to have been pricked by a needle.

A suffocating pain welled up.

Yan Tao has always been proud and conceited.

What a time when I was so embarrassed.

He turned his eyes, and a touch of coldness appeared in his eyes that seemed to be as distant as a distant mountain, and he lightly brushed over the unconscious Qin Zong, his thin lips pursed slightly, as if he had made a decision, and slowly let go of the hand that grabbed the young man's arm, "Okay." ”

The boy smiled softly.

The whole room, quiet and scary.

Yan Tao was bleeding from his seven orifices, and he sat for more than half an hour, sensing that Qin Zong was already free of life, his eyes were dark, and he fell down weakly.

Before it fell, the long arm of Yun Kuo on the side stretched out, and the young man was lazy into his arms, and the palm of his hand glowed with light blue light, enveloping the young man entirely.

Barely stopping Yan Tao's blood, Yun Kuo picked her up and put her on the side of the bed, "Yuan Jing." ”

Yuan Jing, who was always ready, led the military doctor into the room together.

Yun Kuo's inky blue eyes were as deep as a sea of ice for ten thousand years, and there was no mild meaning on his warm and handsome face at this moment.

On the contrary, there was a faint sense of coldness.

The military doctors were taken aback, and only approached after getting Yun Kuo's permission.

When his eyes touched the young man lying quietly on the bed, his face changed in unison.

"How could the marshal be seriously injured to such an extent?!"

"It's the result of an overdraft of mental strength."

"Marshal, he ......"

"She has already taken medicine, her mental strength is overdrawn, I don't know when she will wake up, in the next three months, someone must keep guarding her, once there are signs of mental collapse, immediately take action to protect her."

The older military doctor, Mululu, sighed softly, "The marshal has been through a hundred battles, and I have never seen her so embarrassed. ”

"Presumably it-"

Before the words could be spoken, he touched the cold and sharp gaze cast by Yun Kuo on the side, Mululu's hand trembled, and he almost pulled off his beard, and quickly shut up.

"Today's events are sealed in your mouth, and no news shall be transmitted."

"Yes!"

The medics got up and went out to pack their things, and for the next three months, they had to stay here all the time.

Leaving Yuan Jing alone, he walked to the medical warehouse, and really didn't have a good impression of Qin Zong who was lying down.

Just as soon as he walked over and touched the sleeping man's face and the light blue light around him, Yuan Jing's eyes widened in shock, "Lord Yunkuo, he actually survived the medicinal power of the top-grade genetic modification potion?!" ”

Holy!

It's a demon, isn't it?!

Where did the marshal find a pervert from?!

"Isn't this the genius that the Marshal is preparing to absorb into the vicissitudes of life?"

If this is the case, then the Marshal's behavior just now can also be explained......

Yun Kuo took a wet towel, wiped the blood stains off the young man's face, and said softly, "Have all the people invited arrived?" ”

"There are many countries on this planet, and there is no unified lord. I instructed them to bring all the more powerful rulers of the country here. ”

"Little Seven."

Xiao Qi, who had finished charging, was resurrected with full blood and rolled over mellowly.

"Lord Yunkuo."

"Change your master's clothes and clean up."

Yun Kuo's voice was warmer and calmer than just now, but it made people feel more dangerous and frightened.

Xiao Qi shook and realized that Lord Yunkuo was in a very bad mood at the moment, so he quickly nodded, "Okay!" ”