The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

There were a few black men who rushed in the direction of her.

While rolling, I screamed screaming.

"...Help...here...he is here...help...ahahah--!!"

However, before they ran a few steps, the whole body was torn into two petals, even three petals and four petals.

The blood splashed, the internal organs fell to the ground, and the air was full of disgusting breath.

Tunxi knew that she should enter the darkness to hide her breath, but she did not know why.

Feeling the far-flung atmosphere that shrouded myself, the footsteps could not move.

That breath is too ferocious, but too stern, desperate, too angry and mad.

The last black man fled to a place ten miles away from Tunxi, and made a sharp shout: "Save me - I don't want to die, save me ---!!!"

However, the next moment, he was torn into two halves, and the internal organs and flesh and blood fell to the ground.

When he was torn open, the mouth was still wide open, and his eyes were full of fear.

Tunxi felt a **** smell that made her want to vomit, and warm blood splashed on her face.

Then, the body that was torn into two petals was thrown away, and a shadow slowly approached her in the darkness.

Low sorrows, strong **** smells, and feelings when you are close, as if the flesh is burnt and burnt.

Until the black shadow stood in front of him, Tunxi realized that the shadow of the beasts in front of him, killing dozens of people in the blink of an eye, turned out to be a person.

The black shadow stepped closer to her, and the burning scent was **** and brutious on her skin.

The eyes that shine in the darkness are exactly like the erects of the beasts, but they emit a **** color that is scary and chilling.

Yanxi swallowed a mouthful of water, and the slender fingers were buckled on the shadowless needle. The dumb voice: "Who are you?"

Far away, there are countless footsteps rushing towards this side.

The group of black people, obviously came to catch this person.

"吼~~~~~~~" The roaring sound emanates from the shadow of the shadow, mixed with the man's hoarseness and the fierce brutality of the beast.

The shadowless needle in the hand of Tunxi was almost shot out, and suddenly the light of the distant spar light was projected on the shadow of the shadow.

It’s just that this short one is almost a staggering light and shadow.

Quxi’s hand suddenly slammed and widened his eyes in disbelief. “Ouyang Haoxuan?!!”

How could it be Ouyang Haoxuan? ! !

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Time is back to a few hours before the closing ceremony of the hunting contest has not yet ended.

In the remote cave at the foot of the Broken Soul Mountain, Ouyang Zhixiong opened his eyes in confusion.

At the moment of clear consciousness, he only felt that his whole body was sore and soft as if it were to melt, and the original Jindan period of cultivation was like what was solidified and could not be played at all.

Ouyang Zhixiong looked around and saw a few black-faced men.

Only two people, the one wearing a white book, had a normal appearance, the other was tall, wearing a dark red woven flower cannon, but his face was wearing a black mask, covering most of his face.

Seeing that Ouyang Zhixiong woke up, both of them came toward him, and an invisible spirit came to the surface, letting Ouyang Zhixiong become a spirit.