The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Ji Mingyu no longer spoke, and was about to disappear directly, but his figure suddenly stopped, and he coughed a little: "Suzaku stayed, the others retreated first."

After the other seven people left, Suzaku wondered: "Master, are you looking for me?"

Ji Mingyu coughed again, his ears were slightly hot, but his tone was soft with indescribable tone. The palace. There is also a panacea for the best physician in the temple to prepare the female for qi. Before the sun fully rises, I want to see all these things ready."

Suzaku stayed in place for a while, and until Ji Mingyu's figure holding Xi Yue disappeared in place, she suddenly recovered and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The master actually understands this, really...to her surprise.

After the laugh, Suzaku's eyes showed real gratitude, and there was a sour loss mixed with it.

It's great that the Master can relieve the deadly cold from his body and get what he wants to be with Miss Xiyue.

As long as the master can feel happy, she is willing to stay with the two of her life forever.

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Xi Yue slept unsteadily this night. When she really woke up, she only felt that her body was sore as if she was run over by an elephant, and she couldn't help moaning with her will.

She frowned slightly, sat up from the bed, and looked at the strange house furnishings in front of her eyes.

When the memory slowly returned to her, a scene that happened last night gradually appeared in her mind. All of a sudden, she just felt a burst of flame in her brain, and her cheeks were red, and her shameful hands and feet did not know how to put it.

When she moved her body slightly, she couldn't help but groan. She couldn't sit even if her waist was sore, and there was a more hot pain in an unspeakable place.

And it was all because of a crazy bastard, who ignored her pleading and crying last night, tossing her like a beast over and over again.

"Ji Mingyu, bastard!" Xi Yue thumped her teeth heavily on the bed, her face full of anger.

Gently closed the slightly open shirt, feeling a refreshing body, remembering Ji Mingyu said "I love you" in her ears last night, she couldn't help but reveal a sweet smile.

However, it is imperative that she still have to cure her soreness first. She doesn't want to bear this weak Liu Fufeng's body for several days.

Xiyue mobilized the spiritual power of Dantian and worked endlessly.

However, at the next moment, her face changed, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of her mouth.

Dantian is empty and empty, there is no source of wood, even the consciousness in the sea seems to be sealed up, and the consciousness that can be used today is not even one ten thousandth.

Xi Yue's face became pale.

She stretched out elite like jade fingers and slowly formed a ball of spiritual force at her fingertips.

This is a ball of fire spirit power. With her original practice, such a fire ball condensed at will can directly blast a huge mountain into slag.

But now the spiritual ball at her fingertips is weak and pitiful, probably not even a grass can be burned to ashes.

Xi Yue inspected her body again, and her cultivation practice did not deteriorate, and her lifespan did not decrease.

However, the source of wood is completely sealed.

Because of the seal of Muzhiyuan, her spiritual power was also blocked by 90%.