The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

After speaking, Xiyue turned around and left without saying anything.

The unknown sat quietly in the place, as if petrified, and it took him a long time to pick up the already-cooled tea and put it in his lips.

The wicker fell down, brushing his delicate eyebrows and ruddy lips, depicting a gorgeous landscape.

A low voice sounded, as if murmuring, and as if from a distant dream, "Happiness? How long has it been since I heard someone have said this before me? Xiyue, do you want me to be happy?"

"Then you better stay by my side, look at me, guard me, let me experience true happiness, otherwise, I can't guarantee that I will not make the world happy, in exchange for my happiness."

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After the conversation with the unknown, Xiyue did not return to her dormitory, but came to the front of the cliff again.

The magical energy here is very harmful to the warriors and monks, but for Ziming Youluo, it is a great supplement.

Put Xiaozi aside and let it absorb itself. This time Xiyue couldn't help but approached the cliff a few meters, and the probe looked down.

It is said that this cliff is one of the entrances to the demon world. Anyone who jumps will lose their minds and become the lowest order monster.

Xiyue held her breath firmly and operated spiritual power to expel the invading magic, but still felt poor breathing, as if a hand was holding her heart tightly, letting her forehead ooze out the fine sweat Beads.

She was about to retreat, and suddenly felt a strange throb in the depths of her consciousness, as if it were a call from the depths of the blood.

The footsteps were abrupt, and the body that wanted to retreat took two steps forward.

What is the distant call, the ties of blood, the surge of the contract?What attracted her under the cliff?Calling her?

Just when Xiyue was about to take a step forward in a trance, suddenly his arm was suddenly pulled and pulled into a wide embrace.

A familiar cold breath rushed across the face, Xi Yue stared blankly and raised his head, then met Ji Mingyu's angry face.

"What do you want to do?!" Ji Mingyu could hardly control her voice and the panic in her words. "You know what is below this? I said, you are mine. No one can hurt me." , Including yourself!"

Xi Yue was a little dumbfounded. From the moment he met Ji Mingyu, this man has been calm and self-sustaining, with little expression on his face.

But at this moment, she could see the blue muscles of the man's temple jumping, and his pale face, which was even more red with anger at this moment, can imagine how angry he had just been.

Xi Yue swallowed her mouth and carefully said, "Do you think I want to commit suicide? How could it be? I just feel that there seems to be some sound and power under the cliff that attracts me, so I want to get closer."

The anger on Ji Mingyu's face slowly disappeared, but the displeasure and ice cooling in his eyes did not fade away.

He grabbed the girl's weak boneless hand and walked straight out, waiting for the enchantment to run the spiritual power and completely remove the magical energy from her body.

Xi Yue saw that he had kept his face cold and kept silent, not knowing why he felt a little dazed, and clearly did not match her character, but she still whispered and explained: "Xiao Zi is beside, even if I really have any accidental misstep , Xiaozi can also pull me back. I really won't be in danger."