The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Ji took a deep breath and then slowly burst into a sinister smile. "Even if you are talking about it?" Even if it is the founder of the origin, it is the reincarnation of the first generation of the Virgin. But after all, she has no time to grow up. Can I be afraid of a little girl whose age is only 20 years old? What's more, do you think you can really stop me from killing?"

"I will let you see now, the ancestral environment and the demon environment, the gods and the gods, in the end, how the distance is different. You, no one can escape!!"

Suddenly, the intoxicating power of the darkness is mixed with the magical gas, which is like a huge layer of waves rolling up, appearing behind Ji Chengfeng.

"Wei Zixi, you give me to die -!!!"

Wei Zixi's light condensed, and the red light on his body skyrocketed again, and the power of engulfing that came from the sea and the magical face directly confronted each other.

boom--! ! boom--! ! boom--! !

The ground moves and shakes the waves.

On the square, there was a horrible karaoke.

Later, taking the Taishang Square as the axis, the entire Qiankun Island was split into two and split into two halves.

Above the night sky, the fire and the black clouds are intertwined, and the sparks and thunder are falling at the same time.

On the island of Qiankun Island, it is like hell, mourning.

Almost at the same time, the red lips floating in the air were slightly open, and a whistling sound like a phoenix sounded.

The power of purity and generosity flows through her body.

The radiant seven-color ray slowly disappeared as if it had been captured in her body.

The clear phoenix phoenix suddenly opened, and the purple plum blossoms shined brightly, just as it covers all things in this world.

"Nanny--!!" The egg screamed and rushed into the arms.

Jiuye also issued a happy call, "Hey, you unlock the origin of the fifth heavy wood!"

He nodded, his face was pale and his body was crumbling.

The egg is nervous: "Mother, keep the body and spirits, fast, leave here!"

However, all around this is the power of redness and destruction, the power of engulfing darkness, and the magical smell of cold and rancid.

No matter which direction you fly, you will be smothered by these forces.

But it is looking at the direction of spiritual power and magic, and the smog is filled with a hint of worry.

Just after all their conversations, I heard them.

Wei Zixi let the scorpion scorpion spurt himself, which means that he has abandoned the god.

If you go on like this, what will he...? Is it going to die?

I hate this person so much in the past.

However, at this moment, when I think that this person will die, all the words that appear in my mind are the cold and indifferent appearance of the red boy who follows him.

It is obviously a cruel and perverted teenager, but for his own sake, he is willing to suppress his nature, as obedient as a little beast.

At that time, I really regarded him as a younger brother.

If this younger brother is dying...

no, I can not! The scourge is for thousands of years.

With so many disasters, this person has come over, even if he was buried in the dead, he did not die. How could he die here?

Just thinking about it, suddenly the red figure came out of the smoke and fell to her.

The red dress is still the same, the ink is still like a waterfall, except that the face is a little pale, the appearance of the youth is not half different from the weekdays.

I was a bit sluggish for a while.

Wei Zixi glanced at her and smiled indifferently: "How? I was disappointed to see that I was not dead?"