The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

He didn't know what kind of feeling Nang Gongyu had for Xi Yue.

I don't know if Nangong Yu used Xiyue.

Each of Xiyue's questions seemed to pierce his heart with a knife, but he could not answer, only to watch him and Xiyue fall into the abyss.

Silence is the default.

Xiyue's voice finally became broken, with the despair of the heart and the pain of the broken heart.

"Nangong Yu, how can you treat me that much? For the first time, I like someone so much, I like it so much that I can't survive alone without you. But now, you tell me that everything is fake, you are close to me Just because I have the root of wood."

"If, our encounter was a scam from the beginning, if, all you want is a woman carrying the source of wood. Then what do I count for you? What is my relationship? Just for you Is the container of wood origin?!"

Ji Mingyu suddenly reached out to hug her tearful, almost collapsed girl, hissing: "No! No! Xi Yue, you listen to me, I don’t know if Nangong Yu deceived you, but I did it from beginning to end I don't care if you have the root of wood. For me, you are you, the only person I love!"

Xiyue's crying slowly stopped, and the tears on her face were also dried by the mountain breeze.

She reached out and pushed away Ji Mingyu, took out the Futu fruit from the space, with a sneering smile on her face, "This is the Futu fruit you sent me, when it lost you on the top of Cangshan Mountain, it gave me hope , Let me think that one day I can resurrect you, it is this hope that supports me to live forever."

"Now I want to come, my efforts are really a big joke. It turns out that Nangong Yu is just your avatar. Whether or not there is that catastrophe, he will disappear and return to the body to become the most powerful deity of Siam. How I am It’s not ridiculous, how ridiculous it is to deliberately resurrect the Divine Divine Divine Life.

"Xi'er--!!!"

Xiyue put the Futu fruit in the hands of Ji Mingyu, his voice was hoarse, but his tone was calm and indifferent. "Now, the Futu fruit returns to the original owner, and please return me the ring I gave you."

"Xi Yue, what do you mean by that?" Ji Mingyu's voice suddenly rose.

Xi Yue raised her head and looked at him expressionlessly, then said one by one: "Ji Mingyu, let's break up!"

"What are you talking about?" Ji Mingyu's voice was full of excitement, and the redness in his eyes began to twist and curl, and the whole body was filled with dangerous and terrible breath, but when he looked closely, he could see the fear and panic hidden in his eyes.

He reached out and wanted to hold the girl in his arms, but the girl would never rely on it as cleverly as before, but took a step back indifferently.

Xi Yue looked at him quietly, unaware of the horror and coercion all over him.

All the pain, sorrow and despair have converged, only the indifferent coldness stops on the pale paper face, "I said Ji Mingyu, let's break up."

Ji Mingyu roared, rushed past like a beast, and rushed Xiyue to the ground.

The tall body enveloped the petite girl firmly under her, and her red eyes stared at the girl’s pale and beautiful face, her hoarse voice with despair, and with all the madness of desperation, "Xi Yue, I said , You are mine, and I will never allow you to leave me!"