The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

And the whole piece of white fog tumbling, as if the calm lake was thrown into the boulder.

The first eye, broken!

At the foot of Tunxi, he did not stop, and quickly went to the second eye.

The position of the second eye was relatively remote, and when the brook was close to the eye, he could not help but shudder.

It’s so cold here, although it’s cold in the fog, but it seems to be several times colder than other places.

Moreover, the white fog in other places, even if it is heavy, the line of sight can reach at least three meters.

But the white fog here is almost to the point where you can't reach your fingers.

Tunxi wiped the water vapor on his face and felt the cold cold into the bone marrow. At this time, her hair and clothes were wet. In order to resist the cold, she could only continue to consume internal forces.

With her deep internal force, it was too much to eat at this time.

Tunxi no longer hesitated, and the purple linger in his hand was instantly swung out, only listening to the sound of "哗啦", and there was no accident. There was a broken voice in the white mist.

In the air, the white mist is more powerful, and the powerful force of the spiritual force makes the meridians of the whole body of the river tremble.

She dared to stay, and she would have to withdraw from here.

However, just to use the light work, the face of Tunxi suddenly changed, and the figure was a step backwards like a phantom.

The dense fog in front of her eyes still barely reaches her fingers. She can only see a tall figure faintly, approaching herself slowly.

Just as he was in a suspicious time in Tunxi, he heard a man who was low and thick, and with a cold and murderous voice: "Who made you move your eyes?"

Quxi was shocked, this person actually knows that this is a glimpse?

She cried for a while, and did not answer the man's words. At the foot, the whole person smashed out like a bird.

"Want to run?" The man's voice was full of coldness and disdain.

When Tunxi only felt that he had just jumped into the air, there was an invisible force that entangled his ankle and turned his life back.

This time, the face of Tunxi finally showed a shock.

She waved her right hand without hesitation, and a purple shadow swept away in the shadow of the fog.

The purple vines hovered and hovered in the air, and as the spiritual power in the dense fog was absorbed, its castration became more and more fierce. When it was flying to the man, it was like a small storm, whistling to the man. Shredded in general.

However, in the unexpected situation, the situation in which men were torn into pieces did not appear.

She heard a low and doubtful question: "Hey?", and then the purple singer was actually caught by the man with one hand, plopped a few times, completely unable to move.

Tunxi was shocked and had not had time to react. The whole person seemed to be subjected to a huge suction and slammed forward toward the front.

"Hey--" A violent impact made Xiaoxi feel dizzy.

The nose and mouth are filled with the smell of white mist and cold, and there is a strange smell of a man with a cold and strong hegemony.

"The low-ranking warriors in the district can even drive the purple scent... Oh!" The low and dull sound is on the top of the head, and it is lightly ridiculous, but it brings a creepy chill. "Say, who told me?" You are in the eye!"

Tunxi looked up and saw a handsome face like an axe.

This is a twenty-four-year-old man, dressed in a black suit, clearly looks handsome, but there is endless cold and suffocating between the eyebrows, as if from the red lotus hell, the cold and killing God.