The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

It is also said that it is a pity that the other courtyards are old and ugly men. The women who can play are also the rough men of ordinary people. They will play after two games. It would be great if you could play the little taro with fine skin and tender meat.

Qin Feng is looking at Tunxi, sighing: "I see this little **** doctor grows well, fine skin and tender meat, the city is stunning, more beautiful than the head card in Wanhualou."

"When the doctor asked him to find what he wanted from his head, we would ask him to come over and have fun. The brothers said that it is good? After all, we seized him today, that is the first thing!"

The people laughed again, and even the other guards of the Jishengtang were infected by this atmosphere, and they were more contemptuous and determined to win.

Tunxi smiled gently, not a shallow sneer, but a smile of a splendid charm.

She gently said slowly: "Okay, very good!"

Qin Feng was fascinated by her smile for a moment, and her expression appeared for a moment, and then she heard her careless voice. The soft and soft sound seemed to be a feather in his heart, which made him feel irritated.

However, his mind just turned "what is good", and suddenly a purple vine appeared like a vacant sky, flying to his face.

Not waiting for the Qin Feng reaction, the purple vines straight through his chest, and the tip of the vine was gently hooked in his chest, and a heart that leaped straight appeared in front of Qin Feng.

Qin Feng’s eyes were so big that he looked like a ghost and looked at the purple vines that kept shaking in front of him, and the heart of the purple vines.

The purple vines are shaking very happily twice, and suddenly a dozen or so are separated. "噗嗤" and "噗嗤" are connected with a few sounds and pierced into Qinfeng.

Qin Feng only felt that the body's sudden bursts of pain came from all over the body. The body was filled with purple vines everywhere, but there was no drop of blood flowing out.

Moreover, what is even more frightening is that the blood in his body is constantly being lost.

Do not! Not losing! It was swallowed by the dozens of purple vines.

"Ah - save... save me!"

Qin Feng made a hoarse shout, but the sound of the voice but the broken is simply unclear, and the heart that hangs in front of him swayed.

Suddenly, the purple vines slammed into a roll, and the heart made a "beep" sound, and it burst directly, and then was absorbed by the purple vines.

Qin Feng only felt chilly, chest, and the whole body was bursting with cold pain.

Then, he watched his skin become a little old and dry, and finally only a layer of skin wrapped around the bones.

"砰——!" A loud noise, the purple scent of Luo Ding has been sucked into the dry corpse of Qin Feng on the ground, swaying back to the creek, the leaves on the vines keep shaking, making a rustling sound .

This is the expression of infinite joy in the purple scent.

Compared with aura and magic, its favorite is to **** the blood of human beings, especially the **** flesh of the military, it is simply the best tonic.

It is a pity that Tunxi did not allow it to smoke at will, plus the aura in the space, it is also hungry, so it rarely tastes the blood of the warrior.

But today the owner said, let it play casually, just eat it, as long as it is the person in this room, let it **** at all, the purple scent has just finished eating the man's flesh and blood, and also swallowed the heart, this taste It’s so wonderful.