The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Xi Yue chuckled, the hand holding the Lishui sword was still, the voice was cold, "The person I want to protect is the kind and stubborn little boy Wei Zixi, who has been guarding my brother Xi Unknown, who are you?"

"You are always counting my god priests behind your back. You are Wei Zixi who wanted to kill my dearest loved one time or another. I never knew this Wei Zixi. Where did he promise? "

Wei Zixi narrowed his eyes slightly and slowly said: "Xi Yue, do you really think I won't kill you?"

"I don't know if you will kill me!" Xi Yue also said in a gentle but firm voice, "I only know that if you want to kill Ji Mingyu, kill me first!"

Wei Zixi's face was very pale, very pale, more and more lined his eyes, black hair like ink, red lips like blood.

This is a man who looks like a good girl, looks so stunning and confusing, so soft and harmless.

However, everyone knows how ruthless and poisonous this man's heart is, and how terrible his strength and means are.

The light on Haotian's Scepter was dyed crimson, and the purple scepter slowly turned into an invisible light blade, which he held in his palm.

As long as this light blade is sent out, not to mention Xi Yue, even Ji Mingyu behind her, and even the entire Mirage will be destroyed.

This is not to say that Wei Zixi's strength is so strong.

It is because he is holding the Haotian Scepter.

One of the only four holy objects in the world.

The man's slender five fingers were stained with blood, and he slowly loosened the light blade in his hand. The light blade flew in the direction of Xi Yue.

There was a flash in Xiuyue's eyes, but the pace at his feet remained half the point, and the Lishui sword in his hand punctured without hesitation.

She knew that she and Ji Mingyu would die today.

In the face of Wei Zixi and Haotian Scepter, she has no winning percentage, but even if there is no winning percentage, she will fight hard.

Niu Cheng's spiritual power was attached to the stabbed Lishui sword.

After the wooden source was unsealed again, she reverted back to the Mahayana period, and it was the pinnacle of the Mahayana period, only one step away from entering the god level.

But she closed her eyes in despair, waiting for the pain and death to come, because she had no chance of winning.

However, the expected pain did not appear, and instead he heard the sound of the blade piercing the flesh.

Xi Yue opened her eyes in surprise, then her pupils shrank suddenly.

I saw the red light blade in the hand of Wei Zixi opposite, I don't know when it disappeared.

There was no pain in her body, and the light blade did not pierce her body.

But her sword pierced Wei Zixi's chest.

The blood flowed slowly along the blade of the Lishui sword, and it ticked to the ground.

There was silence in the empty sixth floor.

Wei Zixi also looked down at the Lishui Sword on his chest and smiled lowly. His voice was always lazy and magnetic. At this time, he smiled and became hoarse, as if it would break at any time.

"Xi Yue, it turns out that you really will kill me!"

"It turns out that you really want me to die!"

"Xi Yue, I thought I finally found the only person in the world who cares about me and believes me, and will never give up on me. But it turned out that everything is nothing but fake!"

Xiyue held the Lishui sword steadily in her hand, but cold sweat oozed out of her palm. She looked at the smiling man in front of her in shock, only to feel that he seemed very sad and sad, even more sad than when she was crying.

Thinking of the weak boy buried at the bottom of the pit, and thinking of the stubborn teenager who had followed him for so long, Xiyue's heart rose unbearably.