The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

When Nangong looked at her, it seemed to have lost her soul.

Suddenly, his throat gently vibrated and gave a low laugh, but this laughter was full of terror suppression before the hurricane. "Xi, do you think so? I am close to you to kill you, yes. In order to avenge others? In your heart, have you never believed in me? Is everything that I do for you is meaningless to you?"

"Xi, is your heart made of iron?"

The face of Tunxi was white and white, as if one hand suddenly caught her heart, and another burst of stirring.

Reason tells her, don't trust Nangong again, never open the heart again.

However, the Nangong 煜 expression in front of him is so depressed and desperate, as if it had been abandoned by the world.

At this moment, suddenly the Nangong Temple suddenly became a dull and dull voice. "Or, do you really care about this man? Do you care about turning his face for him?"

"If this is the case, then he will not die!"

As soon as the voice fell, Nangong’s left hand suddenly condensed a dark thunderstorm and slammed into the valley winds of Dantian.

The face of Tunxi suddenly changed, and the brain seemed to be "roaring". The body instinctively flashed like a phantom, and the ice sword in his hand smashed out toward the front.

"Stinging -" This is the sound of the blade into the flesh, which is obviously inaudible, but it seems to be thundering like a thunder.

Tunxi seemed to be stunned and let go of his hand, looking at the blush that was diffused in front of him, and forever the calm face was revealed for the first time with a look of horror.

I saw that the ice sword turned into a short sword blade that was mostly not in the left chest of Nangong. With the loose hand of the river, the ice blade lacked the support of spiritual power, slowly turned into a liquid, mixed with blood dripping down.

Tunxi only felt the throat dry for a while, and the sound of the exit was hoarse and hard. "Why... why not hide?"

Nangong 煜 slowly loosened the wind and the wind that was caught in the throat, and looked at the brook in both eyes.

Obviously, it is a mysterious place of warmth like spring. At this time, the surrounding vegetation began to wither quickly, and the air is filled with the horrible cold atmosphere.

The eyes of everyone in the eyes showed a fearful and awkward expression, some of which were low and even shivered and shivered.

Tunxi slammed forward and trembled: "How are you hurting..."

Look at the location of the wound should not be the heart, but the blood flow is very much, it is likely to hurt the nearby blood vessels. Even if it is a warrior, such a wound is not a minor injury.

Nangong yells at him... Why not hide?

However, the footsteps of Tunxi have just been taken, and suddenly they are pushed aside by a huge force.

She squatted twice and almost fell.

In the ear, Fenglian’s heartache was exclaimed. “Hey brother, are you okay? Flowing so much blood... How could this be?!”

Said, she tears to the Tunxi, heartache first: "Why, how can you be so envious? How good is your brother on weekdays? You...you are hurting him because of an outsider, even if it is windy and windy." You have nothing to see, and you are too much to do so!"

After that, she turned to look at the wound in Nangong, watching the bright red, the crystal tears falling down. "Hey brother, don't worry, I have the best medicine here, I can heal it." You. Like a wolf-hearted dog, a person who will be enemies, we will not go with him in the future!"