The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Many people can't recognize His Royal Highness, and no desire to make a disguise at this time, so no one knows their true identity.

But even if you don't know that there is Pluto in front of you, these people will show their imposing manners, and the Jindan period peaks that Qinglong has no desire to hide, make this group of people frightened and discouraged.

There was a warrior who was originally trained by Jin Dan who came forward and looked at several people with vigilance. "You also want to enter the medicine garden?"

No desire is indifferent: "What is it?"

"I advise you, it is better to stay away from here." The warrior raised his head and said proudly. "To tell you the truth, this medicine garden has been wrapped up by our Murong family. You want to enter the medicine garden, but in the medicine garden. In the middle, we must pay 80% to us."

I didn’t have time to talk before, but I saw that the windy wind that had been lazy suddenly took a step forward and sneered: “If we don’t agree?”

"Don't agree?" The warrior laughed. "Do you think that you have cultivated higher, and this medicine garden is your bag? I tell you, here, if you cultivate it again, You can't turn the wind and waves. If you are a dragon outside, you will have to go to the site of our Murong family.

"Murong home?" The word flow in the valley is slow.

"Mu Rongjia, the head of Yanjing's four major families, don't tell me you don't know?" The Jindan warrior was proud of his face and looked at the valley wind contemptuously. "If you don't follow the rules in this green wood, you can count Going out, my Murong family will never let you go. So the person who knows is either rolling or obedient!"

The words of the warrior have not finished yet, and suddenly a fierce red mans flashed in the hands of Gu Liufeng.

The warrior made a scream of screaming, and the whole man flew out and slammed into the ground.

I saw his eyes wide and his eyes were full of incredible, but there was a wound in his chest that opened his entire chest and abdomen, and there was a burning flame on his wound.

"You...you-!" The blood in the mouth of the martial arts kept pouring out, his face was full of horror and unwillingness, and he finally swallowed a sentence without even finishing a sentence.

All the warriors onlookers, whether they are Murong’s or Nalan’s family, are horrified by the sizzling winds of the valley.

On the contrary, a group of people on the side of Tunxi had no movement at all for the wind and wind of the valley, as if he had killed an irrelevant ant.

On the contrary, it is the comparison of gossip and the desire to get close to the valley and the wind whispered: "Why, do you have a hatred with Murong?"

The valley wind slowly recovered the long sword, and the lazy smile was still on the corner of his mouth. "A group of clothes and beasts only have to be slaughtered, and there is no hatred."

I didn’t want to listen to it, but I didn’t go to the valley to talk about the privacy of the valley wind. Instead, I pointed to a warrior next to the white fog: “You, come over!”

It was a warrior who had only a middle-level meditation. He had just seen the hot and cold means of the valley wind, and he was so scared that he couldn’t shrink himself into the hole.

"Don't look for me, don't look for me! I... I'm not Murong's family. I just stay here and hope that I can fish in the water for a while."

No desire to sneer: "Let me come over and roll over to me, and then nonsense, my brother pulled your tongue out and served as a dish."

The **** period of the meditation was scared to be a spur of the spirit, and even the belt was crawled to the feet of the unintentional, shivering and pleading for mercy.