The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

"You have already carried enough, now just take a good sleep, wait until you wake up, everything will be fine. You can trust Master 10,000 years ago, this time, I believe that Master is good?"

The hot tears poured out of the eyes and soaked the hands of the cockroaches. Xiaonuo couldn’t help but tears at this moment.

This day and night, she has been insisting, insisting on guarding the master, but watching people die one by one, one by one tortured and dying, she really can't hold it.

Now that Master is here, Master is still standing in front of her like a million years ago. Master is still so calm and calm, as if nothing can beat her. Great... Master, it’s good to have you.

Xiaonuo slowly closed his eyes and finally fell into a coma.

He feeds her to eat a medicinal herb, and untie the **** of the headmaster of Qi, and feed him to take the drug.

The headmaster of Qi just screamed "God and Sister" and couldn't help but scream.

He smiled at him and handed him the unconscious Xiaonuo.

At this time, Song Yu had already climbed to the side of Meng Zisu. She looked at her hand being broken and bruised. A big man was helpless and full of tears.

The hands and feet were very sharply connected to the perilla, and she was fed with the medicinal herbs before she was sent back to Song Yu’s arms.

Meng Zisu looked at her sideways, her eyes were red, but her hair was shining, her voice was weak and said: "Teacher, we... didn't you lose face?"

His eyes were hot and his nose was sore.

She glanced around, and the students who were old and lively were lying in a pool of blood at this time, dying, and never heard the laughter and troubles of the past.

She turned her eyes back to the painful white girl, her voice was low and dumb, but she was clear and firm. "No, you are my best student. I am proud to be your teacher."

Meng Zisu's tears slide down the corner of his eyes, but his face has the most beautiful smile.

Look at Song Song, whisper: "All the people who injured Tianzhi Valley, as long as they have a sigh of relief, all come together to me. These syrups are fed to them, and they must be hung in any way." breath."

Song Yu took over the porcelain bottle that he handed over, wondering what she wanted to do, but eventually did not ask for anything, but solemnly nodded.

He took a deep breath and stood up.

As the look on her face changed from soft and sad to cold and stern, the purple vines that were stunned and invited to the moon palace quickly flew to her.

Because of excessive blood loss and severe pain, these people are more and more gray and gray, and they can clearly see that they are awake, but they are all awake.

The middle of the scene is Lu Xuyang wearing a mask.

The purple vines seemed to receive a sly heart, and took a twig from the thick vines, and then slammed it on Lu Xuyang's face.

The mask shattered and fell, and I saw the familiar and strange face, and the pupil slammed.

"Lu Xuyang, it turned out to be you!" Her voice was cold, cold and cold, with a bitter hatred.

Seeing this man, she couldn't help but think of the **** slaughter that made her go from **** to **** a decade ago.

The beloved husband disappeared without a trace.

Eggs, small pools, valleys and winds... all unconscious.