The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

The words have not finished, suddenly a bright light shines on him.

Ji Ming’s voice was a loud voice, and the slender fingers immediately painted a mark in the air.

Soon, the girl wearing a cloth towel appeared in front of her eyes, and it was noisy, it seemed to be in a very lively place.

"Hey, I need your help, can you come to me in the tea?"

The girl’s voice was soft and pleading, and she heard that Ji’s heart was soft.

He almost never thought about it, and promised directly, "wait for me!"

The silvery light and the girl's figure disappeared. At the same time, Ji Ming's figure disappeared instantly.

Leaving a few people in the temple, they didn’t know what to do.

Who is the vague girl who just appeared?

Why did you let the Prison God show such a gentle, so eager expression?

God respects him for such an urgent departure, where is it going?

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A cup of tea will soon come to an end.

The rogue fairy is looking anxiously awkwardly. "Hey fairy, is your male partner still not there yet?"

Yun Feifei sneered and said: "When you can't find a male companion, why bother to die? How ugly this is, isn't it straightforward to accept the loss?"

Yan Shenming looked at Yun Feifei unsatisfactorily, then looked at him gently. "Hey, don't be like this, you are dissatisfied with me. I can explain it to you later. Now without my help, you will only Sweeping the face."

Speaking, the first step is to grab the shoulders of the cockroaches and greet the fairy. "Well, now that a tea time has arrived, I will become a sly male partner..."

After the words have not been finished, Yan Shenming suddenly felt a sharp tear in his body, and the whole person was thrown out completely uncontrollably.

In the corner of the square, I saw that Shen Ming’s unknown to the swaying manual foot wanted to get up. The pupil suddenly shrank and stopped, and his eyes looked at the stage.

"Hey--" a loud noise, Yu Shenming fell in the crowd, fell a dog to eat, and could not climb for a long time.

Under him, there was a chair that was smashed into pieces.

You know, this chair is made of iron core wood. The ordinary flying swords are cut and not hurt, but now they have been crushed into pieces. !

Originally sitting in the chair, the man repaired in the midst of a thousand-year-old, looked at the chair that was smashed into a smashing face, and his face was white.

Almost, it was him who was smashed into meat.

Everyone’s eyes are on the stage.

I saw a man appearing beside him.

A black robes swayed in the wind, lining up his straight figure and the explosive muscles.

A pair of obsidian-eyed eyes with cold cold light, just arbitrarily smashed, people can not help but chill.

The man's body is surrounded by a powerful and creepy momentum, as if it is a little weaker, and he wants to kneel down and express his surrender.

It was such a horrible breath that did not stop everyone from obsessing with his face.

Because the man's appearance is really good, too beautiful, too fascinating.

Yun Feifei looked at the sudden appearance of the man, and almost couldn't help but send out a series of screams.

This man, this man is really perfect.

Every time she saw it, she became more addicted and more eager to get him.

However, the outstanding man who was determined to be in her eyes, at this time, put her most hated in her arms, and the only gentleness in her voice gave her the most disgusting monk.