The King of Hell is Genius Pampered Wife

But Xi Yue stood up and stared at the man who appeared in the field. Her ears seemed to make a "buzzing" sound, which made all her thoughts be pulled out.

I saw a man standing on the stage, dressed in a dark purple cloud brocade robe. His black hair was tied up with a jade crown. It was the most simple dress, but it made hundreds of thousands of people in the whole audience have straight eyes in an instant.

Because the man in front of us is so beautiful. His eyebrows are cut like knives. His eyes are cold but starry. His nose is high and his lips are thin and sexy, which make up a unique face that can make all women intoxicated.

On the other side of the stand, the fierce wave swordsman, who just made people feel handsome and handsome, was set off by a man and formed a world difference between jade and rubble, firefly and scorching sun.

On the stand, suddenly a woman burst out screaming.

"My God, this is zero?"?! Isn't zero an old man over half a hundred years old? Why is it so beautiful? "

"I just thought that Kuanglang swordsman was extraordinary, but now I compare [zero] No, they can't be compared at all. "

"I've decided to support [zero] from now on. I don't know any crazy wave swordsman!"

"How does that list rank? Shouldn't zero be the first one?"

Some older people, who had been in the realm of alchemy for a long time, expressed their inexplicable sighs and sighs.

"I didn't expect that the appearance of zero hasn't changed at all over the years."

"His strength, once immeasurable, now that I have advanced to cross the period of robbery, I still can't see the depth of his cultivation."

There was a lot of discussion and noise under the stage. The [zero] on the stage was holding a long sword. He looked cold and his clothes were flying, just like a Dixian. Kuanglang swordsman's face was ugly, and his eyes were full of hatred and unwillingness. He sneered scornfully and said: "the legendary spirit of the field of alchemy is the glory that comes from beauty, but it's just a little white face."

But all these voices were noisy, but none of them came into Xi Yue's ear.

She just stared at the familiar body shape of the man on the stage, deeply imprinted in the face of the soul, all thoughts were evacuated, only three words echoed in her mind, "Nangong Yu Nangong Yu!!! " Standing as like as two peas on the

stand, Nangong's face is as striking as that of Yu Yu, long lost in the sky and the earth.

After the battle at the top of Cangshan Mountain, countless days and nights have passed, countless minutes and seconds.

She thought that she had come out of the original pain and despair, and could calmly and firmly cultivate step by step, collect the fruits of the butcher, and wait for the day of their resurrection.

However, when she saw Nangong Yu today, she knew how deep the pain was in her heart and how strong her yearning for this man was.

Nangong Yu, Nangong Yu, you know how hard I find you.

Nangong Yu, you know how much I miss you, how much I want to rush into your arms and cry.

Xi Yue's brain all the reason disappears, will fly to the stage, but is pulled by Lin Zhi next to him.

"Xiaoqi, what's the matter with you? You can't walk around in the arena at will, or you will be judged by the alchemy realm as intending to cause chaos and suffer from the punishment of terrorist spirit attack. "

Xi Yue stops and is dragged back by Lin Zhi.