The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

The image slowly zoomed in, and you were about to see the person. Suddenly, the halo above was undulating like a wave of water.

"Cough--!" Jun Yueze's complexion turned pale, but his lips were red, as if bleeding.

"Master! How are you?" Ji Weicheng held Jun Yueze worriedly, trying to send him spiritual power, but he was afraid to dare.

Because he knew that Jun Yueze's body could not bear the spiritual power of a warrior or a monk.

Gluttony blinked and said, "What happened?"

Jun Yueze took out a pill medicine, and his face returned to the normal color. "I can't find her specific location. I can only roughly know that she is in the southwest of Qingyun Realm."

"Master, you've never seen this happen before," Ji Weicheng worried. "What's the matter?"

Jun Yueze’s expression was still faint, but there was a little more thought in his eyes, "There are only two situations where I cannot be divested. One is that this person is deeply involved with me, and I cannot divest myself; the other Yes, the fortune of this man is far more than me, deeper than me."

"She is a real god!"

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In a remote valley to the north of the Dark Beast Thousand Beast Forest, Xiyue landed on the grass with An Lingyao and others.

An Lingyao whistled as soon as he landed.

Soon, several figures hurried over in the depths of the valley.

"Yao'er, didn't I ask you to escort Yan'er to the Yueyue Palace? Why are you here... Yan'er?! You, how come you come back?"

An Lingyan knelt down towards the coming person, her voice choked with sobs: "Grandpa, it's because Yan'er is bad, so you can't even return home."

Xi Yue's eyes fell on the coming person, this is a gray-haired old man.

Although cultivation is a distracting period, the whole person looks extremely old, with deep pain and fatigue in the eyes.

An Lingyan called his grandfather, then, is he the father of An Lingyue, is his body's grandfather An Lingyang?

Xi Yue's eyes were a little complicated, and it seemed as if he was pressed against something deep in his heart.

These people may be the only blood relatives she and Koike have left in this world, but these loved ones are not going well now.

Anling Yang raised An Lingyan with red eyes, and learned the cause and effect of the matter from An Ling Yao's mouth.

When he heard that Anlingshuang and his wife had been killed by people from the Jinwu tribe, Anlingyang couldn't help it anymore, and he was crying.

"How could this be? How could this be?" Anling Yang came to Anling and wept bitterly from the sky. "What the hell did our Anling family do? Why did God do this to us?"

Anling Yuan is the father of An Lingyao and the elder brother of An Lingshuang.

He has loved this sister since he was a child, and this sister is also clever and sensible and filial to the family. Unexpectedly, it ended like this.

How can you make him hateless?

An Lingyao supported his father and choked: "Dad, Grandpa, don't be sad, at least Junjun and An'an are still alive, aunt and uncle and there are still. Our Anling family, there is hope."

An Lingyang stumbled over to the two unconscious children, gently stroking the heads of his grandchildren and grandchildren, tears and tears.

He vigorously probed the bodies of the two children and said hoarsely: "Yaoer, Yaner, fortunately you rushed in time, otherwise, Junjun and An'an may also suffer misfortune. They had been seriously injured and now can It’s a miracle to get better slowly.”