The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Although he has already guessed such a possibility, he guessed that Wei Zixi was tempted, but he listened to Wei Zixi and said that he still felt a sharp shock.

The master, I liked it.

However, what I like is Nangong Temple, or today’s Prison God Zeng Ji’s sorrow, with a sly character, rather than a jade, it’s not a complete one. If the master is persecuted, how can he kill the net and break the rebellion? What a tragic ending?

Xuanmu’s hands trembled uncontrollably.

But Wei Zixi seems to have finished speaking, and the clothes are flying, they are leaving.

Xuanmu finally couldn't help but loudly said: "Master, you...what do you want to do with you? You have to get along with her for a long time, you should know her character. If she likes a person, it will never change easily. If you force She will only let her hate you."

Wei Zixi’s footsteps were slightly sloppy, and the long white hair, the jade-like index finger was erected, and it was attached to the lips. He gently sighed and said softly: “I certainly will not force her, and will not hurt her. She is the only person I want, how can I be willing to hurt her?"

"Oh, I am so stubborn, I don't want to change when I like someone, so I can only let her like the feelings of that person, all of them become hatred. I will let her besides me, no one else. ”

Xuan Mu stayed in the same place, the cold wind wrapped around the magic of the sky wrapped around him, eroding the spiritual power of his body, but he did not feel it at all.

After a long time, he slammed his fist on the ground, his face full of painful colors.

Hey, hey, I hope you are safe!

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The night is deep, and the entire small courtyard is quiet.

He squatted in the room and walked out of the courtyard, facing the gentle breeze, and stretched out.

During this time in the Yuankong ancient world, her spirit has been tense and her mind is a little tired.

But now it is not a time to rest, because she knows that there is still a wickedness waiting for her tomorrow.

The barley in the next door has fallen asleep. She has been scared for these days. Now she knows that she is so good that she can no longer support it.

But in another room, it is still empty.

Unknown has disappeared from a certain day and has never returned.

I remembered the unfathomable red robe boy, sighed and turned back to the house.

Suddenly, her footsteps looked at the door.

I saw the red robe corners fluttering gently. Under the moonlight, the juvenile's face shuttled between the mottled trees and shadows, which seemed so handsome and mysterious.

Awkward smile on his face, "Unknown, come back."

She didn't ask where you went, didn't ask you what to do, just simple, even without a doubt, came back.

Wei Zixi quietly watched the girl's beautiful face in the moonlight, and the darkness of the bottomless bottom of the scorpion faded away and turned into a little starlight.

Therefore, he always knew that this person is different.

Only this person is that he will never let go, he will not let go and can not let go.

Wei Zixi has already reverted to the unknown appearance of the boy, and walked slowly to the front of the temple, Wen Wen: "How to play in the ancient universe?"

I looked at him strangely, always feeling that the unknown movements now seem to be very different from before she left.

Is it that memory has begun to recover?