The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Standing next to Xuanwu was a young man wearing a moon white cannon. His eyes were clear and handsome, but his expression was like ice, and his whole body exuded the momentum that no one should enter.

Suxi has a kind of intuition, this man's strength is stronger than Qinglong, and his temperament is very cold and unruly, but he does not know who it is.

When her eyes fell on the third person, she was slightly startled.She had actually seen this person, and she still had a deep impression.It was in the gluttonous hall that the desirelessness to host the auction.

She didn't want to see her looking up, smiled slightly at the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were deep and dull, making people completely guess what he thought.

Seeing the coming of Puxi, Qinglong didn't even bother to say hello and said directly, "You come with me."

The door of the room was pushed open instantly, and Puxi followed, and as soon as he walked into the room, he felt a rolling heat wave coming.

Dense beads of sweat came out of his forehead, and Suxi frowned, and quickly transported a little water to resist it, which made me feel more comfortable.

Qinglong saw the pure spiritual power exuded from her body, slightly surprised in her eyes, and explained in her mouth: "The cold poison in the host's body has begun to invade the lungs. We have tried our best to suppress it, but all have little effect."

Just across the corner, a huge bed came into view, the smoke above the bed was evaporating, and the temperature became higher and higher, and it was Nang Yu who was lying between the smoke.

Seeing Nangong Yu's first glance, Puxi's pupils shrank suddenly.

The man on the bed was only wearing a white silk robes, his hair was scattered, his eyes were closed, and he could be seen from a distance. His handsome face was like a jade sculpture. The room was obviously hot and scorching, but he There was no trace of blood on his face, but it seemed to be white and frozen.

Suxi has never seen such a Nangong Yu.

In her impression, Nangong Yu is always elegant, evil, rogue, and wanton, but at the moment, Nangong Yu seems to be so fragile, as if it will break up when touched.

Not waiting for Qinglong to greet, Suxi quickly stepped forward and grasped Nangong Yu's wrist.

So ice!Suxi's hand shook slightly, she was clearly holding the wrist, but the touch was like holding a cold jade just taken out of the refrigerator.And this cold, when touched, there is a general illusion that will penetrate into his bone marrow.

Su Xi settled his mind, slowly penetrated the spiritual power from the pulse, and began to swim around his body.

Yixiang passed, and Suxi still maintained this posture, but her brows were more and more tight.

Qinglong was so anxious to watch on the side that he wanted to interrupt Suxi several times to inquire about her master's condition, but was afraid that it would disturb her treatment, which would be bad for the master.

Just when his patience almost reached its limit, Su Xi finally let go of his hand slowly, but his frowning still didn't let go.

Qinglong quickly asked: "How is the master? Can heal it?"

If even the Xiyue doctor who cured Ouyang Haoxuan was helpless, they could only ask Elder Cheng of the Doctors Association, the master of Suzaku.But in this way, the situation of the Master and Master will be known to others, and by then, the Hades Palace will never be able to maintain such a transcendent status.The master may also cause a greater scourge of murder.

Thinking of this, Qinglong's hand holding the sword was clenched tightly, and the eyes looking at Suxi had unconsciously brought a trace of hope.