The King of Hell is Genius Pampered Wife

Nalan Yurong's face muscles were twitching, staring at the woman in front of her, unable to believe her eyes.

"You, you, how can you be here? Naran flying snow, aren't you dead long ago? "

Nalan Feixue shook her head and said, "dear sister, how can you be so heartless? I miss you alone! Since you took me as an abandoned son and allowed me to be taken away by the beast Zhu Chongba, I have never forgotten my sister's face when she abandoned me. "

"Then Then, how can I be blamed! It's all about He Xi, right? It's all designed by that bitch of Nalan He Xi. It has nothing to do with me! "

Nalan said with a sneer, "Oh? Is it? So, mother's death has nothing to do with you? "

"Mother's death?!" Nalan Yurong's body shakes with extreme fear, and her voice suddenly becomes sharp and sharp. "What does mother's death have to do with me? It's Nalan river that killed her. You need to revenge and go to Nalan river!! "

Nalan Feixue looks at the ugly woman who is greedy for life and afraid of death, and pushes all her guilt to a clean, and her hatred turns into a burning flame.

But the more hatred she felt, the more gentle the smile on her face was, "don't you know, sister? After your mother was poisoned as a shield, she didn't die at all, because He Xi saved her life. But she dragged her body, which had run out of oil, and crawled up to me and told me who was really killing her! "

Nalan Yurong screamed, "no way! How could she not have died! You lied to me. It's all the tricks of Hexi! "

Nalan Feixue looks at her ironically, like an ugly poisonous insect.

Nalan Yurong realized that Nalan Feixue really hated and poisoned her. She finally collapsed and cried, "Feixue, it's my sister's fault, but my sister didn't mean to do it, and my sister was desperate to save my life."

"You don't know, mother is crazy, and she doesn't have many years to live at all. It's not very cost-effective to trade her life for mine? Mother should have sacrificed for her children! I'm sure my mother won't blame me, will she? "

Nalan Feixue looked at the woman's pretentious confession and felt her stomach surging.

Such scum, such a brute, even her own sister, who once worshipped her like that, and her mother regarded her as proud, willing to exchange all her own for her future.

But Nalan Yurong didn't feel the growing hatred of Nalan's flying snow. She still persuaded her, "flying snow, you don't know, I am the daughter of yuntianyi, the first war god of Siam, and the eldest miss of the cloud family. My future and prosperity are limitless. Sister, as long as you follow your sister, you will also be able to follow the rapid development. Sister, you were not the most eager to marry a distinguished husband before? If you have a sister, don't say the prince of a country. Even if you are a God, you can get married! "

Nalan Feixue said with a low smile: "it's up to you to make it. If you really want to repent, why not help Feixue?"

"Good! What can I do for you? I will do it! "

Nalan's smile at the corner of the snow's mouth was deeper and deeper. Suddenly, he waved his hand forward slightly, and two black round wooden barrels with special materials appeared between the two people.