The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Meng Zisu screamed loudly, "Ke Yanhuai, you beast, dare to touch me! I won't let you go!"

"Get away! Get away! Don't touch me, don't touch me--!!!"

But Meng Zisu yelled, but Ke Yanhuai was more excited, reaching out and grabbing Meng Zisu's collar fiercely.

Just listening to the sound of "tearing", Meng Zisu's shirt was torn, exposing the flourish purple bellyband and the crystal-like skin.

Ke Yanhuai's eyes were red, panting, looking at the girl's crystal-clear and delicate skin like sheep fat jade, hoping to bite it directly and swallow people into the abdomen.

Meng Zisu was filled with despair, resentment, and madness, and suddenly a green porcelain bottle appeared on his hand.

In this porcelain bottle is placed the venom [Duanchang San] which Xi Yue just taught them to refine. As long as it is dipped in a little bit, the spiritual power will be corroded, and the final death is extremely miserable.

She has no antidote on her body now. If she breaks the porcelain bottle, she will die with Ke Yanhuai.

However, Meng Zisu's tearful eyes were full of decay.

Even if she died, she would not let Ke Yanhuai, a beast, succeed.

Just when Meng Zisu was about to smash the porcelain bottle, there was a screaming scream from above.

Immediately afterwards, Ke Yanhuai, who originally pressed her to tear her clothes, was thrown out.

A pair of trembling hands grabbed the dress, gently wrapped her, and picked her up.

Meng Zisu touched a strange masculine atmosphere, instinctively struggling to scream.

Porcelain bottles with broken intestines scattered in his hands dropped with a bang, and the highly toxic mist spread out.

Song Zhen quickly grabbed Meng Zisu into his arms, and suddenly a volume of spiritual power in his hand quickly wiped away these poisonous mists.

However, Rao is faster, Song Zhen and Ke Yanhuai have also absorbed some.

Song Zhenxiu is superb, so this poisonous fog is nothing to him, but Ke Yanhuai uttered a scream, his face fell to the ground, his body kept twitching and trembling.

"Don't touch me, get away, don't touch me--!!!"

Meng Zisu kept crying and struggling, and her nails bleed on Song Zhen's face, but Song Zhen didn't feel it, hugged her tightly, and calmed her softly, "Zisu, good, it's okay, it's okay Now."

"Perilla, as long as I am there, no one will hurt you, you believe me... I will be responsible for you, I will not leave you, never..."

Meng Zisu slowly stopped crying, and her ears seemed to echo the sounds she had heard long and long ago.

"Don't be afraid... hey, don't move... just a moment, uh--! I'm sorry... I can't help it..."

"I don't know who you are...but, I will be responsible for you...I will not leave you, nor will I let you leave me..."

It was the low and dull boy who made her slowly raised the tenderness and sourness in the despair.

The man who apparently met each other and took advantage of her was cheap, but made her feel inexplicable and trustworthy.

After the day three years ago, Meng Zisu's life changed dramatically. All her relatives were away from her. Her loved one abandoned her. She became alone, abandoned, sweared, and forgotten. .

But today, she realized the feeling of being cared for and pityed, as if she was still the treasure that was held in her hand, not the garbage abandoned by the world.