The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

The green scorpion squeezed his throat tightly, and his eyes sparkled with fierce light.

The black man was horrified, his mouth wide open, and his eyes were full of prayers.

Tunxi looked down at him and whispered: "I ask you to answer, don't have a superfluous sentence, otherwise I can only use Soul Soul. Who sent you?"

The black man opened his mouth, but found that he couldn’t make a sound. He had to work hard to piece together three words. "It’s Master!"

Sure enough, Nalan Zhengze.

"What does he let you do?"

This time, Qing Yan finally let go of the black man's throat, but with a dagger on his neck.

The black man trembled: "Master, the lord asked us to check all the things that Miss had touched during the day, and... and the two shackles brought by the lady."

Tunxi slowly nodded and smiled. "I understand. Then, deal with it."

Qingyan heard the words, his eyes did not mean to fluctuate, and the dagger that had been resting on the neck of the black man had a stroke.

The black man lost his life without even screaming.

Smell the **** smell in the room, and the creek frowned and prevented the movement of the barley.

The purple scent was drilled out of her sleeve silently, swinging the leaves with excitement.

The next moment, Qing Yan was shocked to see that the purple vines rolled up a few people on the ground and licked them.

After about two musks, the bodies on the ground disappeared without a trace.

It's not just flesh and blood, even clothes with bones and skins, like the evaporation from the human world, no trace of what is left.

Tunxi retracted the purple scent and touched the trembling tail. Half of it was resentful and blamed: "This time is an exception. You can't eat cold in the future. You can eat anything that is messy. Be careful and eat bad. belly."

Qinglan shuddered, and she suddenly felt that Wang Hao, who could be liked by her own master, would not be an ordinary person!

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Nalan Zhengze has been stunned in the study for a day, but there is no way to calm him down.

The door to the study was ringing, and Nalan hurried into it.

Nalan Zhengze quickly asked, "How do you find the traces of the dead?"

"No." Nalan梓筠 shook her head. "Hey, are you mistaken? Nalan Tunxi is not repaired at all. The beggars around her are just a period of training. Seven or eight coagulation period masters."

"And, I went inside and outside her house today and checked it all over and over. There were no traces of fighting and no trace of blood. I couldn’t see the dead in any way."

Nalan Zhengze’s deep-locked brows did not relax a bit, but they became more and more restless. “But those dying people are clearly sent out by me to check out Nalan’s creek. How could they suddenly lose contact? Will there be anything? The man is helping the slut, will it be the one you said? He killed the slain I sent out?"

Nalan梓筠 shook her head and said coldly: "That is a medical skill, but it is only a period of foundation. You sent out seven or eight coagulation period masters, even if you come, How can I get the benefit."

"And today I took Nalan Tunxi to Shengde Hall and turned around. There was no one in the Shengde Hall who knew Nalan Tunxi. It also made me feel badly degraded by the group of unseen slaves. Humph!"