The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

However, he was shocked to see the scene in front of him.

Suxi was even inserting a needle into the dead body, and the needle was not enough. She took the hand and foot of the dead body over again, flew the needle again, and sewed all the limbs.

Inadvertently admit that this girl's appearance when she is focused on sewing needles is so holy and dazzling, like a god who can determine life and death from above.

After Xi Jia's broken limbs were sewn, except for a ring of stitched scars, there was no sign of being cut off.

However, this cannot be changed. The fact that Nalanxi has been too stimulated is close to collapse.

Otherwise, how could a normal person treat the corpse and carefully sew up the hands and feet where the corpse was cut?

The most terrible thing is that it was not enough for Suxi to sew one, and he also moved the other nine bodies to a clean corner, and then needled them one by one, and then stitched or healed their holes.

When she stitched the open body to the ninth servant, Wuxin finally couldn't help but took a step forward and whispered: "Princess, these people are already dead, you...please also mourn and change."

Suxi's sewing needles did not stop at all, but his long eyelashes lifted up, looking at Wuxin's tangled face, and his proud eyes looked at her, clearly as if he was watching a neuropathy.

Suxi ignored him, and he quickly treated all the traumas, and then took out a purple gold medicine tripod from the space.

The Zijin medicine tripod was only the size of a fist when it first appeared, but it got bigger and bigger when it touched the ground. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge furnace that could hold dozens of people.

Puxi poured the diluted spiritual spring water into the furnace without hesitation, and stopped until he poured most of the tripod.

She looked dumbfounded and unconsciously, and slowly said: "If you are standing on the side and it is really empty, then use the spirit fire to heat this furnace."

Unconscious, he was a little bit angry and angry.

He was a warrior in his infancy, and now the woman is calling him like a servant.

What's more, these people have clearly cut off their breaths, and there is no semi-spiritual power and life fluctuations all over the body. This woman is so tossed about what she wants to do.

Wu Xinqiang resisted the urge to slap this woman with a slap and said coldly: "Princess, I call you the princess to look at the owner's face. But you better not get into the feet, these people are obviously dead, you in the end Want me to remind you a few times..."

The unintentional words hadn't been finished yet, but the nose wings shrank suddenly, and an incredible light appeared in his eyes.

His body was stretched like a rock, and he didn't dare to move the whole body. His shocked eyes were fixed on the delicate face of the girl in close proximity.

Suxi held a cicada-like dagger in his hand, and the blade of the dagger exuded a strange emerald green cold light.

At this point the dagger was firmly attached to his neck, as if at the next moment, he would cut open his flesh and let the toxins penetrate into his body.

Wuxin's mood at this time can no longer be described as shock. Although he didn't have the full alert, he didn't open the spiritual shield.But after all, he was a warrior in Yuanying period, and a small warrior in the foundation period wanted to attack him, which should be a joke like a fantasy.

However, just now he didn't fully see how Suxi moved, and didn't even know how she could achieve the perfect hidden breath and figure, and appeared in front of him.