The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Of course, the most happy thing for Tunxi is the harvest of the ancient Yuntiantian.

Looking at the spirits and medicines of the fruits and vegetables piled up in the hills, Yanxi eyebrows open his eyes and smiles, and his mind keeps counting the number of yuan crystals that can be earned.

With this Yuanjing, she can be used to truly reorganize the small courtyard and develop Cangshan in depth to create a wall-like site dedicated to her.

Waiting for the whole thing, the outside is already the day after the next day.

Tunxi stretched out and touched the small head of the egg: "Well, I am going out, you are inside, I will come in to see you often."

"Don't ~~" The egg was tightly clutching the clothes of Tunxi, and the face was stunned. "Mother, let me go out with you?"

The mist of the egg is very big, and it is a big killing trick that no one has any resistance.

But you can feel awkward for a moment, or shake your head decisively. "No, you didn't listen to the old man. If you recognize you, it will be very dangerous. What's more, your appearance is so special, it will definitely attract attention." ”

The egg smelled, the tears suddenly fell, and the convulsions did not speak, just kept crying. This kind of person who is really a stone heart must be melted.

Tunxi sighed and said: "The egg, not that I don't want to take you out, it's really too special for you to let you go out, you and I will be in danger. Unless... you can become an unobtrusive Look, and the aura will not leak."

The egg licked his eyes and immediately stopped the golden bean. He leaned back on the small head: "It looks like this?"

The voice of the egg just fell, and a standing roast suckling pig appeared immediately in front of Tunxi.

Roasting suckling pigs on the conscience of the rotating eyeballs looks a bit funny.

But other details, even the tempting aromas, are exactly the same as the roast suckling pigs that Tunxi has done.

Tunxi looked at the "roasted suckling pig", his eyes wide open, and the appearance of a small short leg, suddenly can not help but can not help.

Can her egg be more teasing?

The egg is still in the excitement of the jump, "Mother and mother, can this be? The spirit of the egg is not leaked!"

Oh, this is true. The egg has become a roast suckling pig. Except for the special eyes, the other breath is the same as that of the roast suckling pig. The sharpness of the Tunxi can not detect any spiritual fluctuations in it.

It seems that its deformation is different from that of ordinary warriors. Ordinary people may not really notice it.

Tunxi sank for a moment, facing the egg: "Eggs, you turn the color of the skin into pink, um, that's it, the size is smaller, the nose is shorter..."

Under the guidance of Tunxi, the shape of the egg changed a little. Finally, in front of Tunxi, there was a cute little pig with a pink toot.

This little pig, she saw on TV on her previous life, is the protagonist of an animated cartoon. The name seems to be McDull. The past life was once popular.

Tunxi’s past life was a killer. Naturally, he didn’t have time to watch any cartoons. But when he performed the task, he once glanced at it and his mind automatically remembered its image, so when the egg became a roast suckling pig, she naturally thought of it. It is.

Looking at the image of the standard McDull in the egg, Tunxi nodded. "Well, that's it, now you go out with me."

Tunxi intends to test it in other hospitals. If the people in the other hospitals don’t see the abnormalities of the eggs, the risk of taking the eggs out will be much smaller.