The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

"You have already carried enough, now as long as you take a good sleep and wait for you to wake up, everything will be fine. Ten thousand years ago, can you trust Master, this time, also believe Master is good?"

Hot tears poured out of her eyes and soaked Xi Yue's hand, Xiao Nuo finally couldn't help tears at this moment.

This day and night, she has been persevering, insisting on guarding Master, but watching people die one by one, dying of torture one by one, she really can't hold it anymore.

Now Master is here. Master is still standing in front of her like ten thousand years ago. Master is still so calm and calm, as if she can't fail her.Great...Master, it's nice to have you.

Xiao Nuo slowly closed his eyes and finally fell into a coma.

Xi Yue fed her an elixir, and then untied the restraint of Principal Qi, and fed him the elixir.

Principal Qi just yelled "Sister Goddess" and couldn't help the old tears.

Xi Yue smiled at him and gave him the unconscious Xiao Nuo.

Song Zhen had come to Meng Zisu by the time, watching her hand broken and scarred, but a big man was helpless and was full of tears.

Xiyue took the broken bones for the perilla very easily, and fed her the medicine of immortality before returning to Song Zhen's arms.

Meng Zisu looked at her sideways, her eyes were red, but her pupils were shining brightly, and her voice was weak: "Teacher, we... didn't you embarrass you?"

Xiyue's eyes suddenly became hot, and his nose was sore.

She glanced around, the students who were lively in the past, all lying in the pool of blood at this time, dying, no longer heard the laughter and slapstick of the past.

She turned her eyes back to the painful, pale girl. Her voice was low, but clear and firm. "No, you are my best students. I am proud to be your teacher."

Meng Zisu's tears slipped down the corner of his eyes, but the most beautiful smile on his face.

Xi Yue looked at Song Zhen and whispered: "You bring all the wounded people in Tianyi Valley, as long as they still have a breath, all around me. Take these medicines to feed them, you must hang their traces anyway. breath."

Song Zhen took the porcelain bottle that Xi Yue handed over, wondering what she wanted to do, but she finally asked nothing, but just nodded solemnly.

Xiyue took a deep breath and stood up.

As the expression on her face changed from soft and sad to cold and fierce, the purple vines that were looming to invite the Moon Palace also quickly flew in front of her.

Because of excessive blood loss and severe pain, these people's faces became more and more gray and gray, but they were all awake, but they were all awake, and they couldn't die or faint.

In the middle is Lu Xuyang wearing a mask.

The purple vine seemed to receive Xi Yue's heart, and a thin branch was drawn from the thick vine, and then it was pumped hard on Lu Xuyang's face.

The mask shattered and fell, and Xi Yue saw the familiar and unfamiliar face, and her pupils shrank suddenly.

"Lu Xuyang, it turns out to be you!" Her voice was cold Cencen and cold, with a bitter hatred.

Seeing this man, she couldn't help thinking of the bloody massacre that brought her from heaven to hell ten years ago.

The beloved husband disappeared without a trace.

Eggs, Koike, Gu Liufeng... all unconscious.