The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

The man in black glanced at him, but at that glance, it was as if he were looking at a dead creature with no life mechanism, with a carelessness that didn't put in his eyes at all, "Go away."

It was a simple word, but it almost made Puxi smile.

She has always been used to it, and it is the first time she has encountered a guy who is colder and more arrogant than her.

Suxi put his hands on his chest, seemingly smiling: "Why?"

The expression of the man in black still does not fluctuate. His eyes are faint: "If you want to live, get away; if you want to die, you can also try to stay."

"I'm so embarrassed." Xu Xi raised his mouth, and his voice was cold, "I don't want to die, but I don't want to roll. So there is another way, you roll!"

The man in black heard that Gu Jing's eyes were finally loose, as if a layer of frost had condensed.

He squinted, and the whole person seemed to disappear in place, attacking towards Puxi.

Su Xi flashed in the eyes of Suxi, and his figure moved quickly.

For a time, the room seemed to turn into countless afterimages of Suxi, and surrounded the men in black.

The man in black raised his eyebrows slightly, and the contempt and indifference in his eyes took away a little bit and turned into a dignity.

At the next moment, countless Suxi attacked the men in black.

In the Long Yuncheng, the crystal-like fingers bloom like soft lotus leaves, but when attacked in front of you, it carries a creepy and terrifying killer.

In the dormitory of the Academy of Theological Medicine, you can practice and do it without destroying the building.

Therefore, the contradictions between ordinary students will be resolved through melee combat, otherwise a spell will be used and the entire dormitory area must collapse.

Suxi's previous life was a killer, she had full confidence in her close combat level.

So far, with the exception of Nang Gongyu, she has not fallen out of the way in pure fighting, including the original Feng Yunjing. In the Bai Caoyun smoke fan formation, if there is no black flag, only the one-sided beating.

But the black man in front of him, shocked by his body style and fighting skills.

I have tried my best, but the man in black seems to have been able to handle it all the time.

The most important thing is that the thin layer of spiritual power attached to the hands and body of the man in black seems to put on armor for him, so that his attack can't hurt him.

However, in the Miluo continent, how many people can control the spiritual power into armor at will?Even if it is the peak of the Yuan baby period, it may not be able to do it?

The man in black struggled with Suxi for a while, his eyes flashed slightly, and the spiritual power of the whole person suddenly exploded, quickly covering Puxi with it.

Suxi was limited by his spirit domain, and his movements stopped for a moment.

A pair of cold, rough palms instantly choked her throat, pressed her whole back, and pressed her against the wall.

Puxi only felt a sweet throat, and a trace of blood was spilled from the corner of his mouth.

The man's cold breath spit on her face, looking down upon her eyes without a touch of human emotion, "You are not my opponent."

In this situation, not only did he not panic, but he laughed unscrupulously, "Is it? But what about it?"

The black man was stunned, and suddenly felt a slight tingling from under his neck.

He lowered his head in amazement, and saw that the clothes on his neckline had fallen into pieces, and there was a small scar between his collarbone and his neck, just next to the carotid artery.