The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

"Is this man on the scorpion moved?" Although it is doubtful, the tone is already determined.

Nan Gongyi smeared the jade with one hand and said: "This is the tracking mark. Those who use this mark need to separate some of the body gods attached to the tracking person. As long as you still have this mark on your body, even if they are separated Ten thousand miles, they can easily find you. Hey, you are too light."

Yanxi's eyebrows are heavy, and his lips are half-smooth.

Nangong煜 seems to understand her doubts and waved her hand to let Qinglong go out first: "You don't seem to understand what you have done."

What did she do? However, when the street saved the individual, is it necessary to make a fuss, and also score the yuan to track her? Tunxi looked up at him with some sorrow, and his expression was inexplicable.

Nangong’s eyes showed a bit of smile, and suddenly he wanted to reach out and pinch her gang. “As far as I know, in the entire Jurassic mainland, only the doctors of the top eight can continue the broken veins. At least it is the cultivation of the Yuan Ying period. Jinling is a lot of people, and I don’t know that the rupture of the tendon can be healed. That is to say, you are a mortal without spiritual power, which cures the terminal illness in the eyes of others. You also think that Is this a big deal?"

Tunxi heard amazed expression on her face. She did not have any conception about the doctor's grade, but she also knew that the Yuan Ying period was definitely the top master among the warriors.

"But you are smart, you don't use real face to show people." Nan Gong's burning eyes swept through her beautiful face like snow. "You said, if you let Nalan know your ability, they will also abandon you in other hospitals." ?"

Tunxi instantly coldened his face: "His Royal Highness laughed, I have nothing to do with Naran, no before, no later!"

The voice just fell, but suddenly it was dark. Nangong didn't know when he actually leaned over, and the movement gently inserted the jade back.

Tunxi only felt a warm breath spitting on her face, making her heart panic, instinctively wanting to retreat.

The thin wrist was tightly buckled by a warm and wide palm. Nan Gongyi pulled her a little bit toward her. The corner of her mouth was smirked with evil spirits, but the voice was not oppressive. "I I said that I am called Nangong, you can call me, next time you call me the Principal of Pluto..."

Nangong’s words were not finished, but he saw the slight brows of Tunxi. He loosened his hand and picked up the sleeves of Tunxi. He suddenly saw the bruises and bruises that were scattered throughout the arm.

A suffocating sigh of anger has never been seen in the heart, and there are inexplicable annoyances and distressedness in the middle.

Unfamiliar emotions caused Nangong to frown. He bent his slender fingers and gently licked the scars, feeling hot and itchy, like a feather gently licking his heart.

Tunxi slammed his hand back, only to feel awkward, cold and cold: "What the **** are you looking for?"

Nangong煜 slightly squinted at the sudden loss of his soft, smooth touch: "Can't you find it if you have nothing?"

How many women were there at the end of the day, in order to see him in front of the Nangong 煜 使 使 使 使 使 使 使 使 使 使 使 使 使 这 这 这 这 这 这 这 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。

Tunxi Station got up and smiled coldly: "There are many things in the house of the King of Pluto. The villain really can't delay your precious time. Since there is nothing to explain, I will go first."