The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

God of Medicine, Mo Jing Xuan.

Nangong Xin was pressured on Tong Bing to vent his own depression, and tortured him. Suddenly, the guards heard an anxious voice at the door. "Three Lords, someone is coming!"

Nan Gong Xin brows a pick, is about to be impatient with this guardian, dare to disturb his good deeds.

The closed door was knocked open by people.

The disgusting taste spread out, and the people who came in came up with a disgusting brow.

Nangong Xin looked up and wanted to swear, but when he saw the people, he was scared to jump out of bed.

I saw that standing at the door, turned out to be his second brother, Nangonghua, the owner of the Nangong family.

Standing behind Nangong Hua is his mother, the old lady of the Nangong family, and Yun Jingxue, who is holding the old lady.

Nan Gonghua looked at the younger brother who was flustered and scratched his clothes and covered his fat body. The disgust in his eyes was even worse. "I don't want to get out of it!"

Saying, I also looked at the child's ice in the room, and the gaze was like watching a piece of rubbish.

Nangong Xin dares to arrogate others, but where to dare to pose in front of his second brother.

Nangonghua is now the owner of the Nangong family. He wants resources in Nangongxin and wants to live a happy life. He must be supplied by Nangonghua. Otherwise, he is a talented person who has no talents. Live a comfortable day.

When Nangonghua left, he quickly put on his clothes and hurriedly followed.

When Tong Bing and other Nangong Xin went out, they frowned and got up to use their spiritual power to treat their bodies.

However, his spiritual strength was thin, and his body was tortured by Nangong Xin. The pain was too deep, and he kept sucking cold air.

The hatred in Tong Bing’s heart came up a little.

Not only hate Nangong Xin to torture his means, but also hate it.

Everyone who has seen you is so fascinated, whether it is Xuanmu, Nangong or Nangongxin.

And Nangong Xin, this **** can't ask for it, even to torture him to vent.

It’s all! It’s all swearing!

If it weren't for her, she would still be a childless ice like a white lotus. Where would it fall into this field?

Tong Bing looked at the wound on his body, and his face almost showed a distorted expression.

However, suddenly he looked at the guards in his eyes, and the shackles on his face immediately turned into a pitiful cry.

The guard who guarded the door saw him like this, looking at his weak body, his face was tender and childlike, and he had some pity in his heart.

I couldn't help but walk forward: "You can't do this. I have some medicine here, I will use it for you."

Say, take the wound medicine from your storage bag and hand it over.

The tears in Tong Bing's eyes fell down, and the look was really pitiful and sad. The hoarse voice pleaded with pleading: "The wound on my body is sore, can you please use my spiritual power to treat me?"

Spiritual power can relieve pain, and the guards didn't think much. They immediately ran the spiritual force and slowly stroked the wounds of the teenager.

When the spirits smothered the Dantian area, Tong Bing’s eyes flashed a fierce and fierce mang, and the dagger who did not know when to hold it was ruthlessly plunged into the guard’s chest, and then Dantian’s power of engulfing was instantly launched.

The power of swallowing can only be launched by those who are willing or unrestrained. In the face of those who are stronger than themselves, there is no place to use them.

After more than half a month, Tong Bing has been maintaining a weak and harmless look, and he has taken the sympathy of the people around him, for this moment.