The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

In the heart of Tunxi, he cursed, but his face opened with a mocking smile: "That depends on whether you have this ability!"

As soon as the voice fell and her body shape shook, she had already broken off the **** of the man and appeared one meter away.

The hands were flipped like a phantom, and dozens of shadowless needles were mercilessly shot like men in front of them.

However, in the anticipation of Tunxi, the scene in which a man was shot into a hedgehog did not appear.

I saw that the shadowless needle, which was shot like a light and shadow, stopped moving when it reached the three-inch range of the man in the Xuanyi man’s body, as if he had been concealed.

The man was relaxed and graceful, and his slender fingers were gently extended, and one of the small needles was pinched in his hand.

He looked at the silver needle in his hand with emotion and felt a cold chill through his fingertips.

"This needle has some meanings. It is made of Wannian Xuanbing. Oh, it seems that it has also incorporated some more magical spiritual power, so it can hurt the monks during the training period and the initial stage of building the foundation?"

"However, your gadgets are useless to me."

The man's hand is as long as jade, the joints are distinct, and the fingertips are lightly glimpsed. The shadowless needle is turned into gas in his hand and disappears without a trace.

The face of Tunxi became very ugly. In the next moment, she only felt a flower in front of her eyes. The man who was still in the distance was suddenly close to her feet and grabbed her wrist.

The look of Tunxi has changed greatly. The body flies up and looks like a civet. He wants to break away from his bondage.

However, Xuanyi’s man’s movements were faster than her, her long arms were stretched, and the **** did not know how to hook her belt. She took her back to her arms again and again: “How, the king’s skill Still satisfying you?"

The warm breath spit in the ear, the right hand holding the needle was buckled behind, and the body was forced to press firmly on the strong chest and could not move completely.

The face of the creek was flushed and screamed: "Let go!"

However, her struggles only made the two people's physical touch more and more close. The man originally had a smile, and it was dark because of the fiery friction.

He leaned down and breathed hot and wet, laughing like a smile: "Little girl, if you move again, I will be you as a seduce me..."

The voice did not fall, but the handsome face of the man's evil charm suddenly sank.

He let go of his empty hand and looked sideways at his shoulder. There was an inconspicuous silver plaque there, and the **** pierced the clothes and flew into the flesh and blood. The bright red liquid was soaked in the black clothes.

The man slowly looked up, his eyes fell on a girl who smiled cold and not far away, and a pair of clear and dangerous picks up.

This little girl actually hurt him!

Even if it is not used for cultivation, only the physical martial arts, the entire Jinling Kingdom can hurt him, and not so much, it is still hurt in the hands of a mortal girl who has no cultivation.

Tunxi stepped barefoot on the footsteps of the bed, and the clothes were not windy, and the small face of the sallow was full of sorrow: "Is it by you? I want to satisfy me, next life!"

Only the next moment, the face of Tunxi suddenly changed dramatically. A strong sense of oppression was swept away like a raging wind. The internal organs seemed to be stirred and stirred by a giant hand, and it was difficult to be a pain.

The blood on his face quickly receded, the body could not contain the trembling, and finally couldn't help it. "Wow" spit out a blood.

This is the pressure of the high-ranking warriors. In the face of such pressure, Tunxi feels like a small cockroach ant, which will be crushed into ash anytime and anywhere.