The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Wei Zixi showed a shallow smile, and with the blood on his face, it seemed inexplicably a little weird, "Sister Xiyue, you can show up, I am already very happy..."

However, before he finished speaking, Xi Yue suddenly hugged him and said in a deep voice: "Since we can't save, then our sister and brother will die together."

Wei Zixi's strange smile suddenly stiffened on his face, his body froze, and then shivered a little, "Xi Yue... Sister, you... you are going to die with me? But I am a demon, I brought it It’s a disaster, I’m damn, why are you with me?"

Xi Yue remembered something, her eyes were slightly red, her voice was mute, and she was ridiculed. , I won't allow you to die alone. That kind of memory, so open-minded, I tasted it once is enough."

Wei Zixi's tears dripped all at once, and he was obviously wounded, and he was clearly in desperation, but he smiled, and he was very happy.

At this moment, Xiyue's face suddenly changed, and then the expression on the little girl's face became frightened.

She pushed away Wei Zixi, held out her hand towards the upper father and mother, and screamed loudly, "Father and mother, save me, I don't want to die, this demon controls me, save me! "

At this critical moment, Wei Zihan took over the right to use the body again.

The light in Wei Zixi's eyes slowly faded, and his face also appeared to be crying and laughing, as if mocking.

The father and mother were overjoyed, so they had to find a way to connect Wei Zihan.

Unexpectedly, the situation changed again at the next moment, and the panic on Wei Zihan's face suddenly turned into a cold refusal.

Xi Yue regained control of her body, and she sneered: "You are an elder sister who has received so much protection from him, but you keep calling him demons and bullying him. Today is the time for you to repay everything."

As soon as the words fell, Xi Yue grabbed the sharp iron piece next to it and inserted it into his chest without hesitation.

"Sister Xiyue--!!!" Wei Zixi roared and rushed past. At this time, he couldn't help it anymore, and the tears were raining.

Xi Yue's expression was very calm, with blood on her chest, but a light smile on the corner of her mouth. "I don't know if this is a dream or an illusion, my demon, or your life."

"But Wei Zixi, I want to tell you that you are not a demon, and you are not alone. You bear the burden of giving, and it is not that no one is watching. You are my Xi Yue's brother, you...very much it is good."

After talking, Wei Zihan closed his eyes and lost his breath.

And Xiyue also completely lost consciousness this time, so she didn't know that after she left, Wei Zixi dumbly held the body of "Wei Zihan" as if she had lost her soul.

Above the pothole, the father and mother cried tears, and more and more debris was sent, slowly submerging Wei Zixi and Wei Zihan.

But Wei Zixi didn't seem to realize the coming of death at all. He hugged the body of "Wei Zihan" and slowly smiled at the corner of his mouth.

This smile is completely different from Xiaowei Zixi's shy, forbearing, and clean smile, full of ridicule to the world, and laziness with charm.

This is the smile of Wei Zixi, the real high priest of Gods.

At the next moment, the entire space began to shake violently.