The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

However, because knowing that this is a time of life and death, Lu Xuyang even died of pain, but he did not want to let go.

Ouyang Haoxuan bites the red lotus sword with his mouth, and embraces the Tunxi. The mentality of the body is almost dry and mad, and it barely supports the falling figure.

Tunxi looked up and saw Ouyang Haoxuan’s body that was bruised and bruised, and the exhausted spirit of the whole body. The voice suddenly became hoarse. “Ouyang Haoxuan, leave me alone, live yourself!”

The next moment, Ouyang Haoxuan's spiritual power is exhausted.

However, he did not seem to hear the sound of Tunxi, and the golden silk came out, and he tied himself to a wrist that was entangled in Tunxi.

Then, the only remaining hand was loosened, grabbed the red lotus sword, and slammed into the cliff.

The blade of the blade cuts the sound of the cliffs, and the sparks are splashed, but the trend of the three people is finally stabilized.

Ouyang Haoxuan bowed his head, and the dark eyes didn't bottom out, but when he looked at Tunxi, it seemed as if there was a shallow gentleness in his life. "Hey, don't forget, you still have Nangong Temple, and Have your new marriage and future. Lost, one day you can find it back. It is not worth it to die with this scum."

The brook smashed, and almost the motorized minds forgot to work, and the water vapor in the eyes slowly filled.

Nangong Temple, yes, she also has Nangong Temple.

If she is so dead, how sad it is to Nangong, how desperate!

Moreover, the winds and winds of their bones and the gods are still there, the eggs and the small pool are just sleeping, not completely dead, and even the disappearing Fenglong domain may also appear in a corner of the world.

She can't die, her expectations, her look, even if it is weak and embarrassed, but still not desperate.

Tunxi closed his eyes tightly and was about to talk. Suddenly, Ouyang Haoxuan, who was supported by a red lotus sword with one hand on the top, showed a look of horror.

The next moment, Tunxi felt that a powerful force, like tearing her body in half, came from under the cliff.

"Ah ah ah!! Help! - I don't want to die, don't want to die!" Lu Xuyang screamed in horror, even more so than when he was dragging his free fall.

Tunxi bowed his head and looked down. He saw the original darkness and the bottom of the cliff. I don’t know when there was a huge vortex.

In the whirlpool, it is the flame of the rolling, the tumbling magma, the sea of ​​lava that can burn people and annihilate like the red lotus hell.

"What is this?" Tunxi exclaimed.

No one can answer the words of Tunxi, but all three people know that if they fall, they will die.

The red lotus sword was inserted on the cliff wall, but it kept shaking, the gravel fell, and the tremble trembled, as if it could no longer support it.

Quxi again refused to swallow the spiritual power cast by Lu Xuyang, and his hand screamed, "Little Purple-!"

The purple vines skyrocketed and climbed over the top of the cliff, rolling a huge rock to prevent it from falling.

Tunxi grabbed the purple meditation Luo, and backhand held Ouyang Haoxuan, Shen Sheng: "Hold me! Xiao Zi, take us up!"

The purple singer got the order and began to climb **** the Internet. However, the suction coming from below was getting bigger and bigger, and the huge rock also made a squeaky sound, as if it would break at any time.