The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

"But..." Nangong Yu's eyes fell on Suxi's torn clothes, and he gently murmured: "You dare to touch Xi'er, you dare to touch Xi'er! You just broke your limbs, how is it enough How about it!"

Speaking of which, Nang Gongyu's voice has become tyrannical and crazy.

As soon as the words fell, I saw a watermelon-sized stone not far away suddenly soaring into the air and reached a very high height, and then fell straight down, actually hitting the center of Mr. Liao's crotch.

Suddenly, flesh and blood splashed, and the pelvic bones shattered, making a creaking noise.

Mr. Liao was already out of breath, but the blow made him scream again in short despair, and finally passed out.

Nangong Yu packed up Mr. Liao, and his eyes slowly fell on the black men who had been desperately running away.

The men at this time could almost be said to crawl and crawl towards the place where Fenglian Ying and Liu Lizong disciples shrank.

They rolled and crawled, crying and shouting, "Fairy Lotus, Miss Feng, help! Help us!"

Some people asked Nangong Yu to ask for forgiveness, "Master Pluto, we are only in the name of Master, and we haven't touched Miss Xiyue, we really don't have it! Ooo..."

Nangong Yu held Suxi in one hand and sword in the other, and walked slowly towards the crowd.

His posture seemed to be a walk in a leisurely court, without any spiritual fluctuations around him, but where the cold eyes reached, there were two battles that scared everyone.

Feng Lianying has been staring at Nangong Yu since he appeared. At this time, he watched him walking around holding Suxi, and finally he could not help crying, "Brother Yu, do you want to kill me? I do this Everything is because I love you!"

"For so many years, I have been by your side. I always thought that I would be your wife. If it wasn't for Xi Yue, a bitch woman, you would be my husband and love me!"

"Brother Yu, that's just a lowly and humble woman. It's no good for you to marry her. Only me, only me, is worthy of you!"

Nangong Yu looked up at her and smiled coldly: "Have you finished?"

Fenglian Ying shuddered at his cold red bloodthirsty eyes, Ling Ling, but his voice screamed more hysterically, "Brother Yu, do you want to kill me for this bitch?"

"I'm the young patriarch of the Liuli Sect, the eldest lady of the Feng family, my dad is still your life-saving benefactor, just for such a shameless slut, you will kill me? Brother Yu, you are not afraid that the Feng family will ask you to settle the bill ?"

"What’s more, this bitch woman has just been insulted by others. She was born a bitch, and she is very passionate about Mr. Liao and those men. Her body is already occupied, hahaha... For such a shameless woman, Brother Yu, why do you..."

Feng Lianying's words were not finished yet, and Nangong Yu's sword had been gently swung out.

A lightly and skillfully sword, but the mountain shakes, the wind churning cloud remains.

The terrifying darkness threatened everyone, and under the sword light, Fenglian Ying and her fellow brothers vomited blood.

Afterwards, there was another Daoguang that crossed their bodies and faces mercilessly.

Feng Lianying's clothes were cut by Jianguang, and her body was constantly showing scars. The appearance of the scar was very similar to the whip wound on Suxi's body.