The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

As I said, there was a sudden fight outside the door of Wang Yue Lou.

Tunxi and Baihu and Qinglan looked at each other and were about to go out to see them. The shopkeeper stepped forward and stopped in front of a few people.

On the eyes of Shangyuxi, the shopkeeper’s eyes flashed a little, but there were some real concerns, and they lowered their voices: "You son, are you from outside? Don’t blame me, I advise you not to offend for an inferior guide. Those who should not offend are not worth it!"

Tunxi picked up his eyebrows and said nothing. He bypassed the shopkeeper and walked out of the Moon Tower.

Just stepping out of the door, I heard a loud noise coming from afar.

A small figure slammed into the steps and made a painful embarrassment.

Both Tunxi and Baihu showed a strange expression. It turned out that this figure is Tong Bing.

At this time, he was originally a broken clothes, but it was covered with mud, his face was blue and purple, his mouth was overflowing with blood, and he couldn’t tell the miserable wolf.

In front of Tong Bing, a teenager in a Chinese costume laughed at the tragic look of Tong Bing.

Tong Bing endured the pain and struggled to sit up from the steps. The boy stepped forward and squatted on his chest.

Then, one foot stepped on him, slamming hard, letting Tong Bing’s face pale, and laughing wildly: “I have been looking for you for so long, I didn’t expect to meet you here, how, I want to participate in God. Is the selection of the medical office? Hahaha, I really don’t care for myself, and I don’t look in the mirror. I want to enter the medical hospital with your waste. Don’t dream!”

As soon as the boy was finished, the people behind him burst into laughter.

The people coming and going on the street also stopped and looked at the excitement here. They saw the miserable appearance of Tong Bing. Some people felt sympathy, some people disdain, and some people were afraid to provoke things to avoid.

But no one will kindly come to Tong Bing. Because the Chinese costume boy is not easy to provoke.

Tong Bing's body is slightly trembling, but he still stubbornly bite his teeth: "The Medical Office stipulates that anyone can participate in the assessment as long as they have a letter of recommendation. I can of course..."

"Ha ha ha ... recommendation letter? On your last year, there is no dead body of the dead master, a recommendation letter from a second-class doctor? You are not too shameful to take out!" Huafu teenager laughed again, the voice is full Disdain and disdain.

Tong Bing violently pushed the young man's foot on him and angered: "You are not allowed to say this to my master. My master is not a firewood! My master is not dead, he...he just disappeared!"

"I am! The stinky boy is against the sky, and even dare to resist!"

The Chinese costume boy was pushed away by Tong Bing, suddenly angered, and his spirits condensed on his feet, squinting toward Tong Bing.

Tong Bing wowed out a blood, his face was already in the pale white with a hint of gray.

The Chinese clothing boy is a congestive period, and Tong Bing is only a foundation period. Under his hand, Tong Bing does not have any resistance.

The Chinese-fashioned teenager once again stepped him down on the ground, bowed his head and screamed at the tears of Tong Bing, and suddenly he was even more angry. The flying sword in his hand slammed into the eyebrow of Tong Bing and sneered: "Oh, I dare to dare." Me! Who will give you this little beast's bear heart and leopard, seeing that I can't poke your eyes!"

Said, flying swords shimmering in cold light, straight into the eyes of Tong Bing.

The crowds of the crowd couldn’t bear to look over the scene and dare not look at this scene.