The King of Hell is Genius Pampered Wife

The man glared at Shen Qingyao, then slowly walked forward, reached out his hand to He Xi and said, "I'm Shen Sen, the lower Qingxia gate. Thank you for saving her life in the Dragon kingdom. Haven't you asked for the name of the childe

He Xi reached out and shook hands with him. His face was calm and calm. "I'm Xi Yue."

Shen Sen was soon more impressed with the young man.

It's not only because he saved Shen Qingtan, but also because he seems to be just building the foundation period. Facing the spiritual pressure he quietly released, he is not humble and unhurried.

Besides, he knew that qingxiamen was one of the four major gates in Miluo mainland. He had a special identity, but he didn't mean to be flattered.

Shen Qingtan heard he Xi's name, but he chewed "Xi Yue" several times on the tip of his tongue.

She secretly looked at the youth in front of her. She was handsome and elegant, outstanding, bringing a bright moon, and Lang Lang was better than the snow in the Tianshan Mountains.

Such a beautiful youth, even in Shen Qingtan's fantasy, has never appeared.

What's more, he was so brave and powerful that he saved himself from the nightmare of hell.

Shen Qingtan thought of this, a face more red, eyes even dare not look at the river at will.

She pulled Shen Sen's sleeve, lowered her little head, occasionally raised her eyes and glanced at he River, saying, "I don't know if Mr. Xi came to participate in the hunting competition?"

"Exactly."

"That I My martial brother and I are also here for the game. " Shen Qingtan is full of expectation. "Let's go to the registration place together. If If the selected number is closer, maybe the transmission location will be closer by then. "

When the game enters the brokenhearted mountain, it depends on the transmission array, and enters the game field in the order of the number drawn, but the transmission position is random. So the number that didn't draw is closer, and the location of the final transmission will be closer.

Shen Sen coughed a little, restrained his smile, and did not go to expose his niece's careful thought. "If Mr. Xi doesn't go with us, how about going to the meeting hall with us?"

He Xi did not hesitate and nodded. Compared with being alone, being able to work with qingxiamen saved her a lot of trouble.

Several people walked through the crowd and walked slowly to the palace not far away.

The journey is not long, but it makes Shen Sen more and more impressed with the boy named Xi Yue.

His face is beautiful, his voice is clear and pleasant, his words are not humble or overbearing, and there is no inferiority or cynicism of the low-level martial arts practitioners.

Moreover, Shen Sen talked with him about some cultivation matters, which was intended to give him some advice, so as to return a little kindness.

Who knows that after a conversation, Xi Yue's understanding of cultivation and Dantian meridians has benefited him a lot.

As for the disciples of Qingxia sect who were following Shen Sen, Xi Yue had been chattering around for a long time, almost completely forgetting that he was just a low-level warrior in the foundation period.

"Mr. Xi, why do I always feel a little sluggish at the knees of my legs when I practice the basic formula of water system. And as the cultivation becomes higher, the stagnation on the knee gradually becomes pain. "

He Xi took a look at the young disciple, looked at his appearance, and then explored his knee with his spiritual power. Then he said lightly: "your constitution is Yin cold, and the water skill is originally negative, so the damp, yin and cold Qi will be trapped in your joints. “