The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Looking at the back of Nalan Zhengze, Tunxi couldn’t help but reveal a mocking smile.

Also staying in the room, Nalan language gaze greedily and hatefully staring at Tunxi, and finally could not help but say: "Three sisters, what is the relic in your hand? Is it the best medicine of Shengdetang? Dan Fang?"

Tunxi turned and looked at her like a smile, not talking.

Nalan language clenched her fist and tried to maintain her warm and tender expression: "Three sisters, you just heard the words of your father. You have poisoned him. He will never let you go. My father has always been ruthless." You fall into his hands, even if you hand over your mother's relics, it will definitely not fall to the end. It is better to give me the relics!"

Tunxi raised his eyebrows. "Give it to you? Why? Just because you just wanted to put me to death?"

Nalan’s eyes flashed in the eyes, cold and cold: “Nalang Tunxi, you don’t want to toast or eat fine wine. I am now letting you hand over the relics. It is kind to help you. I am the master of the Nether Master. Even my father has to sell my face. The only person who can save your life now is me! If you give up the relics, I can still pray for you in front of Master. Maybe he will also accept you as a registered disciple. Your future is limitless!"

"Otherwise, you will wait for the rest of your life to be kept in the dungeon, and spend the rest of your life in the dark. The two choices are better and worse, I don't think you will not understand?"

Tunxi shook his head and smiled: "The big sister said it was good. I saw a lot of performances from you and Nalan Zhengze. I also changed my mind."

"Would you like to hand over your mother's relics to me?!" Nalan Rong thought she had finally compromised, and the excited body shivered. "Come! Let me show those Dans!"

Tunxi shook his head again and slowly said: "I was going to keep you and Nalan Zhengze, and I will slowly torture them, so that you will suffer after suffering. But now I change my mind, Nalan. Rong, your actions are really disgusting to me. I decided, you will die for me now!"

The voice just fell, the purple vines of the sky rushed to the sky, shrouded this small room, and isolated the time and space.

The guards left by Nalan Zhengze were kept outside the room, and Nalan Zhengze did not even think about it. The eldest daughter of the peak of her veins would not be the opponent of Nalan Tunxi, so she did not let those guards come in.

Nowadays, the purple vines cover the hut, and they also represent the enchantment, which isolates the sound and the movement. Those guards even look inside and see no abnormalities.

Nalan language stunned and stared at the horror of this pound, and could not believe what he saw and felt.

Isn’t Nalan Tunxi unable to cultivate? Isn't she not repaired?

Why is it that she will now emit such a terrible pressure on her body and will show such a powerful force?

Nalan is desperately retreating, wanting to escape, and trembles: "You...what are you?"

Tunxi chuckled and didn't answer. In the hands of the spirit, the sharp purple vine suddenly rushed toward Naran.

Now the true strength of Tunxi has reached the high level of the horror of the Golden Age. Although it is still a congestive period, it can never be resisted by the ordinary congestive period of Nalan.

She didn't even have the power to fight against the brook.