The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

I still haven’t had time to counterattack the slamming of the manual foot, and I feel like I’m being embraced in a familiar embrace.

She looked up to see the man's handsome, but with a chilly face, a corner of the mouth and a smile of joy and joy, "You are finally here."

Seeing the girl's smiling face, Ji Ming's anger and killing in her heart just retreated a bit, shoving her scattered hair, and glanced at her masked towel, slowly saying: "What do I need to do?"

I haven't had time to talk yet, and the rogue fairy on the side suddenly screams, "You are [Zero]?! The **** of fighting skills in the spiritual domain [Zero] adults?!!"

This scream almost destroyed the dignified and playful image of the rogue fairy on the court.

But the people in the square did not care at all, because everyone felt that they were going crazy.

God! That is [zero]!

The **** of fighting skills in the spiritual domain, the most mysterious and powerful fan among all the refining domain names, but the **** of fighting skills that people can never understand.

Not to say [zero] that excellent looks and mysterious and powerful momentum make women fascinated.

It is those who are men, and they admire the power of [Zero] one by one.

How many people in the refining field regard [zero] as the goal of lifelong struggle, and how many people are the fans of [Zero].

Compared with Yue Tingyuan, who knows the roots of the early days, it is conceivable that the appearance of [Zero] brought much shock to everyone on the scene.

The entire square was poured into the water like a rolling oil, and it was completely boiling.

"Zero-!! Zero-!!! Zero-!!!"

"Zero, we love you -!!"

"Zero God, look at me! Look at me! I have been paying attention to you for more than 100 years!!"

The tens of thousands of people cheered like a tsunami in the mountains. It was more enthusiastic than the cheers that all the women had just added together, and they were crazy.

The men in the corner of the square, such as Jin Zeyu, Wei Chengyuan, and Qian Dazhuang, looked at the men on the stage, but they were stunned, and all the eyes were protruding.

"Jinda, I...Is it a dazzling? Isn't this a Nangong? He...hes he is not dead? Why is it still living in front of us?"

At that time, many people in the medical school of God were listening to the process of the death of Nangong Temple. The soul lamp of Nangong Temple in the Pagoda’s room was also extinguished.

Can you be a dead person, how can you live?

Only Qing Yan’s face was reddish and his voice whimpered: “It must have been too hard for God to live, so I will return the master to her. It’s great that the master can live. After I woke up, I never Seeing the lady really laughed, until this time, she was happy, if they are eggs, Xiaolong, Mr. Gu, they can come back..."

The sound of the green scorpion slowly became smaller and finally disappeared.

Jin Zeyu and Wei Chengyuan also quieted down, just looking at the two people on the stage, thinking of a long time ago, it seems to be a dream-like good past, and his face is not revealed. Look.

Wei Chengyuan gently said: "It’s good to be able to come back to Nangong. Only he is standing with the shackles."

Several people next to me nodded.

Only a few people farther away from the unknown, his eyes did not blink on the stage for a moment, and the squat slowly rolled up the red heat wave, and the hand hanging on his side slowly slammed.