The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Nalan sees the difference in the color of the stream, but thinks that she is guilty, immediately slowed down the voice, and tempted: "Nalan Tunxi, if you still remember a little mother's care, remember the friendship of our brothers and sisters. I will hand over the remains of Anling Moon and let me keep it."

"You can rest assured that when I cultivate the masterpiece of the world, I will become the master of the alchemy. You are the master sister of the great master. You will also feel the scenery when you are not, isn't it?"

Tunxi was about to talk, but he saw the teenager who was originally in the corner, and suddenly fiercely rushed toward Nalan.

Nalan's cultivation was higher than that of Xiaochi, but he was in a state of turmoil at this time. He did not pay attention to the surrounding environment. He was hit by the pool when he was caught off guard.

The face fell heavily in the mud, and the smell of a mud rushed into the nose with the smell of sputum and the sour smell of the food.

There were even a few small bugs that sneaked into his nose and kept pounced deep into his nose.

Nalan was scared and screamed, and finally stood up and sprayed the insects in her nose.

He was angry and angered at the boy who had just rushed over.

But I saw that the boy had already reached the side of Quxi, and was holding her sleeves, showing a grievance and panic expression.

The broken, unmistakable voice in the mouth, "I...sister...I..."

"Xiaochi 乖!" 纥溪 gently strokes the boy's face, the voice is soft and comforting, "Sister is only a small brother of Xiaochi, and only like Xiaochi this younger brother, Xiaochi don't worry."

The young man heard the words immediately quiet, his eyebrows a happy desire, his hands hanging on his chest, as if he saw the owner's loyal dog.

Looking at the juvenile almost instinctive as the action of the domesticated beast, Tunxi sighed in his heart, bursting with sorrow and grief.

Later, she looked at Nalan, slowly smacked her lips, and sneered: "Nalan, sometimes I can't help but admire you and Nalan Zhengze's cheeky. Know that you are not Anling. The child knows that we don't have any blood relationship, but every time we say something in front of me [mother's relic]."

"Oh, even if there is really a so-called [mother's relic], but Nalan, what does this relic have to do with you?"

Nalan’s eyes widened, and there was an unspeakable panic in her heart.

This time he was really panicked, and fear, uneasiness, shock and panic came together.

He didn't know where it was, nor did he know what Nalan Tunxi brought him to do here.

His memory only stayed in his own medicine against Tunxi, thinking that he had succeeded, but turned around and saw her face like a smile.

Nalan’s thought that Tunxi’s arrest of himself was to teach himself out.

But never thought about it, Tunxi would want to kill himself.

Because Nalan is a younger brother of a mother of Nalan Tunxi, the person closest to her in this world, Nalan Tunxi even kills everyone, can't kill her brother?

But at this moment, Nalan was finally panicked.

Nalan Tunxi actually suspected that she was not her brother, this... How is this possible? My father didn't say that when Nalan Tunxi's real brother died, she was only four or five years old. Can't she remember things at all?

Nalan reluctantly suppressed the panic in her heart, and the corner of her mouth pulled out a dry smile. "Sister, what are you talking about? I am not your brother and who will be?"