The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

The image slowly zoomed in, and it was necessary to see the person's appearance. Suddenly, the halo above it fluctuated, and it spread like a wave of water.

"Cough -!" Jun Yueze's face became pale, but his lips were red, as if it would overflow the blood.

"Young Master! How are you?" Ji Wei took the trouble to support Jun Yue Ze, and wanted to give him spiritual power, but he did not dare.

Because he knows that the body of Junyue Ze can't bear the spiritual power of the warrior or monk.

He blinked and said: "What happened?"

Junyue Ze took out a medicinal medicinal suit and restored his normal color on his face. "I don't know her specific position. I can only know that she is in the southwest direction of Qingyunjie."

"Young master, you have never seen this situation before." Ji Wei bears the worry, "What is going on?"

Jun Yueze's expression is still faint, but there is a bit more thought in his eyes. "Only two situations will lead to a situation in which I can't confess. One is that this person has a deep involvement with myself. I can't confess myself; another Yes, this man’s fortune is far more than me, deeper than me.”

"She is a real person!"

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In the north of the dark cloud world, in a remote valley, along with the Anling and other people landed on the grass.

As soon as Anling’s land fell, it blew the whistle.

Soon, several figures in the depths of the valley rushed over.

"Hey, I am not letting you **** your nephew to the invitation to the moon palace? How come you... oh?! You, how come you are back?"

An Lingyi squats toward the coming, and his voice whimpses: "Grandpa, it’s not good for you, so you can't even return home."

His gaze fell on the coming, this is a gray-haired old man.

Although the cultivation is a distraction period, the whole person looks very old, and the bottom of the eyes is deep pain and exhaustion.

An Ling called his grandfather, then, is he the father of An Lingyue, his own physical public security Lingyang?

His eyes are a bit complicated, and his heart is as heavy as he is pressing.

These people may be the only blood relatives she and Xiaochi have in this world, but these relatives are not good now.

An Lingyang’s eyes were filled with An Ling’s eyes, and the cause and effect of the matter were learned from Anling’s mouth.

When I heard that the Anling cream couple was killed by the Jinwu tribe, An Lingyang couldn’t help it anymore.

"How could this be? How could this be?" Followed by An Lingyang, Anling looked up and cried, "What did we do wrong in Anling's home? Why is God doing this to us?"

An Lingyuan is the father of Anling, and the brother of An Lingshuang.

Since he was a child, he loved this younger sister very much, and this younger sister was also wise and sensible to filial piety at home, but he did not expect to end up like this.

How can he not hate or complain?

Anling supported his father and choked: "Hey, Grandpa, don't be sad, at least Jun Jun and An An are still alive, my aunt and my uncle are still behind. We have a home, hope."

An Lingyang squatted to the two comatose children, gently touching the heads of his grandson and granddaughter, tears linger.

He spiritually explored the bodies of the two children, and the voice was hoarse and whispered: "Hey, boy, fortunately, you are rushing in time. Otherwise, Jun Jun and An An will probably suffer misfortune. They have suffered very serious injuries and can now Getting better slowly is a miracle."