The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Ji Weicheng looked awkward, "Master, what do you mean?"

Jun Yueze lowered his eyes, and his palm appeared on the Tianyu compass, which was returned to him by Xi Yue before he was taken away by Ji Mingyu.

Jun Yueze fiddled a little before expressing blankly: "Because the treatment is basically over, after Xiyue was taken away by God, I had a hexagram. The hexagram is very vague, but I still guessed Qiqi. Eighty-eight. It’s a fact that the Underworld Divine Master practiced, and his goal was close to Xi Yue, but don’t you think that the timing of all this bursting out is too coincidental?"

"Master, what do you mean?"

"All the spearheads of the Tianjigu siege are directed at the deity. Is this really just a misunderstanding? Do you still remember the result of my divination? All the people in the Tianyigu died, and Xiyue was lost. The mind and the dignity of the gods are not mutually exclusive, and the souls of the Siamese mainland are painted. If this is the purpose of the people behind the scenes, then if it is not achieved for the first time, will he have follow-up actions?

Ji Weicheng's expression changed a lot: "If the people behind the scene knew that the calculations were all destroyed by the young master, then... that young master, your safety! No, I will immediately inform the Lord!"

Jun Yueze stopped him, and said with a deep expression: "No, I can't defend for a while, I can't defend for a lifetime. We can't rely on the Yun family forever!

Ji Weicheng's expression is ever-changing, and he finally gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, the subordinates will go to the formation. Even if they die, the subordinates will keep the master safe!"

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Late at night, Jun Yueze sat up from the bed violently, his eyes falling on the corner of the room not far away.

There is a brown-red Taishi chair, because Lay Yue Ze is in a wheelchair all the year round, and few people will sit down.

But at this time, a man was sitting on the Taishi chair.

The room was dark, and the light outside the house was transmitted through the paper windows. It was indistinct, making people feel a kind of creepy oppression.

Jun Yueze sat upright and said in a deep voice, "Who is it?"

The man raised his right hand and twisted his index finger and thumb gently, and the candlelight in the room lit up.

The originally dim space became bright and bright, and everything in the room was gleaming.

Jun Yueze saw Ji Weicheng lying unconscious on the ground, his breathing slightly stagnation, and finally his eyes fell on the red man, who was fascinated by the confusing man.

He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled three words, "High priest!"

The man who appeared in his room late at night was Wei Zixi, the high priest of God Realm.

Wei Zixi stood up and walked slowly towards Jun Yueze. On the side of his slender and white hands, he played with Tong Tianyu who didn't know when to fall in his hand. He smiled and said: "After Jun Linxi died, I will forget Tong Tianyu. It’s so unremarkable and ugly."

Lacrosse's hands on his side clenched slightly, his palms froze with a chill.

Compared with Wei Zixi's charming Tiancheng's face and demeanor, that fair-faced and handsome face had no eye-catching features, but his eyes remained calm forever, with no restlessness and no fear.

He sighed softly: "I should have thought that if I could turn around the most supreme people of God Realm and start planning the layout 10,000 years ago, who else would you have?"

Wei Zixi smiled slightly: "When I see you, it always reminds me of an old friend. It is really nostalgic to me! It makes me a little unwilling to kill you so easily."

The muscles of Jun Yueze's whole body were tight, and the hand on his side began to draw a symbol array slowly.