The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

But looking at it, the purple man’s eyes slowly fell on the sturdy Dantian, his expression became more and more dignified, and the shock in his eyes became more and more intense. “You...you are...you have...the origin of wood ?!"

I remembered Yun Tianyi’s evaluation of Zijin’s real person, the sacred confidant who guarded the origin of the wood. She did not deny it and nodded.

Zijin’s true expression immediately became very excited, with tears in his eyes and an incredible shock. He quickly rushed to his side and reached out to touch her Dantian.

If it wasn’t for Ji Ming’s black face to kick the man away, he even wanted to rush to hug.

But soon, Zijin really calmed down.

His eyes fell on Ji Ming, his look was awkward, and then slowly became dignified: "You... accepted the inheritance of the Emperor? You are, God respects adults?"

Ji Mingyu nodded and removed the camouflage that concealed himself and his appearance.

When the eyes of Zijin’s real people fell on the cockroaches of the real face again, they suddenly trembled on their knees, revealing a thousand times more shock than they had just been shocked. “Saints... Saints!”

His voice became trembling, and the tears of excitement finally flowed in the reddish eyes. "Grandma, have you finally reborn? Are you finally coming back?"

He is slightly surprised. "I am not a saint."

"No, you have the origin of wood. You and the saint are so similar, even the smell of the body is so similar. How could it not be a saint?" Zijin was really excited.

Sakamoto still wants to refute. Suddenly, the image of the Yuankong ancient scene appears in her mind, and the mysterious and mysterious words she said.

Her expression slowly became shocked and turned to look at Ji Ming.

On the other side, Ji Ming’s look was cold and there was no expression change. Only when he looked over, he softened his gaze and gently held her hand. He whispered: “No matter who you are, to me. Say, you are just my brook!"

It’s just a simple sentence, letting you feel calm and calm, and your face is also smiling with a smile. The backhand firmly holds the hand of Ji Ming, and refuses to loosen half of the score, as if This will find a safe haven and find courage and strength.

In fact, Ji’s identity has long been guessed, especially when it is said that there was a light coming from the heavens and the earth, and the time of the coming of the Holy Light coincided with the time in the ancient times of the Yuankong.

But even if it is a saint, there will be no change to him. He is just a jealous, the only woman he loves.

Jun Yue Ze also seems to have been expected, so he is not shocked.

Black Dragon and Xiaochi have no conception about the identity of the saint. But when they hear the origin of the wood, the black dragon's pupil shrinks slightly, and the eye flashes a craving. But when the line of sight falls on the small pool, the eagerness is instantly replaced by the gentleness of attachment.

Ji Weiwei, Ling Yu and Qing Long are different. When they hear that they are saints, they simply can't control their shocking expression.

Especially Qinglong, when he first felt the light bathing, he still thought that if the master could get the help of the saint, it would be more sure to win the position of the emperor.

But he did not expect that the saint was actually the fiancee of their master, Miss Yan.

Is it true that their master is too lucky?