The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

"Just by the river is my fiancee!"

Wei Zixi’s light, the smile on his face is more and more beautiful. “You said it is a fiancee. Unmarried naturally means she is not yours. Maybe she is yours today, it will become mine tomorrow. ""

Ji Ming's eyes are red, and the killing of the body is the essence. It is almost necessary to smash the man.

But I was afraid of hurting the girl around me, so I didn’t send it.

"Wei Zixi, do you think I dare not kill you?!"

Wei Zixi's peach blossoms flowed and looked at him. "Hey, would you really let him kill me? Have you forgotten? You said that it will protect me forever!"

Ji Ming's hand slammed hard, pulling the scorpion into his arms, while the black spiritual power condensed into the sword and rushed toward the guardian.

Wei Zixi’s hand is equally hard, pulling the scorpion to one side, while the red energy line is intertwined with the black spiritual power.

The Tianchi Pavilion, which has been crumbling, seems to feel this devastating power and make a squeaky voice.

The monk in the Tianchi Pavilion was stunned and frightened, and he did not know what to look like.

They only have a thought in their hearts: Who is this 奚玥TM? !

Why is the Prison God and the High Priest, they will fight for her!

Just when everyone is desperate to think that the entire Tianchi Pavilion will collapse.

He finally spoke up. "You are enough! Let me let go!!"

What are the two men doing!

Although she was grateful to the heroes in the crisis, she was so grateful to use it.

And she is not a toy, what to grab and grab? !

This sentence said that the two men not only did not let go, but the girl's hand was tightened.

The frost that condenses in the eyes of Ji Mingyan can freeze the whole Wuyi Island into a bitter cold.

Wei Zixi’s smile is more and more splendid, but more and more beautiful, but it is creepy.

The brow furrowed slightly, and the pain from her wrist made her sullen.

Almost instantaneously, the two hands that had previously held her up suddenly loosened.

As if I was afraid of being late, I would hurt her.

Suddenly, I was relieved, and I was glad that I had not lost all my exercises.

The entire Tianchi Pavilion people looked at them all.

As a result, a dog blood and a vulgar competition was staged.

I feel that I will never set foot on this innocent island anymore.

It’s really no one to see these people in the temple.

Slowly kneading two wrists that were pinched out of the bruises, the wood spirits flowed through, and the bruises disappeared instantly.

He took a deep breath and only set his sight on the face of a man who had been missing for a long time.

As soon as I looked at it, I was confronted with Ji Ming’s black eyes.

I feel that I seem to be caught in a whirlpool in an instant, unable to break free, and can only sink into it.

In just a few months, Ji Ming was actually thin.

Keeping a close eye on her eyes, there are thoughts, deep feelings like the sea, anxiety, and grievances.

He couldn't help but smack his mouth slightly and took a step closer to him, taking the initiative to grasp the man's hand on his side.

The hand smashed into a fist, as if suppressing his own upcoming eruption.

However, when the girl's soft and fragile little hand grabbed him, the palm quickly spread, and she firmly grasped it, fingers and fingers, and no longer allowed her to escape.

He also clasped his hand tightly, his voice was dumb, "Ji Ming, I miss you!"