The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Qingluan's cold eyes glanced at the group of people around them, and his eyes were full of contempt. "It's just a group of people in common, and it's still a bit of a look at the Jindan mid-term. Miss, let me clean up the gold first. Dan old man."

"No need!" Puxi took out the Lishui sword lightly, and the voice was soft and beautiful, like a wind chanting, "I'm too lazy to consume them, I just breathe a sigh of relief and solve it all."

As soon as the words fell, she suddenly burst into a sky of purple vines.

The vines are like tornadoes, and wherever they go, the walls and roof of the study are completely wiped out.

Flying stones and rubble fell one after another, and scattered Nalan Zhengze and others, but they didn't fall on Suxi at all.

Nalan Zhengze and Nalan Shengming were in a state of embarrassment, but they didn't even care about wiping the dust on their faces, but they stared at Nalan Puxi in horror.

The girl was weak and not astonishing, but the crazy and powerful spiritual power was so powerful that Nalan Shengming felt terrified.

Nalan Zhengze's feelings at this time are more frightening and crazier than Naran Ziyun's face just under the iron helmet.

no no!This is impossible!

That was Nalan Puxi. Although he tortured her, he secretly instructed the servants to abuse her and watched her live pigs and dogs.But she never relaxed her surveillance.

Nalan Puxi is so weak, so incompetent, so useless.

How could this be in front of him, can exude strong spiritual pressure, so that he can produce an irresistible desperate girl!

"You... who are you? You are not Nalanxi, who are you?"

Nalan Zhengze made a hoarse scream, as if persuading others, as if persuading himself.

Pu Xi smiled softly, and the purple vines instantly gathered like consciousness and returned to her body.

She looked at Nalan Zhengze coldly, the father who had made Nalan Puxi admire and had a long-awaited hope, a cold and cruel smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Of course I am Nalan Puxi, my dear father, you have watched me for seventeen years, don't you even know me now?"

Her voice was suddenly cold, and the voice was bright and pleasant, but strangely chilly, as if from the eighteenth floor of hell.

"I am Nalan Puxi, but it is no longer the original Nalan Puxi. The original Nalan Puxi has been forced to death by your group of beasts, and now standing in front of you is Nalan crawling back from hell Suxi, are you ready to repay the debt you owe?"

As soon as the words fell, the Lishui sword rose into the sky.

Just before Nalan Zhengze and Nalan Shengming hadn't responded, the sword rain spread across the sky.

Jian Yu Fei Hua, Wan Jian penetrating heart!

Even in Broken Soul Mountain, this trick of Suxi can easily kill a fifth-order Warcraft.

What's more, after experiencing the Battle of the Broken Soul Mountain and retreating to practice, her strength is no longer comparable to that day.

The rain of swords in the sky is like a desperate spell, like a call of death.

Before these warriors had responded, they had penetrated their bodies directly.

Some people even looked at Puxi with a contemptuous expression on their faces, thinking that she was a little girl, no matter how powerful she was.

However, before their expressions changed, they felt a sudden pain in their bodies.

Then he completely lost consciousness.