The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Here is the end of the sky, the sea of ​​clouds looks at the marginal silver beach.

This place, the spiritual power is almost impossible to feel.

However, the pressure of heaven and earth is extremely powerful, and there are countless chaotic gas filled in the air. Ordinary people do not say it here, even if they are close, they will not stand.

The so-called chaotic gas is a special energy field formed by the mixture of magic, aura and pollution.

Ordinary monks, even if they are god-level, will feel inconvenient in chaos, and they will not be able to use spiritual power.

However, at this time, there are several small figures in the chaos of the chaos, constantly looking for something in this special purple leaf jungle, seems to be completely immune to the chaos and the interference of heaven and earth.

However, a closer look reveals that above these figures, there is a huge black World of Warcraft that opens its wings and envelopes their figure.

"Small day, are you sure that Xuelingguo is growing here? How can we find it for so long, but we can't find it!" Xiaoru couldn't help but look up and then couldn't help but scream, "Miss wants Refining the medicinal herbs, preparing to impact the gods, need a lot of snow linguistics, and more rare herbs, we must find more for the lady to go back."

The purple leaves were stripped by the little raccoon, but as if there was life, they slammed.

The little raccoon still didn't respond. She had a hand around her and opened the purple leaf.

As soon as the little raccoon looked up, she saw a gentle cloud of smile standing beside her and protecting her tightly.

"Thank you, Yun Ying, brother." Xiaolue showed a sweet smile, and the dawn was clear.

Yunying sighed softly in his heart, and the little raccoon looked at his expression, still like his brother, not mixed with a trace of men and women. The nature of the little raccoon is also like a child, crystal clear.

Hey, his little fox, when will it be necessary to open up?

Xiaotian heard the question of the little raccoon, and his wings waved gently, pointing to the direction of the east.

Xiaochi immediately said: "Small days mean to continue to go east. But the deeper into the forest, the more chaotic the gas, everyone must be careful to keep tight, hiding under the wings of Xiaotian, don't let yourself Lost and injured."

As soon as the words of Xiaochi were finished, the surrounding sounds immediately rang.

It turned out that this time there was a lot of people coming to the end of the sky.

In addition to Xiaotian, Xiaozui, Yunying and Xiaochi, there are Jiyunyu (fruits), Jiyun Ying (sugar candy), Xiaojinlong, small red birds and eggs.

At this point, the little red bird stood on the shoulder of the small pool, screaming twice.

Xiaojinlong squatted at the dragon's tail and hovered around several people.

Ji Yunying holds a round egg and smiles with her brother Ji Yunhao.

A few of them were sneaked out by Ji Ming and Yu.

The goal is to collect enough rare fruits at the end of the day.

Because nowadays, the cultivation has finally reached the perfection of the upper god.

However, it is a great disaster to break through from the upper divine to the heavenly gods.

Just like Ji Ming, if he was persecuted into the nose and hell, he happened to find the inheritance of the emperor he left behind.

It takes a long time to get out of the half step of the gods to the gods.

Ke Ji Ming, as well as the people around him, are absolutely reluctant to experience any tragic trials.