The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife
Chapter 3 Asura from Hell
There was a moment of silence in the room, and everyone was stunned by the scene before them.
"She... is she dead?" someone exclaimed, opening the cage and dragging her out to sniff her nose.
"Smelly girls, toasting and not eating fine wine, it's really guilty!" One of them kicked on the young girl fiercely, and sipped a bit angrily. "Unfortunately, there is only this furnace today. interest!"
Mr. Jiang squatted down and touched the girl's smooth skin and measured it: "Even if you can't be a furnace, this thin skin and tender meat peeled off to make a dough drum..."
Before the words fell, Jiang's second hand touched the girl suddenly.
The turbid eyes faced a pair of dark phoenix eyes that looked like hell abyss.
"She... she's not dead!" someone exclaimed.
At the next moment, everyone heard Jiang Lao Er uttering a terrible howl: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...
I saw that Jiang Er's hand, which had been touching the girl's hand, fell softly, and if it was soft below the elbow, there was no bones, but... all the bones were shattered.
Everyone froze for a while, staring at the disheveled girl slowly stood up.
The female slave who had just weeped weakly and shivered in the cage, was like an evil Shura returning from the fire of hell, and the blood on the forehead gurgled down like a red poppy bloom.
The cold air of Sen Han, pervading in the room, is like a sickle swayed by death, which makes people instinctively fear.
"You... who the hell are you?"
As soon as the voice fell, a sharp cold flash flashed, and the sound of "Kara" actually caused someone to have his neck broken, his eyes wide open, and his breath cut off.
"You... don't come over--!"
"Hurry and call the guards of the gluttonous restaurant over here!"
There was a chaos in the auction room of the auction items. These people fled wildly, and even forgot that they were first-order martial arts martial artists, and even forgot that the female slave had just shrunk in the cage and let them bully.
But who can escape the death scythe?
No!
Everyone only felt that a cold, biting cold wind was passing by, and it was too late to respond, and there was severe pain in the neck, and blinked and lost consciousness.
Ten breaths, just a short ten breath, this room is already full of dead people, silent.
The girl was barefoot and stepped on one of the corpses, her expression was cold, her eyes dark, and she murmured silently: "It's really a scourge for thousands of years, and I'm still alive."
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In the gluttonous hall of Yanjing City, the weak and poor slave girl was bullied to death, and then opened her eyes, but it has become a gold medal killer in the 21st century-Puxi.
At the moment of crossing, Puxi received all the memories of the original owner.
The original owner was called Nalan Puxi and unexpectedly had the same name as her.
However, unlike Xu Xiu, who was so stunning, Nalan Xuxi was born in the Jinling Kingdom, which advocates military force and cultivation. Her father is a famous magician in the world, but she is a waste spirit root and cannot be cultivated. Talent of learning medicine.
Nalan Puxi's biological mother died shortly after giving birth to her. At a very young age, she was distributed to her dilapidated courtyard by her mother-in-law.The evil slaves in the other courts saw her as powerless and wasteful. She deprived her of food and clothing, and even often abused her to lash her out, even the slaves she had passed.
But this is the case, but the people of the Nalan family still let her go.