The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

"纥溪——!!" A scream of anger rang in the ear, the voice is so familiar, and so far away.

Tunxi’s eyes were confused and her body was getting colder. She only felt that someone was holding herself in her arms and gently uncovered the human skin mask on her face.

The man's arms trembled a little, like fear, but also like remorse, but... very warm, very reassuring.

The mouth of Quxi's mouth outlined a touch of gentle smile, letting himself fall into a coma.

Nangong Temple clung to Tunxi and looked at her riddled body. She couldn't believe her eyes.

Under the mask, the girl's face is still exquisite and beautiful, but her face is as transparent as white. The pair of phoenixes that once fascinated him, lost all the light at this moment, as if they would disappear into the world at any time.

A few days ago, he listened to the report of the White Tiger, ate the food she prepared for herself, imagining her proud and playful look.

He has been looking forward to seeing that she can meet her today and can lift the seal of Dantian for her, making her more dependent on herself and inseparable from herself.

However, he waited for the morning and waited for what was coming? !

It was the news that the mark he had left on Tunxi was attacked. He was rushing to see her dying.

Nangong’s hands were clenched into fists, and the light in his eyes leaped like a red flame.

At this moment, he only felt that the chest was suppressing a group of raging raging anger, and wanted to kill all the people who killed the brook, and smashed the bones.

"Xi, you won't have anything to do." Nangong 煜 quickly grabbed the hand of Tunxi and sent the pure spiritual power into it. "If I am there, I will never let you have something."

The input of spiritual power made the faint breathing of Tunxi slowly and gently, and the deadly wounds in the chest and abdomen also showed signs of healing.

Until it was determined that there was no danger to life in Tunxi, Nangong was only looking up. The **** coldness looked coldly at the two black men who were not far away. The sound was cold and cold, but it contained a violent killing. Ok! Few people in this world can anger me, you have done it!"

"Ming... Pluto, you are... Your Royal Highness!!" The black man who looked at him was looking at his evil and cold like the smile of Hell Shura. He suddenly widened his eyes and shouted at birth in horror.

It was the first genius of the Jinling Kingdom, which was called the first day of the Jinling Kingdom.

Is that even the Jinling royal family are afraid of fear, killing thousands of World of Warcraft and dyed the Ghost King of the Ghost Mountain in their own way?

Is that the "master of life and death, control of six reincarnations", the cruel and bloodthirsty Pharaoh? ! !

Two black men sat on the ground, staring at the cold eyes of Nangong, and the body began to tremble like a sieve.

God! What kind of task did they pick up in the building?

This girl who is obviously inconspicuous and unremarkable, how can it be the person that Pluto looks at?

People who have provoked Pluto, and never one can survive intact! This is simply a day of death!

"Raining life!! His Majesty the King of Pluto!" The black man who was repaired to the lower finally couldn't help but fear the heart. He squatted to the foot of Nangong and trembled. "We just received the task... People's money, for people to catastrophe... It is not intentional to shoot Miss Nalan, ask the Pluto to spare us!"