Unrivaled Miracle Doctor and the God-Defying Demonic Consort Chapter 7: Dragon and leopard king chariot, Xiaogeer is here

Two hundred soaring whips, even if they are carried by a master of the Green Realm, they will be half-dead.

Who is Mu Qingge? Just a piece of junk. Not to mention the Green Realm, not even the second Red Realm, how dare you speak out nonsense and have to endure two hundred whips?

He's crazy!

Or do you want to take advance as retreat and win the old general's intolerance?

For a time, all living beings speculated about Mu Ge's intentions.

There are contempt, sneer, doubt and indifference in the eyes that look at the high platform.

Even Mu Xiong looked unpredictable, as if he was considering whether to stop Mu Qingge's madness.

Qin Jinhao's eyes were even darker, and he couldn't see what he was thinking at the moment. The Mu Qingge he knew should not be like this.

"Beat!" Teng whip didn't hold down for a long time, and Mu Ge looked at the torturer displeased.

The latter was swept away by her stern gaze, and there was no hint of resistance in her heart.

Pop—!

"Hmm."

The sound of the whip concealed the muffled groan of Mu Ge clenching his teeth.

After the whip fell, Mo Ge's new clothes were torn apart and blood leached out.

There is silence all around.

All eyes turned to shock.

Mu Xiong's tangled brows suddenly loosened, and his clenched fists also loosened. It's just a faint concern in his eyes, paying close attention to Mu Ge's situation.

I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on.

Qin Jinhao's eyes were also surprised for a moment, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and Mu Qingge's stubborn appearance made him annoyed. This reminded him of her entanglement with him, even if it was the result of his deliberate guidance.

On the high platform, after the torturer swung a whip, he was also stunned, as if he couldn't figure out why he swung the whip.

"What are you doing, keep fighting!" The sudden pause made Mu Ge frown.

To carry this kind of criminal law, it must be done in one go. If it is interrupted in the middle, I am afraid that it will not be able to continue. It's all about willpower.

The torturer looked at Mu Xiong in the main seat. After the latter nodded indiscernibly, he clenched his teeth and waved the whip again.

Pop—!

Clap--!

Pop—!

One whip after another, every whip is a sound, and there is no fraud.

Soon, the blood on Mu Ge's back was blurred, and the dazzling red dripped down her clothes, dripping with the falling pieces of meat at her feet. However, from beginning to end, Mu Ge never hummed or begged for mercy.

The still tall and straight figure shot straight into the sky like a sword waiting to be sharpened.

The sound of whips echoed throughout the barracks.

Mu Xiong clenched his hands again, staring at the thin figure on the stage without blinking, his fingernails sinking into flesh and blood.

'Ninety...nine eight...one hundred...one hundred one...one hundred and three...'

I don't know when it started, all the soldiers under the high platform began to silently count the number of whips that Mu Ge received. The boy they looked down on, the dude who killed their five hundred brothers, the trash who couldn't cultivate, but at this moment, it was like his legs were cast into a high platform, bearing everything that ordinary people could not bear.

She said that the additional 100 whips were to comfort the 500 Heroic Spirits.

She is using her flesh and blood to see off the soldiers.

With silent deeds, I am acknowledging my mistakes to the soldiers.

Qin Jinhao's eyes were hard to see, but he couldn't hide his shock. Staring at the people on the stage, he felt that he seemed to have made a mistake. 'Is the blood of the Mu family always the blood of the Mu family? Even if it is a waste, it can gather the heart of the army! ' The hand hidden in the sleeve robe was clenched tightly, and the sound of the knuckles did not attract anyone's attention.

"One hundred and fifty-nine...one hundred and sixty-eight..." Counting silently, it became clear calculation.

Neatly counted, as if to cheer for Mu Ge.

Mu Xiong pursed his lips tightly and looked at the eye-catching little man on the high platform, both relieved and distressed. In the palm of his hand, he has quietly clenched a high-grade medicinal elixir that promotes muscle and blood circulation. This elixir that can bring back to life, he also got one by chance, and now he is waiting for the punishment of the whip to be completed, and immediately takes it to Mu Qingge to save his life.

"One hundred ninety-nine, two hundred!"

The whip sounded and fell, and the baby's arm-thick whip broke in two at the last blow.

"Little Sir!" The torturer's expression changed greatly, he knelt on one knee and looked up at Mu Ge, who was still standing tall and straight.

"It's over?" Mu Ge raised his chin, looked at the sky, and said in a light voice. As if the person being tortured was not her at all.

"Little Sir, two hundred whips, one whip is a lot!"

A uniform voice answered her.

Mu Ge only felt that the dark figure in front of her was slightly shorter at the same time, and the severe back pain had already spread to her whole body, making her numb.

A lot of whipping.

This answer caused Mu Ge's mouth to raise an indifferent chuckle, his eyes darkened, and he fell backwards.

"Little Sir!" When the soldiers kneeling on one knee saw Mu Ge's body fell, they were so horrified that they almost got up and rushed to the high platform.

Just, someone is faster than them.

With a flash of blue light, Mu Xiong was already standing on the high platform, caught Mu Ge's body, and without hesitation, put the medicinal pill in her mouth into her mouth, and even used her internal strength to make medicine for her.

"Old general, please make this boy the bodyguard of the young lord!"

"The old general, and me!"

"And me!"

The sound of group calls made Qin Jinhao slowly get up. He looked at the old and young Mu's family surrounded by Daqin soldiers, with a bit of jealousy in his eyes, and his stern face was uncertain. "Mu Family, Mu Family... Mu Xiong... Mu Qingge!"

"Okay! The matter of personal guards will be discussed after Ge'er's injury is healed. It's all over." Mu Xiong is happy that his grandson can admire these unruly sergeants, but at the moment he is more concerned about Mu Qing Song's injury.

Roar—! hold head high--!

In the sky, the sound of a beast's roar suddenly interrupted the enthusiasm of the soldiers.

Everyone looked to the sky, even Mu Xiong and Qin Jinhao. Mu Qingge, who was protected by Mu Xiong in his arms, didn't know whether it was because of the medicinal power or because of the roar in the sky, and opened his eyes, and looked at the clear sky with everyone with weak energy and blood.

"That's..."

In the sky, a few black dots appeared from far and near, and they seemed to be breaking out of the sky.

"It's the Blast Dragon Leopard!" Mu Xiong's eyes sank.

While speaking, the black spot got a little closer, which made it clearer for everyone on the ground to see.

Wind Dragon and Leopard?

Mu Ge's vision was a little blurry, but he also saw the nine beasts with strange shapes, pulling a gorgeous chariot across the air.

The beast has a dragon head but a leopard body. The whole body is blue, and the golden totem is faintly visible, which is mysterious and noble. On the back, several pairs of fleshy wings as thin as cicada's wings were stretched out, and under the fanning, countless cyclones were brought up. Under the sharp claws that came from stepping on the cloud, the airflow surged, and he took a step, but he was already zhang away.

The leopard's tail is ferocious, covered with barbs, and wherever it is thrown at will, cracks in the space can be seen, and the muscles are stretched, full of violent power.

Compared with Longbao, that chariot is much more low-key. The whole body is black and gold, and it is also decorated with hideous animal heads.

"It's the six-winged hurricane dragon and leopard. There is only one person in the entire Linchuan continent who can use the six-winged hurricane dragon and leopard." Qin Jinhao, with his personal guards, was already standing on the open space of the military camp. Looking at the uninvited guests in the sky with everyone, his eyes are full of excitement and fanaticism, as well as deep coveting. 'If one day he can sit on the king's carriage...'

"The Holy Yuan Empire, His Majesty the Holy King side by side with the emperor!" Mu Xiong murmured in shock.

The Holy Yuan Empire? Side by side with the emperor? Holy King?

Every word is unfamiliar to Mu Ge. Between her doubts, the people around her, including Mu Xiong and Qin Jinhao, knelt down on one knee and worshipped the visitors in the sky—

"Welcome to His Majesty the Holy King!"

The weak Mu Ge leaned on Mu Xiong, even if he didn't want to be a dwarf, he couldn't help himself.

The Wind Dragon and Leopard stopped above the military camp, looking down at everyone on the ground.

The closed carriage suddenly heard a voice that gave Mu Ge goosebumps: "Xiao Geer, come."

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