The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

The image of gluttony in front of her is usually a rogue, guilty of gag, and there is no right way.

But what kind of person is the real gluttonous man, do you really know?

In Xi Yue's mind, he couldn't help recalling the owner of the gluttonous hall—wishless. When he first saw it, he had a deep smile, which made people feel unpredictable and alert.

She exhaled gently: "Don't you ever think about digging out my source of wood to detoxify Ji Mingyu?"

Glutton smiled slightly: "Of course... I thought about it, but I think that is the real cut off of the Master's future and hope. I believe that only Xi Yue can save the Master in the world."

Xi Yue also showed a shallow smile, and did not feel cold or disappointed, but calmly and firmly said: "I will come back soon!"

After talking, without waiting for the gluttonous response, he lifted his foot and stepped into the tearing junction.

However, Xi Yue's foot had just stepped out of the enchantment, and the body had already felt the foulness of malaria.

Suddenly a cold and powerful force came from the waist. Before she responded, the whole person had already vacated and was dragged back.

Xiyue slammed into a cold and hard embrace, the back of the head hit the man's chest in the back, and at one time only felt that the whole brain was empty and the ear roared.

The spiritual power instantly operated to restore her hearing to normal, and she immediately heard a loud bang and a blood-spraying sound.

Xi Yue jumped in horror and looked up, seeing that the gluttonous man had already been kicked out, and fell to the ground in awkwardness, and the corner of his mouth and his clothes were covered with harsh blood.

She didn't have time to scream, her hands on her waist tightened suddenly, and her bones hurt.

Xi Yue whispered painfully and was about to look up, but his jaw was already held by a big hand like an ice cube, and was forced to raise his head.

His eyes met a pair of crimson blood, churning with raging anger and crazy eyes, Xi Yue Ji Lingling shivered.

There was a slightly hoarse man's voice in his ear, but his voice was as cold as snow, "Xi'er, why are you so bad? Why do you want to escape from me again and again?"

Xi Yue opened her mouth and breathed in the air between her nose and her nose, making her tremble.

But this coldness was not comparable to the shock and horror in her heart.

The man in front of him, the man hugging her, was obviously the face of Ji Mingyu she was familiar with, but the expression, especially the crimson eyes, where there was a slight shadow of Ji Mingyu.

She saw the man in front of her, and even instinctively felt fear, cold sweat instantly soaked her back.

Without her answer, Ji Mingyu's eyes grew darker and darker.

With a slight pressure on his hand, Xi Yue's body was lifted into the air, and he was held in his arms like Ji Mingyu like a child.

Xi Yue shivered again, but had to carry up her spiritual power to resist.

Because Ji Mingyu's body is too cold, so cold that she cannot bear the body of her monk.

After the spiritual force circulated for a while, that kind of cold feeling felt a little better, and Xi Yue forced his teeth down and said: "Ji Mingyu, you... listen to me..."

The corner of Ji Mingyu's mouth slightly lifted, revealing a smile that seemed to be cold and cruel, "If anything, Xi'er can wait a while and slowly say that now I'll deal with the traitor who dares to disobey my order."