The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

While laughing, he suddenly flew his feet and kicked the old woman and the little boy into the sea late at night.

Ling Yu's face changed drastically. During the beating just now, the old woman had been broken with her hand bones and leg bones and could not swim at all.

The little boy was only five or six years old, with bruises all over his body. Where can he survive in the sea?

This thought only turned once in his head, and Ling Yu flew up without hesitation, and fell vertically in the direction that the old woman and the child fell into the water.

After falling into the water, the old woman fell down towards the bottom of the sea. The little boy was still struggling, his head lurking in the water, and he cried out for help from time to time.

Ling Yu first rushed straight into the sea, hurried towards the fallen old woman, grabbed her hand, and pulled it back to the beach again.

This time very quickly, the old woman was comatose, but the little boy was still struggling in the water.

Ling Yu stretched out his hand and caught the little boy in his arms.

The little boy spit out several blood in his arms, his hands clasped her neck tightly, and made a weak and immature voice, "Help...Sister, help..."

Ling Yu held him in one hand and the unconscious old woman in the other. She couldn't pat the little boy's back and could only comfort her gently: "Don't be afraid, it's alright... Um--!!!

Ling Yu's soft voice suddenly turned into a painful mumble.

Her pupils were wide open, looking at the little boy in front of her, revealing a shocked and unbelievable look.

The little boy in front of him was still about six years old, but there was no childish innocence on his face, but instead he had a strange and proud smile.

The woman who hung on her waist and carried it in her hand also opened her eyes at this time, with a mocking smile on her face, and the hand holding the dagger slowly withdrew from the waist of Ling Yu.

Blood gurgled from Ling Yu's waist and stained the sea water, but no one could see clearly in the night.

Lingyu felt a tremendous shock and wanted to throw away the children and women in his hand, but found that he was powerless and exhausted, unable to move at all.

At that moment, she was attacked twice.

One was the little boy with her arms around her neck, and gently inserted a poisoned silver needle into her neck.

The other was the old woman hanging around her waist and stabbed her belly with a dagger.

There is no poison on this dagger, but it has a very loud name—Broken Spirit, and the person stabbed by this dagger will be drained of all spiritual power in a short time.

Although this spiritual power will soon gather through cultivation and vomiting, it will not affect the human body, but in a once-in-a-war situation, it is a deadly trick.

Bang—with a loud sound, Ling Yu was thrown wet on the deck, blood poured from the wound on her abdomen, mixed with salty and damp sea water, and stained the wood with red.

Beside Ling Yu, there are also two brothers of Shenyue Palace, who have been seriously injured and comatose at this time.

Ling Yu was lying on the deck weakly, only to feel that his eyelids were getting heavier and his consciousness more and more blurred.

She regretted her carelessness and the benevolence of the woman. She was clearly in a good situation, but she was in such a good situation. The two brothers who were more likely to harm died, and she did not regret or blame herself.

Vague and distant words came from his ears, and the voices of those men were full of excitement and ridicule.

"This is the first time we have caught a female nun during the robbery period. I will offer this person to him. Presumably, the island owner will be ecstatic. We can also get a lot of rewards, maybe we can become the protector of the sea god tower!"