The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

It’s just that there is a strange purple light on this dagger blade, which is a manifestation of being poisoned.

Feng Yunjing straight hooks on the stream, the sound is low and soft, but it seems to brew a storm: "Hey, every time I see you, you can always give me unexpected surprises. But my patience is limited. Since you are toasting and not eating fine wine, don't blame me for being unkind!"

After that, the spiritual power of his body suddenly skyrocketed, and the original purple-colored wound was instantly shrouded by powerful spiritual power.

The purple venom hits the spiritual power, just like a nemesis, and it is swallowed without a trace.

And Feng Yunjing’s face has no more cat-and-mouse-like play, and it has become a must-have madness.

The heart of Tunxi was sinking a little.

Sure enough, in the face of Feng Yunjing, she did not have a little resistance.

Even if it is a poisonous poison to the lower-order warriors, it is used in Feng Yunjing, and at most it is to let him rush to a little bit of pain.

Between the coagulation period and the meta-infant period, it is an insurmountable scorpio.

The spiritual power of Feng Yunjing slowly condenses into a thick black fog.

Then a familiar black flagpole skyrocketed and hovered in the sky.

It seems that the whole world has turned into a dark cloud, with a cold chill of cold.

Tunxi’s face was gloomy, and his hand suddenly gave a fire, throwing it away into the black flag of the air.

The pale golden fire caught the corner of the flag, and it seemed that the flag was burned a little.

But soon, the thick black mist devours the spirits.

Tunxi had not expected that the fire could hurt Feng Yunjing, and the attention of Feng Yunjing was placed on the Luosha flag.

She took the water sword and rushed to the sky, and went straight to Feng Yunjing.

Feng Yunjing directed the black fog to engulf the fire, and once he saw the Jianguang, which was close at hand, not only did he not fear, but his mouth showed a mocking smile.

When Guanxi eyes looked at the tip of the sword, he would pierce the chest of Feng Yunjing, but suddenly felt a glimpse of his heart.

Then there was a sigh of relief that appeared behind her, a steady breath with a close-knit breath, almost close to her back.

The phoenix cloud in front of the eyes disappeared like a phantom without a trace, but behind her, there was a tall shadow.

Tunxi was shocked and wanted to escape, but suddenly found that I did not know when the cold black gas had penetrated her limbs.

It was like a black chain that locked her limbs and prevented her from moving.

What is even more frightening is that this cold black gas has not stopped, and her blood veins slowly infiltrated into her Dantian. For a time, the spiritual power that Dantianzhong had been trying to make is like being frozen and can no longer function.

Tunxi was whitened by this cold black gas, and he gnashed his teeth: "Feng Yunjing, what did you do to me?"

Behind him came Feng Xiaojing’s low laughter, with incomparable banter and ambition.

Tunxi could feel that Feng Yunjing had taken a step forward, and then one hand took her waist from behind and dragged her into a hot embrace.

Feng Yunjing's lips are half-sticked to her ear, slowly whispering with a low-pitched voice: "This Rakshasa flag, I think it should be no stranger? In the cloud smoked, you have seen it. It’s amazing. It’s just that you can’t use the power at that time, so the power of the Rakshaqi can’t be played by one ten thousand.”