The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

She seems to be able to feel that there seems to be a very powerful person in Bijingxuan at night. The person's cultivation is not much lower than that of the middle-aged man and her master.

Moreover, in the southwest direction of Bijingxuan, there is a dark atmosphere that makes people feel irritated and violent. This kind of breath is especially effective for Warcraft.

In addition to the egg, the little guys in the space have been affected more or less. Xiaojinlong’s violent circling hits the giant tree in the space. The little stalker keeps stalking behind the egg buttocks, and the little fox is emotional. More unstable, crying crying brother.

"Boss, let me go out to help you! I have a bad guy to help you! I don't want to be locked in!"

"Oh... go out -!"

"Hey, my brother, what if my brother is dead? Should I tear the person who hurts my brother into pieces?"

As she moved closer to the southwest, the emotions of several little guys in the space became more and more unstable, and even at the end, they wanted to rush out without her command.

Tunxi frowned, and his heart slammed the purple singer: "Give them all together, and I will not let them out without my order."

Xiao Jinlong Although their level of stealth is good, but Quxi always feels here, Xiao Jinlong will be discovered.

In the space, I saw the little friend's tied egg ignorant, but also with a few fears: "Mother-in-law~ What happened to the dragon and the calf? They... Why are they so terrible?"

The knowledge of Tunxi’s gods explored the space. Sure enough, the anxious irritations on the faces of the three little guys were turned into violent sorrows, and the words that came out were beginning to become embarrassing and no longer a complete language. Only the little raccoon is better, but the body also releases a strong demon.

They seem to gradually lose their senses and become no longer like themselves.

The egg cried in dismay, and Tunxi entered the space to explore the pulse of the three little guys, and then relaxed his breath: "Fortunately, they were only stimulated by a unique medicinal scent and entered a violent state."

Silver needles flashed in the hands of Tunxi, and the needle tip penetrated into the three little guys.

Soon, the otherwise violent little guy was quiet.

Xiaolong and Xiaoyao were in a coma, while the little raccoon was confused, trying to squint and crying: "Miss, please help my brother."

"Don't worry, you continue to give me directions."

The current state of mind of Quxi is very broken and can be rescued. It is best to save the witchcraft and escape. Of course, if it really can't escape, she will not reveal her true colors.

The arrogant respect is still waiting for her own craniotomy, she does not believe that Bijingxuan people dare to kill themselves.

However, it has been going southwest, and the scene that emerged finally made Quxi stunned.

Because there is a wall in front of her eyes, and it is a wall that looks up at the end.

This road is clearly at the end, but the little raccoon in the space is crying anxiously: "The breath of my brother, Miss, is the breath of my brother, I feel it, not far away."

How is this going? It is obviously a dead end, but the little raccoon feels the sorcerer's breath.

"Boss, this is the phantom enchantment." Suddenly there was a weak voice in the space.

"Little dragon, have you recovered?"

Xiaojinlong lowered his head with some shame, its first name, its tall image in front of the boss, and it was completely destroyed. How do you let it go? Still repaired too low, careless!