The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

The man glared at Shen Qingsong, then slowly stepped forward and extended his hand towards Puxi: "At the lower Qingxiamen Shen Sen, thank you for saving your son in Fenglongyu. Have you not consulted your son's name? "

Puxi reached out and shook his hand, the expression on his face was calm and calm, "Xiaxiyue."

Shen Sen soon looked at the young man even more.

Not only because he rescued Shen Qingsui, but also because he seemed to be the foundation-building period, but he was not humble and calm in the face of the spiritual pressure he quietly released.

And knowing that Qingxiamen is one of the four major gates of Miluo mainland, and her son has a special status, but she has no intention of complacency.

Shen Jingsui heard the name of Xu Xi self-reporting, but she chewed the word "Xi Yue" several times at the tip of her tongue.

She secretly looked at the young man in front of her. Qing Jun was elegant, outstanding, Jiao Jiao was comparable to Yue Hua, and Lang Lang was better than Tian Shan Xue.

Such a beautiful boy, even in Shen Qingshou's fantasy, never appeared.

Moreover, he was still so brave and so powerful that he saved himself from the nightmare of hell.

Shen Jingsui thought of this, a flushed face flushed even more, and he didn't even dare to glance at Suxi at will.

She dragged Shen Sen's sleeve, lowered her small head, and occasionally lifted her eyes to peek at Suxi, and said mosquitoes: "I don't know if Xi Gongzi came to participate in the hunting competition?"

"Exactly."

"That... me... my brothers and I also came to participate in the hunting competition." Shen Jing was full of expectation. "It's not as good as us to go to the registration place. If... If the number drawn is closer, maybe The location of the transmission will be closer."

The Hunting Contest enters the Broken Soul Mountain by teleportation array, and enters the game field in order according to the number drawn, but the teleportation position is random.Therefore, the numbers that have not been drawn are closer, and finally the position where the footing is sent will be closer.

Shen Sen coughed a low voice, holding back the smile and not piercing the careful thoughts of his niece, "If Xi Xiong did not accompany him, why not go to the venue with us?"

Suxi did not hesitate and nodded. Compared to being alone, being able to be with Qingxiamen's people saved her a lot of trouble.

Several people walked all the way through the crowd, walking slowly towards the palace not far away.

This journey was not long, but it made Shen Sen's impression of the young man named Xi Yue better and better.

He has a beautiful face, a clear voice, and he is neither humble nor overbearing. He does not have the slightest inferiority and cynicism that a low-level martial arts practitioner would have.

Moreover, Shen Sen talked to him about some cultivation matters, originally intended to instruct him, so as to give a little kindness.

Who knows that after some conversation, Xi Yue's understanding of cultivation and the Dantian meridian actually benefited himself a lot.

As for the Qingxiamen disciples who followed Shen Sen, they had been chatting around Xiyue, and almost completely forgot that he was only a low-level warrior in the foundation period.

"Xi Xiong, why do I always feel a little astringency in the knees of my legs when I practice the basic skills of the water system. And as the cultivation level is higher, the astringency on the knees gradually becomes pain."

Suxi glanced at the young disciple, looked at his appearance, and probed his knees with his spiritual strength. Then he said lightly: "Your constitution is cold and the water system exercises are negative, so it is so damp and cold Qi will stagnate at your joints."