The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

When Nalan was listening to Qinglong, she completely refused to believe it. The mouth kept muttering: "Impossible! Impossible! You must lie to me, I am so good, so beautiful, how can you not like me? Pluto Your Highness, are you lost your memory and forget the beauty of our encounter!"

"Nervous disease!" Nangong Shuguang a cold, cold voice: "Nalan language Rong, you killed the king to give Wang Hao the spirit fox, the king has not let you pay, you dare to beat me. You Say, how can I repay you?"

As soon as the voice fell, a chill of coldness and coldness suddenly spread throughout the hall.

Even the unrelated Shangguanqi, Nalan Zhengze and others have been fighting because of this powerful spiritual pressure.

Not to mention the Naran language that bears the brunt.

Her face was pale, her eyes were full of fear, her blood was a rush, and wow spit out a blood.

"Lang Rong-!!" Mrs. Nalan exclaimed, and rushed to her daughter, and pleaded for help in the Nangong Temple. "His Royal Highness, forgive me! I beg you to spare my daughter! She is unintentional to offend her Highness." Also, please ask your Royal Highness!"

The Nangong Temple snorted and the pressure on the body slowly converges.

Nalan’s body trembled fiercely and fell softly in Mrs. Nalan’s arms.

"Yu Rong, Yu Rong, are you okay? Don't be scared!"

Mrs. Nalan looked at the miserable appearance of her proud daughter, who couldn’t help but cry.

This is her proudest and most precious granddaughter. She has always been the object of praise and envy of others, and her heart is high.

Nowadays, she has been so humiliated in the eyes of the public, what can she do in the future!

And all this is caused by the monks in Nalan Tunxi!

What did she use in the end, seduce the Prince and seduce the Highness of Pluto.

Thinking about it, Mrs. Nalan’s temples vibrated with a drum and a drum. The blood in the body also rushed, and the brain was even more chaotic, as if she would lose her mind at any time.

The atmosphere in the main hall is getting more and more different.

Nalan Zhengze looked like a blue-green, and wanted to say something to stop this marriage, but in the face of the horror of Pluto, he was timid.

Compared with the fear of Nalan Zhengze, Nalan is more resentful.

The waste of Nalan Tunxi is ugly, and the ability to come is so much that it can be favored by so many people.

Even if the prince and the prince were seduce by her, now even the prince of Pluto...

Nalan Zhengze took a deep breath and slowed down the temper, only to ask Nangong awkwardly: "His Royal Highness, do you say, you...you really fell in love with the brook, want to...to marry her as the prince Right?"

Nangong squinted and revealed an unpleasant expression. "This king is standing here. Do you think it is true or false?"

"But, this... how is this possible?" Nalan finally couldn't help but shouted. "She is just a mortal who has no cultivation, and you are Pluto. How can you really look at her?" ”

Nangong’s eyes were cold and cold, and he looked like a smile and smiled at Nalan. He said slowly: “How is it impossible? I loved Xi’s at first sight, and I fell in love at the first sight. What is wrong with marrying her? Or, do you want to question the decision of the king?"

"No...no...small dare!" Nalan was scared by the horrible gaze of Nangong, and she was cold and sweaty and never dared to say anything more.