The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife
1681 Too Late
With that wave, the god can let them die without burial, and the soul will fall to hell forever.
The Lou family was not much better, the body shivered and kept going back.
For thousands of miles, the spiritual power of the dark line, and the power of destruction of this man, has completely destroyed their confidence, and only fear and despair are left.
They suddenly regretted that the source of wood is precious, but for the cause of such a terrible existence, the whole family is almost wiped out. How can they accept it?
However, there is no regret medicine in the world.They are destined to pay a heavy price for what they do.
Lou Canghai trembled: "I... we don't want the root of the wood, we can offer the treasure of the Lou family, then... that is Nirvana Gu that can bring the dead back to life, as long as you spare us, I... I am willing to offer on……"
The guardians of the Qingteng clan also shouted, "I...we are willing to take the supreme atonement..."
In the dark night, Nang Gongyu laughed lowly, his eyebrows drooping, and no sorrow could be seen, but anyone who saw the dark and silent eyes would feel the master of those eyes, the heart-breaking. Grief, madness with a heart as gray as death.
"It's too late, everything is too late!"
Nangong Yu's eyes widened abruptly, and the black gas on the top of Cangshan Mountain seemed to sense the master's call and suddenly swept towards Lou Canghai and others.
"You all go to hell!"
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In the sea of lava.
There were curling flames all around, and from time to time magma boiled and made a popping sound, and red bubbles appeared.
In a sea of fire, the girl's petite figure curled up, as if shrouded in a halo.
Feng Yu Tian Yi has disappeared automatically and returned to the space. The girl at this time only wore a thin plain white shirt, so weak and lonely.
The flame thundered and burned on the girl, but there was a subtle energy from the girl's Dantian area, which enveloped the small figure to prevent her from being burned by the flame.
Suddenly, a figure flashed slowly, floating around the girl.
The red robe gently stroked the flames rising from the sea of lava, but the flames receded quickly as if they had met a nemesis.
In the blink of an eye, the flames and magma disappeared and the temperature dropped in this world.
In the light of fire, the figure of a young man was reflected, but his face was lost in light and shadow, but he couldn't see it.
Only the long hair, which was not bound by any hairpins, was scattered behind him, like a running ink, reflecting a shallow halo, and people could not help but look at the black hair.
The man in red stretched out his hand, and the girl in the halo slowly floated towards him, floating in front of him.
A girl in plain clothes curled up, her face pale as snow, and her long eyelashes hung quietly, covering the pair of thrilling and clear phoenix eyes.
At this time, the girl seemed so weak and harmless, like the snow falling from the sky, falling on the bright red plum. When the snow and ice melted, it would turn into crystal tears at any time.
The man in red stretched out his hands, which were a pair of slender, jade-shaped hands, like the most exquisite artwork made of sheep fat white jade, gleaming in the firelight.
That hand gently touched the girl's face, soft and delicate, with a warm touch.