The King of Hell is Genius Pampered Wife

Xi Yuezhen took up the fruit of the pagoda, strung it into a necklace with gold silk and hung it on his neck.

The original cold seed skin, when touching her skin, exudes a warm and soft atmosphere. It's like that familiar person has never left and has been guarding her.

The little red bird came flying, fluttering its wings and stopped on Xi Yue's shoulder, "little girl Er, OK, Xi Yue, how does the space become like this ~ tweet? I like this place very much. Please repair it quickly. ~ Joo ~ "

Xiyue shook his head and said:" I have just seen the general outline. There is a warning on the last page of the general outline. The space has been seriously damaged and needs to enter the stage of self repair. And this stage will take a long time, unless we can find the material to repair it. "

"Xiaohong, I'm going to temporarily close the space, reduce the loss of psychic power here, so that it can better self repair. what about you? Will you stay here or go out with me? "

Going out means that in a short time, there is no way to enter the space, and there is no way to take things out of the space.

Little red bird didn't hear the questions behind Xi Yue. The bird's hair blew up all over his body, and he said: "you are little red, your family are little red. I am god bird. Can God Bird hear me? Chirp ~ ~ is Xiaohong worthy of my name in the earth? "

Xi Yue thought with his head askew, "that's red red? Birds? Red bird

Little red bird: Joo, ah, with this little girl, her bird is hopeless. Wuwuwuwu ~

Xiyue turns around and touches the purple buds on the ground.

This is the seedling of purple hell you Luo. It's the only one alive in this battle besides the little red bird.

But also a little hurt, so now some wilt.

"Little purple, you stay here to heal......"

Xi Yue's words were not finished, but purple hell you Luo shook violently.

No, no, it's going to follow the master. It's going to protect the master!

The expression on Xi Yue's face became softer. What else should I say? A purple vine suddenly rose from the seedlings and fell in front of Xi Yue.

"This is..." Xi Yue picked up the purple vines, and the divine sense moved. It immediately shrank very small and hid in Xi Yue's sleeve.

This is the separation of Ziming Youluo. It is almost the same as the noumenon. It can be swallowed by water and fire. It can create a boundary. But unlike Ziming Youluo, this separation is unconscious. By analogy, it is more like a sword and a whip than a living devil plant.

After the purple vines were separated, the withered purple seedlings became more listless. But Xi Yue could feel that his mood was very happy and excited.

Xi Yue carefully collected the purple vines, gently stroked the purple seedlings, and the immortal Zhenyuan moved slowly, "little purple, thank you!"

"Chuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchuchu.

The space became noisy, but Xi Yue still felt very lonely.

No egg calls her mother, no silly cow follows her, no golden dragon calls himself his own God, no clear eyes of Xiaochi look at her and call her sister

The original beautiful and clear space, now also becomes a piece of ash, as if carrying Xi Yue's grief and missing.

Xi Yue closed his eyes without tears.

She took another look at xuanxiao hall, where all her relatives and friends lay.