The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

"Baisha, such a simple method, do I need to teach you?"

The voice of the man in the red robe was so arrogantly cold, with the indifferent high above him, looking at the eyes of the couple Ouyang Zhixiong, it was more like watching two ants.

What he said made Ouyang Zhixiong's body tremble, and the unforeseen hunch was like a storm.

The man in white, known as Baisha, was overjoyed when he heard the words. He bowed toward the man in the red robe: "Young Master, my subordinates understand. You can rest assured that your subordinates and Heisha have been waiting for a long time. There are many ways to torture people!"

With that, Bai Sha made a casual look at the masked man in black next to him.

There was a fear in Ouyang Zhixiong's eyes. He held his wife tightly in his hand and shivered: "What do you want to do? I don't know Wuxing Lingzhu, I really don't know what Wuxing Lingzhu!!"

However, those men in black simply ignored what he was talking about.

They quickly stepped forward, kicked off Ouyang Zhixiong who was weak because of the seal, and then dragged Mrs. Ouyang.

Mrs. Ouyang shouted sharply, kicking with hands and feet, but Mrs. Ouyang was just an ordinary foundation period. How could he be the opponent of these golden masters.

Ouyang Zhixiong wanted to rush to catch his wife, but was kicked away by Baisha.

Baisha stepped forward and stepped on Ouyang Zhixiong who kept roaring, sneering: "Ouyang Zhixiong, if you want your wife to suffer less, it is better to obey Wuxing Lingzhu."

With that, under his feet, Ouyang Zhixiong felt only a sharp pain in his chest.

The ribs on his chest made Kerala's voice, and his body twitched suddenly.

"Master--!" Mrs. Ouyang saw Ouyang Zhixiong suffering, and immediately cried and tried to pounce on him.

But how could the black men who caught him do what she wanted.

Bai Sha's face was covered with a dark smile, and he bent down and grabbed Ouyang Zhixiong's hair, pulling him, grabbing him, and letting him look at his wife.

Low, with a deliberately squeaky sound ringing in my ears, like a urging voice from the eighteenth floor of hell, "Ouyang Zhixiong, it looks like your wife is old, but the cultivation is not high , But it still looks kind of beautiful."

"Although I am older, but my brothers have been suffering in this broken soul mountain for a month, now it is good to taste the taste of women. Not to mention, it is still the wife of the mighty general of the Jinling State, who can play with A woman with such a noble identity will certainly be very happy, right?

Ouyang Zhixiong's eyes widened fiercely, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared fiercely at the man next to him, "You... you dare! You are not allowed to touch Xiangyun or my wife... Otherwise I will never let you go... …"

"Hahaha..." Bai Sha saw his greasy expression and crimson eyes and laughed suddenly, "That's right, that's it, more excitement, more anger and despair..."

With that, he looked at the men in black with a cold and cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, "You guys don't hurry!"

"By the way, to prevent her from committing suicide, you should first break her meridians."

With that in mind, he seemed to remember something, and he said something meaningful: "I remember that the young son was also shocked by someone, and he lay in bed for half a year? Finally he was cured by Xi Yue."