The King of Hell is Genius Pampered Wife

Of course, there is no way to deal with this fire. Before touching the chain, it will be swallowed up by the light attached to it.

Xi Yue's face became more and more ugly. He worked his power and continued to grow. As expected, he found that most of his accomplishments had been sealed.

She frowned tightly and was ready to enter the space. But just entered the space without a second, the whole person was directly pulled out, the body appeared in the mid air, hit the ground heavily.

Xi Yue was so caught off guard that he couldn't even move his soul power to protect his body. He was about to be smashed all over, but his body suddenly fell into a cold embrace.

The familiar man's breath made her stiff.

Ji Mingyu's cold voice came from her ear, "this chain of locked souls locks your cultivation, spirit and body. You can't escape anyway."

Xi Yue raises his head angrily and stares at the man holding him. "Ji Mingyu, if you have the ability, you will lock me for the rest of my life..."

Before she had finished speaking, her voice stopped abruptly.

The sight fell uncontrollably on the man's face.

There is a deep wound on the man's flawless face. The flesh and blood are flying and the bone is visible. And this wound is exactly what she hit.

Xi Yue's hand clenched suddenly and lowered his sight.

Ji Mingyu's face was expressionless, but her voice was cold. "Xi'er, I told you from the first time you fled. From the moment I recognized you, you were destined to be mine. If you don't stay by my side, I will lock you for the rest of my life. "

"Ji Mingyu, you bastard!" Xi Yue's face was red with anger, and she slapped her hands, but Ji Mingyu didn't hide.

Xi Yue's hand claps on the ferocious wound, her whole body shivers, the hand condition reflex like received back.

How painful it must be to be touched with such a naked wound!

But Ji Mingyu didn't realize it. He slowly walked to the bedside holding Xi Yue.

The face is cold, but the action is extremely gentle to put the girl in the arms on the bed.

Ji Mingyu sat down with her and hugged the girl's small body into her arms. Her voice softened: "Xi'er, I can find whatever you want, but I can't leave you!"

Ji Mingyu said it seriously, but Xi Yue was a little absent-minded.

Finally, when Ji Mingyu whispered in her ear, she clenched her fists and suddenly raised the volume. "Why not treat the wound on her face? You're a God. You can cure it by using your spiritual power, can't you? "

Ji Mingyu's voice was sluggish, and for the first time, the dark red eyes that couldn't be seen brightened up a little bit of starlight.

He clasped the girl's jaw and forced her to look up at herself, "Xi'er, are you worried about me?"

Xi Yue became angry with embarrassment and said: "who is worried about you!"

Ji Mingyu smiled quietly and said slowly: "if Xi'er is really worried about me, he will cure the injury himself, or I will never be cured. Not only will I not heal the wound on my face and remove the scar, but I will even cut the wound with a knife every day to remind myself that this is what Xi'er left me! "

"You -!" Xi Yue's whole body trembled with anger and his voice trembled, "why do you want to stop me if you want to die?"

Ji Mingyu grabs the girl's hand and presses it on her wound without hesitation.

Feeling the wet sticky feeling of blood in the palm, Xi Yue almost jumped up from the bed, "Ji Mingyu, you lunatic!"