The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

The words of Yin Huo Law have not been finished yet, and the Feng Longjian in the hands of Nan Gong Yi is leisurely.

The movement of Nangong Temple is very slow, elegant and leisurely. The light of Feng Longjian seems to be extinct. It is like a beautiful arc in the air of the dark night, which is dazzling.

Yin Guardian laughed and said: "Small prey, you don't think you can find a helper..."

When he hadn't finished talking, he suddenly lowered his head in horror, and then he found his body split from the middle.

What the two eyes can see is getting farther and farther.

The sword of Nangong Temple can be said to be very crisp and neat. Even when the sword cuts the Yin protection method into two halves, even the blood and the internal organs are not splashed. It is completely impossible to talk about the **** shock.

However, everyone in Mo Jingxuan was shocked, and suddenly looked at Nangong’s gaze like watching a monster.

Those guards of the Golden Age period have stepped back.

Even the black man’s gaze fell on Nangong’s body for the first time, and his eyes passed a little dignified.

When Nangong Yi came into contact with the black man's line of sight, he immediately reached out and smashed the stream into his arms. He even bowed his head and kissed her lips, then looked at each other provocatively.

The man in black was sunken, and the hand hanging on his side gently shook his hand and turned away.

The white-bearer is even more dignified, and for the first time in his heart, he gave birth to a few points.

He actually encountered two monsters in the distraction period in this small Miluo. Didn’t he say that there were not many warriors in the mainland of the Yuan Dynasty?

Who are they? !

The white-bearded old man took a deep breath and looked at the Nangong and the black man with a gaze. "Do you know who you are against? If you kill me today, one day, my people will definitely find you. Do you think you can hide for a lifetime?"

Nangong Yu leisurely said: "Oh, is it? Is it okay to kill all of you?"

Nangong said that it was easy, even with a smile on his face, but the white-bearing old man was chilling.

Because he knows that the young man in front of him is telling the truth, not a simple threat or joke.

He couldn't hide the stunned face and suddenly raised his voice: "Even if you kill everyone here, people in my family can find my whereabouts. One day, they will find you. At that time, even yourself. Can escape, people around you are only dead!"

Nan Gongyi and the black man all looked down and narrowed their eyes.

Tunxi suddenly hooked his finger toward Nangong, and when Nangong squatted, he whispered in his ear: "Do you have a way to let these warriors not protect themselves with spiritual or other abilities?"

Nan Gongyi raised an eyebrow and reached out to stop the girl's waist. There was a smile in her eyes. "What do you want to do?"

Tunxi licked his lips: "Someone knows that I came here tonight. If the people inside are dead, it is not good for me. So, I want them to forget some of what happened tonight."

When Nangong’s eyes lit up, he listened to Tunxi. “My medicine can work on people’s nerves, but people who are higher than me can’t do it because their bodies have spiritual power to defend themselves, and I can’t Break through that layer of defense."

"However, as long as that layer of defense disappears, it is impossible for him to resist my potency."