The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

But looking at it, the man's eyes in Ziyi slowly fell on Xiyue's Dantian, his expression became more and more serious, and the shock in his eyes became stronger and stronger. "You...you are...you have...the source of wood" ?!"

Xi Yue remembered Yun Tianyi's original evaluation of the real man of Zijin, the heart of the saint who guarded the origin of the wood. She did not deny it and nodded.

Zijin’s expression immediately became very excited, with tears in his eyes and incredible shock. He quickly leaned over to Xi Yue and reached out to touch her Dantian position.

If it were not Ji Mingyu kicking people away with a black face, he even wanted to pounce and hug Xi Yue.

But soon, Real Man Zijin calmed down.

His eyes fell on Ji Mingyu, his expression was somewhat trance, and then slowly became dignified: "You... accepted the Divine Emperor's Legacy? Are you, Lord God?"

Ji Mingyu nodded and removed the camouflage technique to disguise himself and Xi Yue.

When Zijin's eyes fell on Xiyue, who had a real look again, her knees shuddered suddenly, revealing a look that was more than a thousand times more shocking than before, "Holy Lady...Master Lady!"

His voice trembles, and the tears in his eyes that were originally reddish finally shed tears, "Madonna, are you finally reincarnated? Are you finally coming back?"

Xi Yue slightly surprised, "I am not a saint."

"No, you have the roots of wood on you. You look so similar to the lady, even the breath of your body. How could it not be the lady!" Zijin was excited.

Xi Yue had to refute this, and suddenly her mind appeared with the idol in the Yuankong Ancient Realm, and the mysterious and mysterious words she said.

Her expression slowly became shocked, turning her head to look at Ji Mingyu.

Ji Mingyu's expression on the side was cold and no expression changed. Only when Xi Yue came over, he softened his eyes and gently held her hand, whispering: "No matter who you are, to me Say, you are just my Xi'er!"

With just a simple sentence, Xi Yue felt that her slamming heart calmed down, and there was a peaceful smile on her face. She held Ji Mingyu's hand firmly in her backhand and refused to let go of it, as if In this way, you can find a safe haven, find courage and strength.

In fact, Xi Yue's identity, Ji Mingyu, had long guessed it, especially when it was heard that there was a light coming between heaven and earth, and the time of the light coming coincided with the time of himself and Xi Yue in the Yuankong ancient realm.

But even if Xi Yue was a saint, there would be no change for him.Xiyue is just Xiyue, the only woman he loves.

Jun Yueze also seemed to have expected it, so he was not shocked.

Heilong and Koike have no idea about the identity of the saint, but when he heard the origin of the wood, the pupil of Heilong was slightly contracted, and there was a longing in his eyes.But when his eyes fell on Koike, the longing was instantly replaced by the persistent tenderness.

But Ji Weicheng, Ling Yu and Qing Long are different. When they heard that Xi Yue was a saint, they could not control their shocking expressions.

Especially Qinglong, when he first felt the bath of the Holy Light, he thought that if the Master can get the help of the Holy Girl, it would be more sure to win the position of God Emperor.

But he never imagined that the saint was actually their master's fiancee, Miss Xiyue.

Should they say that their master is too lucky?