The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

"Miss, it's terrible, it's really terrible. Everyone is dead, I want to hurry to you with Koike on my back, but the road is so far, I can't get there, I'm so worried about Miss, but I'm desperate... ...I thought I was dead, and I would never be able to return to the lady..."

Qingluan was crying sadly, full of bitterness and grievances of venting despair, Xi Yue raised her head stiffly, patting her constantly shaking back gently, without speaking.

Xi Jia and others wiped their tears over and over again. The scene before the generous death seemed to be still in front of them. They had already prepared for sacrifice, but they did not expect that they survived.

It's really nice that they can follow the lady again.

"Tweet~~ Noisy, don’t cry, I’m bothered to hear. Do you know how much Xi Yue paid for the resurrection? She was tired all day and night without stopping the soul and spiritual power, Do you not let her take a break first?"

"What?!" Xi Jia and others suddenly awakened, and they couldn't care about the sadness either. They looked at Xi Yue nervously, "Miss, you... what price did you pay?"

"Miss, are you okay?"

Xi Yue couldn't laugh or cry, "Don't listen to that stupid bird talking, don't you think I'm good now?"

The little red bird came out of the space long ago, tweeted and protested with wings, glared by Xi Yue, then hummed and said nothing.

Qing Luan looked around and said, "Miss, where is this? Master? Did Master come to you later to save you?"

Qingluan's simple words made Xiyue's face pale.

Everyone's heart twitched, and only a bad hunch came to mind.

Xiyue took a deep breath, but quickly regained her calmness, saying lightly: "This is not the Miluo continent, but the Siamese continent... ten years have passed since the war..."

Instead of worrying about Qingluan and Xijia's expression that they were shocked to stand unsteadily, Xiyue simply talked about what happened on the top of Cangshan Mountain, including how she came to the Siamese continent, and inadvertently returned to the wild continent, Know what the power of the Buddhism can bring them back to life.

Xi Yue's tone was very plain, and there was not much sadness in her eyes, but Qingluan couldn't even cry.

She was not just crying about the death of Nangong Yu, crying out the disappearance of Qinglong's partners, she was more distressed by the girl in front of her.

Xi Yue is actually only a teenager. In the real world, this is such a young age.

But her young lady had so much sorrow. Even her newly-wed husband-in-law had lost it. He walked alone and walked alone. The only faith was to resurrect them.

Such a young lady made Qingluan feel as if she had broken her heart when she thought of it.

Xi Jia's thinking was very simple. They didn't say a word. They knelt down one by one and knelt together in a row.

There is no need to say swearing allegiance, nor grateful words. This girl has long become their only faith and their purpose in life.

Obviously, he is the master of the highest, but they did not hesitate to give everything in order to resurrect, even know from the mouth of the little red bird, almost, she will run out of lights and die.

Such masters can be met with luck that they have accumulated over their lives.

After the emotions of the long-awaited reunion are over, Xiyue quickly returned to normal, watching a few people and asking, "How are you doing now?"