The King of Hell is Genius Pampered Wife

"This beast has already had an impact on your fairyland, and made your spiritual path become a mind demon. In this way, you will not be able to complete the flight in 100 years. Now, I command you to kill it yourself! "

Kneeling on the ground, the young man suddenly widened his eyes and trembled slightly.

For the first time, he had a hoarse tremor in his voice, which was unique to the cold young man. "Master, I will not kill Xiaotian! I won't have mind demons either. I will be able to soar to the divine realm within a hundred years. Please believe me

"Ji Chengfeng Yin measures the way:" you this is, want to disobey my order

Young Ji Mingyu lowered her head and clenched her hands into fists without speaking.

"Ah!" Ji Chengfeng sneers. The laughter is full of ridicule and sullen.

He didn't expect that the boy would really disobey his orders for a beast.

As expected, it's a white eyed wolf.

Fortunately, all I want is his leather bag.

The higher the cultivation of this leather bag is, the better the state will be when Ji Chengfeng occupies the body and resurrects.

And breaking love is the best way to make a person's strength soar.

Ji Chengfeng suddenly raised her hand and hit Xiaotian with a black awn.

Xiaotian immediately let out a shrill wail and kept rolling on the ground.

"Xiaotian -!" The young man rushed to hold the spirit pet, but he was caught by the painful spirit pet's claw on his arm, bleeding profusely.

Ji Chengfeng, with a high smile, slowly said: "you can choose not to kill it, and then watch it in pain and suffering, and never surmount, you can also kill it by yourself, let it free. The choice is in your own hands. "

With that, Ji Chengfeng left.

Xi Yue watched the young man cling to his lingchong again and again. He was scratched by lingchong again and again. His tears could not stop falling down.

Xiaotian's voice is getting weaker and weaker. He has no strength to wail, but his pain has not been alleviated.

Tears of pain came out of the big eyes.

Xi Yue wants to rush into the dreamland to heal Xiaotian's wounds, so that he doesn't have to be sad and desperate.

However, she knew that it was impossible. Everything in front of her was a mirage, something that had already happened.

The boy knelt in the forest with the pain and convulsion.

From dawn to dark.

From dusk at night to dawn.

When the first ray of sunlight penetrates the clouds and falls in the forest, the young man lowers his head and his voice is broken and hoarse

Xiaotian's body was still convulsing and shaking, and his eyes were red by the extremely persistent pain.

In fact, it can't support any longer.

If he could, he would die at once.

However, it is reluctant to give up its master, the lonely and lonely youth who was forgotten in the forest alone.

If only I could stay with you a little longer.

If only we could go to the outside world together.

Xiaotian stretches out his soft tongue, licks his hands and makes a whine.

This is a farewell and a blessing.

Goodbye, my master.

And, bless you I hope you can find your happiness in the future.

No, you will find your own happiness, my dearest Master.

Young Ji Mingyu holds a dagger in her hand and steadily feeds it into the heart of Warcraft.