The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

The southern housekeeper sneered quietly, and his knowledge was not waiting for him to speak. A low voice came from the door.

"Nalan Zhengze, what do you mean by this statement is that this king is blind, can't he see good or bad?"

The sound seemed to appear out of thin air, ringing in the ears of everyone in the main hall.

The sound is actually very pleasant, with a blushing magnetic sensation, and the tone does not fluctuate, even with a slight smile, but listening to Nalan Zhengze's ears, but let his legs tremble , Almost scared to fall to the ground.

At the next moment, everyone's eyes were on the main hall door, eyes straightened and breathing frozen.

I saw the dazzling light hit the back of the person at noon and shook everyone's eyes.

But the spirit of the coming person was not obscured by this glaring sunlight, as if he were a god above him, wandering in the human path, approaching the humble mortal like ants step by step.

Sunshine was slowly left behind by him, and everyone could see the face of the person.

Then came the sound of breathing together, this is a man so beautiful that he can't describe it with words.

Whether it is the eyebrows and facial features that have achieved the essence of the world, the tall and slender figure, or the glorious momentum of the world, it makes people have the urge to bow down and worship him.

This is Nangong Yu, Jinling's only master of infancy, and the true pinnacle, Pluto-Nangong Yu.

Especially after the battle of Liu Lizong, although the bloody smell on his body has been washed away, the killing gas is still imprinted in his bones, the breath, and even let him raise his hand and throw it in the room, all brought a person The frosty Sen Han is murderous.

As soon as Nangong Yu appeared, it attracted everyone's attention, and even made everyone stunned, even the atmosphere did not dare to show up.

Even Shangguanqi, who wanted to greet him with a smile, was afraid of stepping forward because of an inexplicable fear.

Nangong Yu's eyes fell on Suxi's body.

How long has it been since I saw his little girl?

In fact, it was only a month or two since the last time at the Broken Soul Mountain, but for Nangong Yu, it seemed to have passed a century or two.

His eyes were greedy and carefully patrolled on the body of Suxi.

At the beginning, it was regrettable that Xi'er didn't show that beautiful face, but when confronted with the cold Phoenix eyes, Nangong Yu also felt that no matter what kind of look is Suxi, he was Xi'er.

Even if this pair of yellow-faced skinny skin is not astonishing, he is extremely cute in his eyes, making him wish to rub it into his arms.

Nangong Yu longed to be close to Suxi, and naturally would not grieve herself, so she walked towards her.

As for the spooky sprites in this room, in his eyes was like non-existent air, and he was not put in his eyes at all.

Nalan Yurong looked at him obsessively from the beginning of Nangong Yu's appearance, a bang banging with confidence, almost popping out of her throat.

She studied art under the master of the void, and it is not that she has never seen an excellent man. Even her brothers and sisters are all talented young talents.

However, when Nalan Yurong met Nangong Yu, she knew that there was a man under the sky that no one else could catch up with.

Whether it was Nang Gongyu’s excellent appearance, his horrific cultivation that reached his infancy when he was only 20 years old, or his pretentious kingly spirit, Nalan Rong was heartened.