The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

It was just that he lost his spiritual strength at this time, and his physical strength was completely overdrawn. Before he got up, he stumbled and fell heavily to the ground.

"Nangong Yu——!" Suxi rushed forward, holding him up, and his back was frightened with cold sweat. "You don't want to die!"

Nangong Yu's dark and hot eyes were set to look at her, and she was like a fierce loyal dog with wet eyes at the moment half an hour before.

Suxi really lost to him. He picked up the side bowl and didn't have a good air: "I'll feed you, all right! Lord Pluto!"

Nangong Yu raised a slight arc at the corner of her mouth, ignoring Puxi's objection, leaning on half of her body on her, and accepting Suxi's medicine with peace of mind.

Occasionally, he touched the soft and tender cheeks of Suxi with a satisfied look.

He just fed two spoons, and when his hand touched Suxi's left shoulder with a cool wound, his eyes suddenly dimmed, flashing a sharp cold light.

Suxi was preparing to feed him a third spoonful of medicine, and suddenly felt a warm shoulder, and a burst of spiritual force covered the wound on his left shoulder.

In an instant, the cold body and the numb frozen left shoulder, which had originally penetrated into the cold air, restored to the original state instantly.

Su Xi's eyes widened--Nang Gongyu, this guy, apparently exhausted his spirits, and finally recovered some. He was actually used to treat her such small injuries. Was this guy amused?

In the secret area of ​​Zijin Temple, Puxi is naturally extremely wounded, but mainly due to the exhaustion of spiritual power, it is too late to recover.Just after drinking the Lingquan water, it is all right. As for the shoulder injury, the interest rate will be expelled for a while to expel the cold and it will naturally heal.

Compared with Nangong Yu's injury at this time, the little injury in Suxi was nothing.

Suxi was about to speak, and suddenly heard Nangong Yu's low pressure, like a swearing swearing sound in his ear, "Xi'er, believe me, I will protect you forever!"

Suxi's body stunned slightly, his heart seemed to be scratched by something, itchy, soft.

However, soon, she remembered the scene she saw not long ago.

Nangong Yu turned to look at Feng Lianying's injury, leaving his back, and the sword he made for Feng Lianying towards Gu Liufeng.

The fiery heart seemed to be poured into a pot of cold water, and it was like the cold wind blowing in the winter in a warm room.

Su Xi’s expression became cold and hard, and said lightly: "Nangong Yu, since you can’t do anything, why promise? You dare to say that just in the secret space, if I really kill Fenglian Ying, you will Have you let me go?"

Nangong Yu was stunned, but saw a cold smile on the corner of the mouth of Suxi, "You said you would protect me for a lifetime, then if I told you that my injury was caused by Fenglian Ying, what would you do? Do? Will you kill your beloved sister Lianying?"

Nangong Yu's body was slightly stiff, and the droopy eyes covered the turbulent emotion in his eyes.

Feeling the coldness and alienation circulated around Suxi, he wanted to say something, but reason made him swallow the words contained in his mouth again.

Seeing Nangong Yu as she kept silent, Suxi, despite her long-term psychological preparations, still had an unspeakable disappointment and anger.

She sneered: "I just hurt her with Gu Liufeng, and you can't wait to strangle me. If I really killed, would you kill me? Nangong Yu, so you dare to say To protect me for a lifetime, don’t laugh at the dead!"