The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Suxi looked impatiently at the ups and downs in the middle of the dormitory. Although they tried hard to suppress the two people who would demolish the dormitory in the next moment, they coldly said: "You are going to fight, who will destroy the things in the dormitory , Give me ten times the compensation, and, since you like to demolish the house so much, go to the grass in the yard that night and sleep on the ground!"

As soon as Suxi's voice fell, the two who had been inseparable were quickly separated.

The same cold-faced two looked at each other, their eyes met in the air, as if they could make a crackling spark.

Nangong Yu said coldly: "Go out?"

Xuan Mu did not hesitate to fight: "Go!"

As soon as the words fell, the two people's figures had disappeared in the dormitory.

Tong Bing was dumbfounded. He looked at Xuxi, his face full of disbelief: "Brother Xiyue, I...I didn’t mean to let you stop them? Why do you...you let them go out to fight? Don’t you worry? Will Brother Xuanmu be injured?"

Suxi closed his eyes and entered a state of cross-legs. He only said lightly: "Relax, they can't die. Even if they are half dead, I can save people."

Having finished speaking, Su Xi no longer managed Tong Bing on the side, and quickly entered a state of meditation and practice.

I don’t know why. Recently, she always felt that her original cultivation practice was blocked, as if it was slowly advancing, and it was getting closer and closer to the real Jindan period.

Suxi even felt that she was only separated by a thin film from the Jindan period, but she couldn't find a way to break through the thin film for a while.

Tong Bing watched Suxi close his eyes indifferently and meditated, only feeling a moment of disappointment in his heart.

He hurried to the door, looking at the dark night sky faintly, expecting Xuan Mu to return safely early.

He didn't understand, why could Xiyue be so cruel?Ming Xuan Mu was his partner with him day and night, but Xi Yue didn't care about Xuan Mu's life or death at all. Even a bed in the dormitory was more important than Xuan Mu in Xi Yue's eyes.

Xiyue has treated Xuanmu so indifferently, why... why is Xuanmu so good to Xiyue?

Time passed by one minute and one second, the night was getting deeper and deeper, and Tong Bing's feet were getting more and more count.He has been standing here for almost two hours.

Suddenly, Puxi on the bed opened his eyes and stared at the front, slowly converging the breath around him.

At the next moment, two figures suddenly appeared in the room.

Seeing the two who had left for two hours, Suxi could not help but laugh.

For the first time, she saw Nangong Yu so embarrassed.

Although he wore a mask on his face, even the mask could not cover the injuries on his face.

Even the clothes on his body had become tattered, revealing a *** chest and small wounds inside.

Compared with Nangong Yu, Xuan Mu's situation is not much better.

He had more than a bruise on his face, a piece of brow on his forehead, and his clothes were equally ragged, and there was a bloody smell on his body. It was awkward, and he seemed to have been beaten.

Suxi clenched his fists with one hand against his lips, coughed and suppressed a laugh, and leaped from the bed. He asked aloud, "What's the matter? Isn't it fun?"

Neither of them spoke.

Nangong Yu even put Suxi in her arms smoothly, bowed her head and kissed her on the cheek, then smiled provocatively at Xuan Mu.