The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Yun Ying met her clear and watery eyes, and she was suddenly discouraged.

He raised his hand and touched on Xiaoya's head, and said softly: "It's okay, Brother thinks that if you have friends, don't want Brother!"

"Why?" The raccoon immediately smiled and said, "In the mind of the raccoon, Brother is always the second!"

"second?"

"Yes!" The little raccoon nodded decisively, breaking his fingers and saying, "The most important thing is definitely the young lady, so Brother is second."

Yun Ying: "..." He didn't know whether he should be happy or sad for his second-year-old.

The little raccoon was talking, and suddenly his eyes fell on the back of Yun Ying's hand, his face suddenly changed, "Ah, Brother, you are injured!"

Yunying looked down at her eyes, only to find a few words on the back of her hand.

It was probably scratched when I was just fighting with Yao Zhi.

But there was no toxin on the wound, so he laughed, "It's just a skin trauma, I will run my spiritual power, tomorrow..."

Before the words were finished, the little raccoon had already held up his hand, took out the trauma medicine made by Xi Yue from the space, and sprinkled it carefully.

At the same time, it also operates spiritual power, so that the wound can heal quickly.

"If you don't cure it right now, isn't Brother Brother still in pain for a long time?" The little raccoon said with a stretched face. "It still needs to be treated well. The lady said that the wound may be infected..."

Yun Ying looked at the small face in close proximity, and worried expression on that face, listening to her soft and glutinous voice chattering, a heart collapsed softly.

Forget it, second is second, as long as his little fox still has him in his heart, it is enough.

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A group of people hurried for a while, and the trees were slowly becoming sparse, and they were leaving the forest.

Ye Lingyu said excitedly: "Out of this forest, you can see Tai'an City from a distance..."

Before the words were finished, a woman suddenly shouted anxiously in the distance, "Help! Help me!..."

Ye Lingyu is obviously a passionate teenager, and he rushed up as soon as he heard someone calling for help.

What I saw was a woman in purple clothes with messy hair, looking like she was twenty years old.

Even in such an embarrassing situation, his hands and feet are exuded with a gentle temperament, and his appearance is extremely beautiful.

Behind the woman, dozens of men followed.

But the strange thing is that the eyes of these men are not golden, but a little red in the white.

Holding a weapon in his hand, he roared excitedly while attacking the woman in purple.

"You belong to the White Dragon tribe?" Ye Lingyu drew the woman in purple behind him and slammed towards the man who was killed. "Don't you know that this is the territory of my Golden Dragon Country? How dare you shout and kill here, it's alive Are you impatient?"

"Hahahaha...beauty, beauties... come and let the uncle enjoy it..."

"Xiaolong Zizi, get away with me... hand over the dragon behind you..."

The white dragons completely ignored Ye Lingyu's warning and attacked the two with red eyes. Their eyes were full of lewdness and desire, and there seemed to be no reason at all.

Ye Lingyu hurriedly raised his sword to resist, but the cultivation behavior of these white dragons was so high that he was not their opponent at all.

And there was a man's hand, which had been grabbed towards the chest of a purple-dressed woman, and she clamored, "Bitch, dare to run away, see me how to clean up you in a moment!"