The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

The southern butler sneered, the knowledge was not waiting for him to speak, and a low voice came from the door.

"Nalan Zhengze, the meaning of your sentence is that the king is blind, can't you see good or bad?"

This sound is like a general appearance in the air, in the ears of everyone in the main hall.

The sound is actually very sweet, with a blushing magnetic heart, and the tone is not ups and downs, even with a few shallow smiles, but listening to Nalan Zhengze ears, but let his legs tremble Almost scared to fall to the ground.

The next moment, everyone's eyes are looking at the main entrance of the main hall, eyes straight, breathing stagnation.

I saw the dazzling light of the afternoon hitting the back of the coming, and swaying everyone’s eyes.

However, the momentum of the coming people is not covered by the glaring sun. It is like a **** on the top of the earth. Walking in the human path, step by step toward the humble mortal mortal.

The sun was slowly left behind by him, and everyone saw the face of the coming person.

Then there was the sound of a cold breath, which was a man who was so beautiful that he could not describe it in words.

Whether it is the eyebrows that make up the essence of the heavens and the earth, or the tall and slender figure, or the momentum of the world, people have the urge to worship him.

This is Nangong Temple, the only Yuan Ying period master in Jinling Country, the real peak powerhouse, Pluto - Nangong Temple.

Especially after the battle of the glazed glazed, the **** smell on his body has been washed away, but the suffocating temper is still branded in his bones, and the breath is even more letting him raise his hand and throw a handful of people. The chilly forest is murderous.

When the Nangong Temple appeared, it attracted everyone's attention, and it made everyone stunned, and even the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

Even Shang Guanqi, who wants to make a smile and say hello, is afraid of being inexplicable because of an inexplicable fear.

The gaze of Nangong’s eyes fell on the body of Tunxi.

How long have you not seen his little girl?

In fact, the distance from the last time in the Broken Mountain, but it is a month or two, but for Nangong Temple, it seems to have been a century or two.

His eyes greedily carefully patrolled the body of Tunxi.

At the beginning, it was regrettable that Xier did not reveal the face of the world, but when confronted with the pair of cold phoenixes, Nan Gongyi felt that no matter what the appearance of the brook, it was his brook.

Even now, the face is yellow and thin, and the appearance is not astonishing. It is very cute in his eyes, so that he can't wait to squat into his arms.

Nangong Yu is eager to get close to Tunxi, naturally he will not grieve himself, and walk towards her as soon as he steps.

As for the disenchantment of this room, in his eyes, the air that does not exist is not put into his eyes.

Nalan language began to look at him from the appearance of Nangong, and he was obsessed with him, and he almost jumped out of her throat.

She studied art under the master of the Void, and she did not see a good man. Even her brothers and sisters were talented young talents.

However, when Nalan language met Nangong Temple, she knew that there was a man under the sun, and other people could not catch up with the horse.

No matter the excellent appearance of Nangong Temple, at the age of 20, he reached the horror cultivation of the Yuan Ying period, or the king of his world, which made the Nalan language stunned.