The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

纥奚 softly comforted: "This way I can wait for the help of Ouyang Gongzi, you said that you helped me a lot?"

Sinking in front of the eyes, whispered: "Hey son, are you really?"

Tunxi nodded.

Shen Yan immediately opened his eyes and smiled, and the whole face seemed to shine brightly.

Xia Yuchen, who had come from the side and wanted to talk to Tunxi, saw this scene, and suddenly snorted and turned away proudly.

Nalan whispered to his side: "In addition to a good skin, what else can you compare to the second brother? You really don't know what the Shen family girl is, and he will look at him." ”

"Don't you know what's wrong with the skin? You didn't have the skills. Why did you ask for help from him?" Xia Yuchen glanced at him and immediately gritted his teeth. "You don't need to comfort me, I know that I am better than now." Hey, it’s normal for my nephew to look at him."

The face is full of unwillingness, but the eyes are very calm, Xia Yuchen clenched his fist: "When I return to the Seven Star Palace, I must follow my grandfather to practice! One day I will defeat the kid, let my nephew look at me!" ”

Tunxi glanced at the figure of Xia Yuchen's departure. The two guys said that she could hear it clearly.

There was a slight smile on his face.

Ouyang Haoxuan suddenly sighed: "Hey, it's Fengyunhai."

Tunxi heard a word, and when he looked up, he saw a large piece of Fengyunhai with his hair bald and limped toward Fenglianying, Nie Jinchen and several Fengjia disciples.

As he walked, his gaze swept to Tunxi and Ouyang Haoxuan with a sinister sin, and his mouth overflowed with a cold smile.

Ouyang Haoxuan frowned: "It seems that he is going to complain to the elders of Fengjia."

The look of Tunxi was not in a hurry, and he smiled leisurely: "Don't worry, he can't tell."

Feng Yunhai has already stood in front of Fenglianying and others. He can't wait for the closing of the hunting contest and the awarding ceremony. Since there is no way to inform the younger Feng Yunjing, it is the same to tell Fenglianying and other people.

Feng Yunhai thought of it here, and there was a vicious smile on his face that had not disappeared. He said: "Missy, Master, the young master, when I entered the Broken Soul Mountain to participate in the contest, I asked for the whereabouts of a person. I have found it now. There are thousands of masters, so be sure to give him alive."

Fenglian’s shadow is different: “Who?”

"That man is..." Feng Yunhai’s words have not been finished, and suddenly the sound stops.

His eyes were wide open, and blood was pouring out of his mouth. The blood began to turn red, and slowly turned into a dark purple.

Feng Yunhai slammed into the ground and twitched a few times, becoming a dead body.

Falling at the same time, there are several warriors who have experienced in the Broken Soul Mountain together with Feng Yunhai. It even includes a Golden Age.

Everyone's death is extremely strange, **** mouth, then blood is purple.

The closing ceremony of the hunting competition was suddenly in chaos.

The prepared physician rushed to check the dead, but no one could find out the cause of death.

The face of Fenglian Ying is extremely ugly.

This time, the trip to the Soul Mountain, their Feng family lost their face, and lost so many Jindan period warriors when dealing with the shackles.

Nowadays, the warriors who went to the Broken Soul Mountain with Feng Yunhai died.