The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Chen Laosi became even more angry, and when he mentioned the little boy, he would fall hard on the ground.

"Hey, Mr. Chen, don't be guilty. These children have spent a lot of elixir to become a culture medium. The culture medium can be taken alive. If you throw the precious culture medium to death, Watch out for your skin!"

Chen Laosi's face was awkward, and he suddenly pressed the little boy on the chopping board, and said with a smile: "Even if I can't be killed, I cut his hands and feet and let his blood bleed a little, is it alright?"

"Brother-brother -! Don't kill the elder brother...oooooooooooooooooooooo!"

The little boy on the cutting board kept struggling, but with his strength, where could he get rid of Chen Laosi's palm.

The little boy closed his eyes in despair as he saw the sword rising high, the blade coming closer and closer to him.

However, a moment later, the expected pain did not come.

Instead, he remembered a "bang" loud noise, the sound of a large knife falling to the ground.

Subsequently, the entire basement was messed up.

The little boy opened his eyes carefully, only to see the junction of light and shadow, and two figures flashed slowly.

The man walking in front was extremely delicate and beautiful, but there was a scar on his face. At this time, he was holding a flying sword in his hand.

And Chen Laosi, who was just preparing to deal with himself, was now rolling on the ground, holding his bloody broken arm, and uttered a painful wailing.

"Who are you? Do you know where this place is?!"

The basement was in chaos, and even the old men in refining medicine came around and screamed loudly.

Gu Liufeng chuckled and looked at the beasts of this group of human faces and beasts. His eyes were full of disgust and hatred, and he said coldly, "I am the one who came to kill you!"

As soon as the words fell, Sen Han's sword light burst like fireworks.

Wherever Jianguang went, the sound of wailing came one after another, the broken limbs flew with their arms broken, and the blood was splattering like bloody hell.

Puxi looked leisurely at the side, without any help at all.

In a blink of an eye, the strong man in the basement who was still killing the child was completely killed by Gu Liufeng.

Even if a few survivors survived, they broke their hands and broke their stomachs, which is more miserable than death.

The old men of the refining medicine panicked. Someone quietly detoured the west corner, trying to press the mechanism on the wall for help.

Suxi saw it coldly and wanted to release Ziming Youluo to stop it.

Who would have thought that before she shot, a small figure slammed towards the old man who wanted to press the organ.

The old man of refining medicine was knocked down on the ground and screamed screamingly. The little boy showed no mercy, grabbed a machete beside him, and severely cut him towards him.

Blood splattered, and a pungent warm liquid sprayed on the boy's face.

He stayed for a moment, but immediately recovered, there was no trace of fear in his eyes, only thick hatred and perseverance.

As soon as the little boy turned his back, he smiled at Suxi's eyes.

At the junction of darkness and light, the youth's skin is as smooth as sheep fat white jade, the lips are colorful, but the eyes are the spring water seeped with ice, clear but cold.

The beautiful red lips curled up slightly, watching him look so high, so careless, but also attracted him extra, making him long to be close.