The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Su Xi sneered and collected the remaining spars into the storage ring.The remaining spar only has more than three million yuan crystal, and Zhang Dezhong actually lost two million in two days.

Because of his hypnotized spirit, Zhang Dezhong knelt down on the ground, the whole person seemed to be stupid, and there was saliva in the corner of his mouth. The feces pulled out by the extreme fear was even more smelly, making him look more beggar than the street beggar. Also miserable.

Puxi looked at him with no disgust, but rather cold like a poisoned blade, shimmering with a cold purple awn.

The palm of his hand was gently attached to Zhang Dezhong's back. When the internal force violently induced vomiting, the shadowless needle that had remained in Zhang Dezhong's brain flew back to her.

Almost at the same moment, she had an extra dagger in her hand, and ran across the meridian and throat of Zhang Dezhong's body quickly and incoherently.

Suddenly, blood spewed and howling.

Yes, Zhang Dezhong came awake. He looked at Suxi with horror. There was no more resentment in his eyes, only despair and prayer.

Suxi raised his bloody dagger to his eyes and gently touched the blood on it, then he smiled casually and said, "Master Zhang, are you not interested in selling people as slaves? Today, I will Let you taste it yourself."

"Ah-! Ah-!" Director Zhang wanted to scream and beg for mercy, but he found he couldn't make any sound at all, and his body with his veins cut off was completely unable to move.

Suxi’s smile was even brighter, even though she still wore a yellowish camouflage on her face, she also looked so bright and charming, "Are you afraid of seeing the blood in this place? Don’t worry, you are a cultivator, and the body has spiritual power. Nourish, this little injury will not make you fatal at all. It's just that the meridians of your whole body have been cut off by me. Don't want to move and talk in this life."

Zhang Zhang’s eyes protruded like dead fish eyes, and the whole person was twitching and convulsing because of panic and despair. His eyes were full of prayers, as if to say: kill me!kill me!

"Master Zhang, don't worry, you didn't kill me at the beginning, how could I be willing to kill you! Are you worried that you will become a waste person, and it won't be easy to sell in the pig market? Ha ha, how could it be?"

Pu Xi said with a smile Yan Yan took the first two steps and looked down at him from the top. He spit out the words that pushed him into the abyss. "Many people in the pig market want to use the body of the warrior to do various experiments, and some people need Breeding such a "pig" as a carrier to remove impurities and toxins from spars and spirit plants for yourself. Mr. Zhang only needs to lie on the bed in the next life and someone will raise it. Someone will be waiting. Shouldn't you thank me for finding you Is it such a good destination?"

Because the aura in the air is thin, the warriors all need to use spar and spirit plant to improve their cultivation. However, most spar and spirit plant contain impurities and toxins, so they cannot be used without restriction. They must be absorbed while expelling impurities in the body. Of course, it will still affect the body of the warrior, and will slow down the speed of cultivation.

Therefore, some rich people came up with the concept of "hog", let "hog" absorb the aura in the spar, take the toxin-bearing spiritual plant, and then the master directly draws the aura from the "hog". There are no after-effects and accelerated the speed of spiritual practice.

As for how painful and miserable the "hog" slaves that have accumulated a lot of impurities and toxins in their bodies, they are beyond the scope of the master's consideration.

Zhang Dezhong grew up with a clicking sound in his mouth, leaving muddy blood and tears in his eyes, but it was all gray.

He never imagined that it was just a moment of greed that actually let him fall to such an end!I knew... I knew...