The King of Hell is Genius Pampered Wife

"People have moved their hands and feet on this hairpin?" Although it's a question, the tone is absolutely certain.

Nangong Yu wiped the hairpin with one hand at will, and said: "this is the trace mark. People who use this mark need to separate a part of the Yuanshen in their body and attach it to the tracker. As long as you still have this mark on your body, they can easily find you even if they are separated by 18000 miles. Xi Yue, you are too careless. "

He Xi's eyebrows are heavy, and his lips are closed for a long time.

Nangong Yu seems to understand her doubts, waving to let Qinglong go out first. "You don't seem to understand what you have done."

What did she do? But is it necessary to make a fuss when saving a person in the street, and to get the yuan Shen to track her? He Xi looks up at him in a daze, with an inexplicable expression.

Nangong Yu's eyes showed a little smile and suddenly wanted to reach out and knead her cheek gang. "As far as I know, in the whole Miluo continent, only the doctors of the eight grades can continue the broken tendons and veins. The doctor of the eight grades is at least the cultivation of the yuan baby. And there are many people in Jinling, who don't know that it can be cured. That is to say, you, a mortal without spiritual power, have cured the incurable disease in the eyes of others. Do you think it's no big deal? "

Hearing this, He Xi looks surprised. She really has no idea about the grade of doctors, but she also knows that Yuanying period is definitely the top level master among the martial arts.

"But you're smart, you don't use your face to show people." Nangong Yu's burning eyes swept her beautiful face like snow. "You said, if the Nalan family knew your ability, they would abandon you in another hospital?"

He Xi suddenly cold face: "the prince of the underworld joked, I have nothing to do with Nalan mansion, not before, not after!"

Voice just fell, but suddenly a dark, Nangong Yu did not know when to lean over, action gently put the Hosta back.

He Xi only feels a warm breath spitting on her face, which makes her panic and instinctively want to retreat.

The thin wrist is tightly clasped by a warm and broad palm. Nangong Yu pulls her to her own direction. The corner of her mouth is smiling with evil spirits, but the voice is oppressed with irresistible pressure. "I said I was Nangong Yu, you can call me Yu. Next time you call me prince Ming..."

Nangong Yu didn't finish his words, but he saw he Xi's frown slightly. He loosened his hand, lifted his sleeve, and suddenly saw the blue and purple scars all over his arm.

There is a never before grumpiness in my heart, mixed with inexplicable chagrin and heartache.

The strange mood makes Nangong Yu frown. He bends his long fingers and flicks them gently. It's like a feather flicking in his heart.

He Xi jerks back his hand abruptly, only to feel a bit awkward, and coldly says, "what are you looking for me?"

Nangong Yu's eyes narrowed slightly because of the sudden loss of his soft and greasy touch: "can't I find you if I'm ok?"

How many women are there under this day? In order to see Nangong Yu, who has been struggling to figure out how to deal with the situation, the little girl dare to show a look of disdain and estrangement.

He Xi stood up and smiled coldly: "Your Highness the emperor of the underworld has many people. I dare not delay your precious time. Since I have nothing to say, I will go first. "