The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Everyone saw this, the purple shadow turned out to be a vine, and it was still a vine with a horrible temper.

"Who do you want to be happy with?" The voice of the boy is in the ear, clear and beautiful, listening to the ear, but like the evil spirit of hell.

He slammed his eyes and wanted to plead for mercy, but before he could talk, he only felt the sound of "Kala" in his ear, his neck was broken and he lost his vitality.

The teenager’s mouth evoked a cruel smile. “You guys, who else wants to be happy with me?”

It is natural to come to the river.

Not long after she entered the white fog, she and the Nangong smashed them away.

Speaking of the reasons for the loss, Tunxi looked at the purple vines in his hand, but also a little helpless.

After entering the white mist, Tunxi discovered that the damage of white fog to the warrior is far more than just absorbing spiritual power.

In the white mist, with an imperceptible ice and cold power, it will infiltrate into the warrior's meridians a little bit, making people slow.

If there is spiritual supplement, it doesn't matter, but because the spiritual power can't be used in the white fog, it can only rely on physical strength to resist the cold, so everyone's physical strength drops extremely fast. After a while, the faces of several people become somewhat pale.

The only ones that are not affected by the white fog are Nangong Temple and Tunxi.

Tunxi was also shocked to discover at this time that Nangong Temple was actually a spiritual break. Although it could not use spiritual power, the coldness in the fog was really nothing to him.

However, Tunxi is not affected, but because of the plant's spiritual pet that she just received.

Tunxi did not expect that the use of white mist on the prohibition of spiritual power was completely ineffective against the purple scent, and it also had the effect of tonic.

After entering the white fog, the purple lingering solitude quietly explored from the space, from time to time to absorb the spiritual power in the white mist, full of happiness and pleasure. Even with the brook, I feel that the whole body is warm and does not feel cold.

However, what did not expect from Tunxi was that when the purple buds absorbed a lot of white fog, they suddenly developed a small advance.

This evolution has affected a lot of white fog, forming a whirlpool of fog, and directly caused her to be swayed by the purple scent, entangled in the fog of the fog, and then wake up, there is only one person left alone.

When Quxi thought that he was being involved in the whirlpool, Nangong’s terrified and fearful eyes and shivering shouts could not help but feel a little tight. That guy - is that really worried about yourself?

Tunxi took his thoughts back from Nangong, and his cold eyes swept over the masked men, and eventually fell on the girl who was not well dressed.

The clothes on the girl had already been torn and shattered, revealing delicate skin, and the body was full of shocking bruises and scars.

Her expression has been dull, like fear and despair to the extreme, until the eyes of Shangyuxi, realizing that they were really saved, only "wow" crying.

At that moment, she really thought that she was ruined. Today is not dead, it is not as good as death.

However, at the moment of the millennium, this sacred boy appeared, as if he was a hero with a colorful cloud, and rescued her from the desperate hell.

Yanxi didn't open his eyes, and Moran's cold eyes looked at the few big men who were undecided. "I was not interested in doing anything, but who made you do things is so disgusting, so pigs and dogs are not as good! It happened to be a hit, and this son has to do good things occasionally, helping others to do it once and for all."