The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Only on the blade of the dagger was there a strange purple light, which was smeared with highly toxic performance.

Feng Yunjing looked directly at Xuxi, his voice was low and soft, but it seemed to be brewing a sky storm: "Xi Yue, every time I see you, you can always give me unexpected surprises. However, my patience is limited .. Since you are toasting and don’t eat fines, don’t blame me!”

After he finished speaking, the spiritual power of his body suddenly skyrocketed, and the wound, which was originally full of purple energy, was instantly shrouded by powerful spiritual power.

The purple venom meets the spiritual power, just like encountering a nemesis, swallowed without a trace.

And on Feng Yunjing's face, there was no more cat-and-mouse tricks and tricks, and he became an overbearing crazy overbearing.

Suxi's heart sank a little bit.

Sure enough, in the face of Feng Yunjing, she did not have the ability to resist a little bit.

Even if it was a highly toxic blood to the lower-ranking warrior, it was used on Feng Yunjing, but it made him rush a little bit of pain at most.

Between the coagulation period and the infant period, it is an insurmountable sky.

The spiritual power on Feng Yunjing slowly condensed into a dense black mist.

Then a familiar black flag rose into the sky, hovering in the sky, getting bigger and bigger.

The whole heaven and earth seemed to become a dark cloud shrouded in clouds, with a bit of cold chill.

Suxi's face was gloomy, and he suddenly sacrificed a spirit fire and threw it towards the black flag streamer in the air.

The pale golden spirit fire wrapped around the corner of the flag streamer and seemed to burn the flag a little.

But soon, the thick black mist swallowed up the spirit fire.

Su Xiben didn't expect the spirit fire to hurt Feng Yunjing, while Feng Yunjing's attention was placed on the Raksha Banner.

Holding the Lishui sword, she rose into the sky and went straight towards Feng Yunjing.

Feng Yunjing directed the black mist to devour the spirit fire, and when he looked back, he saw the sword light in the distance. Not only was he not afraid, but a ridiculous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Suxi looked at the tip of the sword and was about to pierce Feng Yunjing's chest, but suddenly he felt awkward in his heart.

Then a breath that made her creepy appeared behind her, breathing steadily with a breath close to her, almost against her back.

In front of him, Feng Yunjing disappeared like a phantom, but behind her, a tall shadow slowly appeared.

Suxi was so shocked that she wanted to escape, but suddenly found out that some cold black air had penetrated into her limbs.

It was like a black chain that locked her limbs and prevented her from moving.

What is more terrible is that this cold black gas has not stopped, and her blood veins have slowly penetrated into her Dantian. For a time, Dantian’s original spiritual power seemed to be frozen and no longer functioning.

Suxi was pale with this cold black gas, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Feng Yunjing, what have you done to me?"

Behind him came the low laughter of Feng Yunjing, with incomparable jokes and complacent.

Suxi could feel Feng Yunjing taking a step forward, and then grabbed her waist from behind with one hand, dragging her into a hot embrace.

Feng Yunjing's lips were half against her ears, and she said slowly with a low voice: "This Raksha flag, I think Xi Yue should be no stranger? You had seen it in the large array of clouds and smoke that day. Awesome. It was just that the spiritual power could not be used at that time, so the power of the Raksha Banner could not be exerted to one-ten thousandth."