The King of Hell is Genius Pampered Wife

He Xi cursed in his heart, but on the contrary, he smiled sarcastically: "it depends on whether you have the ability!"

Voice just fell, body shape a flash, she has already broken away from the shackles of men, appeared in a meter away.

His hands turned like a mirage, and dozens of shadowless needles shot like the man in front of him.

However, He Xi envisions that the scene in which a man is shot as a hedgehog does not appear.

I saw that the shadowless needle, which shot out like light and shadow, stopped when it flew to the three inch range of the man in Xuanyi, as if it had been put under a fixed body spell.

The men are carefree and unrestrained. With their long fingers stretched out, they hold one of the small needles in their hands.

He looked at the silver needle in his hand with emotion, and felt a cold breath coming into his body through his fingertips.

"Some meaning of this needle is that it's made of ten thousand years of black ice. Well, it seems that it's also mixed with some more magical powers, so it can hurt the friars in the period of Qi training and the early stage of foundation building?"

"But your gadgets are useless to me."

The man's hand is as long as jade, with distinct bony joints and a pinch of fingertips. The shadowless needle turns into gas in his hand and disappears without trace.

He Xi's face became ugly. At the next moment, she only felt a flower in front of her eyes. The man who was just in the distance suddenly came close to her and caught her wrist.

He Xi's face changed greatly, his body flew up in the air, and his body was like a civet, trying to break free of his shackles.

However, the man in Xuanyi moves faster than her, with long arms outstretched. He does not know how to hook his fingers to her belt, but he brings the man back to his bosom in one breath: "how are you satisfied with my skills?"

The warm breath spits in the ear, the right hand holding the needle is buckled behind, the body is forced to press firmly on the strong chest, completely unable to move.

He Xi's face was red, and he shouted angrily, "let go!"

However, her struggle only made the two people's body touch more closely and ambiguous. The eyes of the man with the meaning of teasing originally were dark because of the hot friction.

He leaned down, breathing hot and humid, smilingly said: "little girl, if you move again, I will think you are seducing me..."

The voice did not fall, the handsome face of the man is suddenly heavy.

He let go of his empty hand and looked sideways at his shoulder. There is a humble silver hairpin stuck there. The head of the hairpin pierces the clothes and pierces into the flesh. The bright red liquid saturates the black clothes.

The man slowly raised his head, and his eyes fell on the girl who was not far away, smiling and cold. His clear eyes narrowed dangerously.

This little girl actually hurt him!

Even if he doesn't use his accomplishments and only relies on his physical martial arts, there are few people who can hurt him in the whole country of Jinling, not to mention a mortal girl who has no accomplishments.

He Xi steps on the foot of the bed barefoot, his clothes are windless, and his little face is full of wildness: "it's up to you? Want to satisfy me, next life! "

But at the next moment, He Xi's face suddenly changed. A strong sense of oppression came like a strong wind and waves, and his viscera seemed to be crushed and stirred by a huge hand. It was hard to deal with the pain.

The blood color on the face retreated rapidly, and the body trembled uncontrollably. Finally, it couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

This is the prestige of the high-level warrior. In front of this kind of prestige, He Xi feels like a tiny ant, which will be crushed to dust anytime and anywhere.