The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Suxi cursed in his heart, but instead had a mocking smile on his face: "It depends on whether you have this skill!"

As soon as the voice fell, her figure shook, she had freed herself from the shackles of the man and appeared a meter away.

His hands flipped like a phantom, and dozens of shadowless needles shot mercilessly like the man in front of him.

However, in Suxi's expectation, the scene where the man was shot as a hedgehog did not appear.

I saw the shadowless needle, which was shot like light and shadow, and stopped moving when it reached the three-inch range of the Xuanyi man's body, as if he had been fixed.

The man is self-satisfied and chic, his slender fingers stretch out gently, and he pinches one of the small needles in his hand.

He looked at the silver needle in his hand with emotion, and felt a cold breath spread through his fingertips.

"This needle has some meaning. It is made of Wannian Xuan Bing, um, it seems that it also incorporates some more magical spiritual power, so it can hurt the monks during the Qi training period and the early foundation period?"

"However, your gadgets are useless to me."

The man's hand was as slender as jade, with distinct bones and a pinch of fingertips. The shadowless needle turned into gas in his hand and disappeared without a trace.

Suxi's complexion became ugly. At the next moment, she only noticed a flower in front of her. The man who was still in the distance suddenly came close and grabbed her wrist.

Suxi's expression changed greatly, his body flew into the sky, his body was like a cat, and he wanted to break free of his restraint.

However, the man in Xuanyi moved faster than her, her long arms stretched, and two fingers did not know how to hook her belt, and she brought the person back to her arms in one breath: "How, this king’s ability Are you still satisfied?"

Warm breath spit in the ear, the right hand holding the needle was clasped behind, and the body was forced to press firmly on the strong chest, completely unable to move.

Su Xi's face was flushed and he snarled loudly: "Let go!"

But her struggle only made the contact between the two bodies more and more ambiguous. The man's eyes with a hint of laughter were darkened by this fiery friction.

He leaned down, breathing hot and humid, as if smiling: "Little girl, if you move again, I will act as if you are seduce me..."

The voice did not fall, but the handsome face of the man's evil charm suddenly fell.

He let go of his empty hand and looked sideways at his shoulder.There was an inconspicuous silver hairpin inserted, the hairpin pierced the shirt and plunged into the flesh, and the bright red liquid soaked the black shirt.

The man slowly raised his head, his eyes fell on the girl with a cold smile not far away, a pair of clear and dangerous eyes narrowed.

This little girl actually hurt him!

Even if the cultivation practice is not used, only the physical martial arts, the entire Jinling country can hurt him very few people, let alone in the hands of a mortal girl who has no cultivation.

Suxi stepped barefoot on the bed and stepped on the foot of the bed. Her coat was free from the wind and her small wax-yellow face was covered with rumours: "It's up to you? Want to make me satisfied.

But at the next moment, Suxi's complexion changed suddenly. A strong sense of oppression swept over like a violent wind and waves. The internal organs seemed to be stirred and crushed by a giant hand, and the pain was hard to bear.

The blood on his face quickly faded away, the trembling that the body could not contain, and finally he couldn't help it anymore, "wow" spit out a blood.

This is the coercion of the high-level warrior. In front of such coercion, Suxi felt like a tiny ant, and he would be crushed into ash anytime, anywhere.