The King of Hell is Genius Pampered Wife

"Just because Xi'er is my fiancee!"

Wei Zixi's eyes brightened, but the smile on his face became more and more beautiful. "You said that she was a fiancee, and the fiance naturally means that she is not you. Maybe she's yours today and mine tomorrow. "

Ji Mingyu's eyes are red, and her killing intention is condensed into essence. She will almost tear this man to pieces.

But I'm afraid of hurting the girls around me, so I won't let them go.

"Wei Zixi, do you think I dare not kill you?"

Wei Zixi's eyes are shining, looking at Xi Yue, "Xi Yue, will you really let him kill me? Have you forgot? You said you'd protect me all my life! "

Ji Mingyu makes a strong effort to pull Xi Yue into her arms. Meanwhile, the black spiritual force condenses into sword Qi and attacks Wei Zixi.

Wei Zixi's hand is also hard, pulling Xi Yue to his side, while the red energy line and the black power intertwine.

The crumbling Tianchi Pavilion seemed to feel the power of destruction and make a buzzing sound.

The monks in Tianchi Pavilion were stunned and frightened. They didn't know what to look like.

In their hearts, there is only one thought: who is he?!

Why did the God of hell and the high priest fight for her!

Just when everyone despaired that the whole Tianchi pavilion would collapse.

Xi Yue finally said, "you have enough! Let go of everything! "

What the hell are these two men doing!

Although she was grateful for the hero's help in the critical moment, did she use it to make such a big break?

And she's not a toy. What kind of robbery is she?!

In this sentence, the two men not only did not let go, but also pulled the girl's hand tighter.

The frost in Ji Mingyu's eyes can freeze the whole Wuhu island into a bitter and cold place.

Wei Zixi laughs more and more brilliantly, more and more beautiful and charming, but it just makes people creepy.

Xi Yue frowned slightly, and the pain from her wrist made her groan.

Almost in a flash, her hands were suddenly released.

As if afraid of a step late, will hurt her.

Xi Yue was relieved at once. He was glad that he didn't give up all the rules.

The whole Tianchi Pavilion looked at them.

It turned out to be a bloody and vulgar fight.

Xi Yue felt that he would never set foot on this island again.

It is shameless to see these people in the temple again.

Slowly knead two wrists that were pinched out of bruise, and the wood power flowed by, and the bruise disappeared instantly.

Xi Yue took a deep breath, and then put his eyes on the face of the man who had been missing for a long time.

As soon as I look at the past, I am facing Ji Mingyu's dark and burning eyes.

Xi Yue felt as if he was trapped in a whirlpool in a moment, unable to break free, and could only indulge in it.

In just a few months, Ji Mingyu has lost weight.

There are yearnings, deep feelings like the sea, anxiety and Grievance.

Xi Yue can't help but slightly hook up the corner of his mouth, approach him a step, and take the initiative to grasp the man's hand hanging on his side.

The hand clenched into a fist, as if to suppress their emotions about to break out.

But when the girl's soft and fragile little hand grasped him, the palm of her hand spread out quickly, and she was firmly grasped, ten fingers clasped, and she was not allowed to escape any more.

Xi Yue also tightly clasps his hand, the voice is hoarse, "Ji Mingyu, I miss you so much!"