The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

She is not shameless of the angry Fenglian shadow, not the ruthlessness of the angry Nangong, but the anger that she would be tripped twice by a stone.

Knowing what love, what promises are not credible, why are you still stupid to care?

Ming knows that you can't be tempted, you can't believe it, why should you let your own atrium be occupied by others?

What are you looking forward to in Tunxi? Looking forward to Nangong, can you leave his childhood sweetheart to your side? Or is it for himself and his childhood friend?

Oh, don't dream!

Just awakening now, it’s not too late to get out now, isn’t it?

The hands of Tunxi were clenched into fists, and even if the nails were embedded in the meat, they were not aware of it.

Suddenly, a man’s low-pitched voice came from his ear. “Hey, this is a terrible thing. His Royal Highness Pluto and his guard Qinglong, as well as the great disciple of the Liuli Palace, Nie Jinchen, these are all high-ranking Jindan’s strength. No one can understand the depth of his strength. Now it seems that our situation is really bad, not good~"

Tunxi returned to God and looked at the man with a fiery red beside him. He saw that he was not good, but his face was a leisurely one, and there was a half-worry look.

It was just that he had confronted the sword with Nangong, and he was obviously affected by the aura. At this time, the blush on the thin lips faded and became pale without blood.

Tunxi suddenly reached out and clasped his wrist, and his spirits ran into the meridians.

The valley wind is a glimpse first, and the conditioned reflex wants to break free. She finds that she is looking at her injury in this way, and she can't help but show her interest. "You are the little doctor in Yan'an mouth?"

Quxi has not had time to talk, Zhou Yanan has even sang: "Young master, it is him, sacred doctor, his medical skills have reached the point of supernaturalization, even the Ouyang Shizi who has been doing the trick for more than a year can heal I believe it must be..."

Zhou Yan'an's words did not go on, and Gu Liufeng had already applied his hand back to stop the continued exploration of Tunxi.

Tunxi is not reluctant, but the look is faint: "If you want to completely resolve the hidden swords in the body, I need to tie the needles in your Zhongfu, Shoujing, and Fengmen."

The wind in the valley was slightly stunned, and she was sure to look at her for a moment. Then she smiled and said: "Then I am tired of the son."

After that, he did not mind taking off his coat, revealing the red-naked upper body with tight muscles and smooth lines.

Tunxi stood behind him, and his silver needle pierced his body axe.

Then the body flashed and came to the front of the valley wind. The last silver needle that pierced the Zhongfu point was to slowly guide the inferiority of the body.

Therefore, the movement of Tunxi became very slow, and the slender silver needle was gently twisted in his hand, with a little bit of infiltration.

At this time, the wind in the valley is sitting on the grass with his knees, and the creek is slightly bent to shake the silver needle, and his expression is focused and dignified.

The natural light in the secret land falls on the innocent side of the juvenile white, reflecting his pretty nose, the pink lips, and the long, thick fan-like eyelashes.

The young man leaned his head slightly, and his eyebrows were light and sloppy. From the perspective of the wind in the valley, he could see his chiny chin, and the slender neck of the white scorpion. The graceful curvature slowly extended to the delicate collarbone, and then the light neckline was now hidden. after that.