The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Wei Zixi showed a shallow smile, with the blood on his face, but it was inexplicably awkward. "Hey sister, you can appear, I am very happy..."

However, he hadn’t finished talking yet. He suddenly hugged him and said: "Since it can’t be saved, then our sisters and brothers will die together."

Wei Zixi’s sly smile suddenly stiffened on his face, his body froze, and then shivered slightly. “Hey...sister, you...you want to die with me? But I am a demon, I bring The disaster, I am damn, why are you accompanying me?"

What I remembered, my eyes were slightly red, my voice was low and dumb, and I was embarrassed. "Who is born to be a demon, and who is born to die? Even if you are a demon, as long as you are my brother." I won't allow you to die alone. That kind of memory, like that, I have tasted it once enough."

Wei Zixi's tears dripped down, and it was obviously hurt. He was already in a desperate situation, but he smiled and smiled very happy.

At this moment, suddenly his face changed, and then the look on the little girl's face became frightened.

She pushed Wei Zixi away and reached out to the guardian of the guardian above. She screamed loudly. "Oh, save me, I don't want to die. It is this demon who controls me, save me!" ”

At this critical moment, Wei Ziyu once again took over the right to use the body.

The light in Wei Zixi's eyes slowly faded, and his face showed a smile like a cry, and a mocking expression.

The guardian father and mother are overjoyed, and they must find a way to connect the guardian.

Who knows the next moment, the situation changed again, and the horror on Wei Zi’s face suddenly became a cold and determined.

He regained control of the body, and she sneered: "You are a sister, so much protection for him, but he screams at his demon and bullies him. Today is when you pay for everything."

As soon as the voice fell, I took a sharp piece of iron that was inserted next to it and inserted it into my chest without hesitation.

"奚玥Sister--!!" Wei Zixi slammed into the past, and couldn't help it anymore, tears rained.

His face was very calm, his chest was bleeding, but his mouth opened with a shallow smile. "I don't know if this is a dream or a fantasy, it is my heart, or your life."

"But Wei Zixi, I want to tell you, you are not a demon, you are not alone. Your unbearable commitment is not that no one is watching. You are my brother, you... very it is good."

After that, Wei Ziyu closed his eyes and lost his breath.

And this time, she also completely lost consciousness, so she did not know that after she left, Wei Zixi was holding the body of "Wei Zi", as if she had lost her soul.

Above the pothole, Wei's mother-in-law cried the heartbreaking lungs, and the mudstones sent down were more and more, slowly drowning Weizi Xi and Weizi.

But Wei Zixi seems to have no awareness of the coming of death. He clings to the body of Wei Zi, and his mouth slowly pulls a smile.

This smile is completely different from the shame, forbearance, and clean smile of Xiaoweizi Xi, full of embarrassment to the world, and lazy with charm.

This is the smile of the true priest, the high priest, Wei Zixi.

The next moment, the entire space began to violently oscillate.