The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

"The Rakshasa flag is a magic weapon for practicing the ghosts of thousands of Warcraft. The ghosts inside are fiercely warcrafted with numerous tortures and pains. They can't resist me, but they are very ferocious."

"So you don't want to be tempted to act rashly, otherwise, it will be swallowed up by these spirits, and even Dan Tian will be ruined."

Tunxi really felt the tyranny of those who were hovering in Dantian.

The cold yin erodes the body and makes her face whiter. "Feng Yunjing, what do you want to do?"

"What do I want to do, don't you understand?"

Feng Yunjing smiled and suddenly hugged her. She looked at her like a transparent and delicate face. The burning eyes slowly dyed the color of the bones. "Hey, I want you to be my person." Since you are not willing to follow me, then I will take possession of your body... Oh, you said that if Nangong knows that you are my person, will he still want you?"

"Shameless -!!" Tunxi raised his hand and slammed the face of Feng Yunjing.

However, her palm just touched the face of Feng Yunjing, and it was cold and stiff, and finally she could only hang down.

Feng Yunjing sneered and said: "There is only a weak meat in the world, and there is nothing shameful about where it comes. What I have to get from Feng Yunjing has never been available. Especially you are..."

Said, Feng Yunjing put the body of Tunxi on a flat rock.

In the face of Guanxi, if you want to devour the anger of the human eye, Feng Yunjing's hand slowly presses on her clothes, and then he slams down.

Just listening to the "tear" sound, the tough and sturdy rags were torn apart without mercy, and the rags fluttered in the air.

The shredded coat was shredded, but it was a beam of vest that exudes spiritual power.

The vest is embroidered with a pale gold pattern, and the small body of the brook is wrapped tightly, and the half curve is not seen.

Feng Yunjing’s eyes were bright, and despite his early speculation, his heart was still filled with ecstasy.

Unable to wait for the brook to struggle, his hand pressed on the chest vest, and the spiritual force spurred, and soon destroyed the defensive array on the vest.

The corset of the corset is broken, revealing the exquisite body of only wearing a white coat.

Feng Yunjing looked at the view in front of him and took a sigh of coolness. Both eyes were slightly straightened by the stun and desire.

I saw the girl lying on the brown-gray rock, the long hair is like a waterfall, the black hair is against the crystal white skin, and the more pink and blushing lips appear by anger, bringing a shock to the soul. .

There was only a thin coat on the girl's body, and the neckline was slightly open, revealing a delicate white clavicle.

The curve of the clavicle slowly extends under the neckline, just like the mysterious line that leads people to find a path, so that people just look at the blood and the mouth is dry.

Under the cloak, it is an exquisite body that can no longer be concealed. The graceful body lines, with the young girl's youth and the woman's glamour, are the beautiful scenes that even the best painters can't describe.

Ice muscle jade bones, dumping the country into the city, although not enchanting charm, but into the Yan three points.

Feng Yunjing’s eyes burned and stared at the girl’s body like a work of art. The voice was particularly hoarse because of the desire to look at it. “It’s a seductive body. Have you seen Nangong? ?"