The King of Hell is Genius Pampered Wife

He can't betray him, but he should always watch Ji Chengfeng take advantage of the accomplishments he absorbed from them, and start to attack the emperor's array of doom, trying to completely open the channel of the abominable hell.

Once the passage of the abyss is completely opened.

The divine realm and the three thousand face world will become bloody hell.

And his official Qingyun, will also become a sinner of all ages, death is hard to redeem!

In the elder's eyes, blood and tears slowly flowed down.

But it's too late.

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in the beautiful and quiet valley, colorful butterflies are dancing and the evening wind is blowing.

The handsome man bent one knee in front of Xi Yue and knelt down gently.

With a smile on his face, but with tension in his eyes, he said, "Xi Yue, would you marry me? Would you like to be my Nangong Yu's wife, forever, not separated from me? "

Xi Yue's tears fell down, and then heard himself say, "I would"

In Tianyi Valley, a tall and handsome man hugged her in his arms. She was strong and domineering. She was not allowed to escape.

Then he said to her, "my life is very long. I can't remember whether it's thousands of years or tens of thousands of years. But I know that you are the first woman I love and the only one I want to be with forever. "

"No matter in the past, now or in the future, Xi Yue, you are the only one I want, and you are the only one forever!"

……

At the jubilant engagement party.

A man's face is always cold, but he laughs like a fool. The joy and sweetness seem to overflow.

He said, "Xi'er, you finally belong to me!"

Xi Yue took his hand and said shyly but firmly, "you too. From then on, you belong to me."

……

Xi Yue suddenly sat up from the bed and reached for his cheek.

It's cold and wet.

Her face was covered with tears.

The confused memory slowly returns, a heartrending pain comes from the chest.

Xi Yue curled up in a ball according to the position of his heart.

A cry of pain and despair like a cub.

"Ji Mingyu, don't you say that you will never let go of my hand? Ji Mingyu, how can you do this? It's not a word to talk again and again. "

Tears burst from the corner of the eye like a breakwater, moistening the pillow towel.

But this time, no one will wipe away tears for her and hold her in her arms.

The man who loved her like life left her again.

Suddenly, Xi Yue felt as if he had been touched by something tender on his face.

Then, I heard a gentle call in my ear, "Xi'er Xi'er...... "

Xi Yue sat up abruptly and looked around. "Ji Mingyu, is that you? You're not dead, are you? "

There was no one around, no response, no familiar figure.

Xi Yue's full hope turned to despair again.

But all of a sudden, she felt that there was something slightly hot in her consciousness.

That kind of breath and feeling made her very familiar.

Xi Yue quickly sank into the mind to check, and when he found out what was hot, he immediately cried and laughed, hoping to look up to the sky and scream.

At last she remembered what it was.

It is Ji Mingyu's imprint in her divine sense.

A long time ago, he did not know that Ji Mingyu was Nangong Yu.

After escaping from the temple of hell, he kept his anonymity and didn't want to be found.

But later, Ji Mingyu caught him in the arena.