The King of Hell is Genius Pampered Wife

Xi Yue's heart was as painful as a needle.

She looked coldly at the man in the mask, all wrapped up.

Even if the skin is not exposed at all, Xi Yue looks at the skin behind his ears, but sees the signs of decay.

In her mind, there was no reason to come up with a name - Ji Chengfeng.

And what the egg said - mother, his soul stinks.

From this man, Xi Yue could smell the rotten smell.

But didn't Ji Chengfeng die in the ancient battlefield ten thousand years ago?

Judging from Ji Mingyu's age, Ji Chengfeng should have died at this time.

How could he be here?

It's my fault!

After all, what kind of Ji Chengfeng is and what kind of breath she has, Xi Yue doesn't know at all.

Xiaomingyu is dancing his sword with one eye. His movements are very serious and rigorous. His injuries do not affect his movements.

But after all, just under the siege of the wolf, his spiritual power consumed 70-80%.

After a move, the swordsman's spirit finally dried up, and his small body swayed and his small face was pale, so he didn't continue to run the next move.

Pa -! With a loud noise, the little boy's clothes were torn and his skin was in full bloom.

Small body can not support, fell to the ground.

Xi Yue let out a exclamation, could not rush to the past to help the fallen child, but his hands were put in the past.

At this time, the mask man's sullen voice rang, "a few evil wolves can't deal with it, and even such a simple sword technique can't be used harmoniously. How can you be my apprentice if you are such a waste? "

Xiaomingyu knelt on the ground and said nothing. Her thin body was covered with blood and trembled slightly.

Xi Yue's tears will fall.

However, the masked man did not have a trace of pity, and the whip in his hand went down towards the child's fragile body.

After ten lashes, the flesh and blood on the boy's body broke apart and the injury was aggravated.

But the little boy didn't even say a word.

After ten lashes, the mask man put up his whip and looked down at the kneeling boy. "I hope I can see your progress of cultivation next time when I come. If you always let me down... "

The man's words didn't go on, he turned around and left.

But xiaomingyu finally couldn't help saying, "master, you Are you leaving? "

The little boy didn't say a word when he was whipped, and didn't change color when he was attacked by the wolf. But when the man wanted to leave, he finally showed a reluctant expression.

Because it's so lonely and lonely to stay alone in the forest.

Even if the master who never had a good face appeared once in a while, he was so pleased and expected.

The masked man stopped and squinted at him. "Do you think it's too lonely to be here alone?"

The little boy took a look at him, bit his lips, and said nothing.

The mask man's eyes flashed, and suddenly took an egg out of his arms and threw it to him. His voice sank: "let this accompany you in the absence of master. I hope you don't let me down next time I come."

What fell in the boy's arms was a beast egg, still a silent thing.

But the little boy's eyes burst out with bright light, so bright and dazzling.

He was still taut, but he said earnestly, "master, I will not let you down!"