The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

He bowed his head slightly, a soft kiss fell on the girl's eyebrow, and then fell asleep.

In a trance, Ji Mingyu felt that he had come to a strange place, and the surrounding lights and shadows were blurred and folded, so that he could not see the scene in front of him.

Suddenly, the picture in front of me changed, and there was a chaotic and bloody scene after the natural disaster.

Desolate crying, cursing, and desperate wailing filled his ears, and blood stained the whole world, like hell, like the end of the world.

Afterwards, a sacred light fell on the earth, the dying life regained its vitality, the withered vegetation recovered, the dry land became fertile, and the bloody sky regained the blue.

This should be a scene of great joy, but Ji Mingyu felt that his throat was tightened by a hand, and extreme fear and sorrow surged from his heart.

In a trance, he saw the scene of a girl falling slowly.

He saw the girl who was always smiling and always holy and flawless, his clothes were stained with blood, and he slowly closed his eyes in his arms and lost all vitality.

Hatred, unwillingness, pain, despair... all the negative emotions are intertwined, so that he only feels in the most terrible hell.

A hoarse and crazy roar of a man sounded in his ears, as if it were his voice, and it seemed not his.

"Why?! Why would you rather choose to die for them than accept me?!"

"Heaven and earth are living creatures, thousands of gods and buddhas, I want you to bury them all!!

Ji Mingyu's eyes widened violently, his eyes gleaming coldly, desperately wanting to see the scene in front of him, but there was nothing but a bloody tutu.

He always thought the voice was familiar, but it was far away from him, as if it had been separated by tens of thousands of years, making him unable to distinguish and recall.

However, he has heard this voice, he must have heard it!

Suddenly, the scene in front of me changed again.

It was in a beautiful valley.

Colorful butterflies fluttering and blowing gently, it was the most beautiful scene and the most warm moment.

He saw a man who looked exactly like himself, and knelt slowly towards the girl in front of him.

The man said, "Xi Yue, are you willing to marry me? Would you like to be my wife of Nangong Yu, to live forever, not to be separated from me?"

At this moment, Ji Mingyu felt his heart pounding, looking forward to the girl's answer, eager for the girl's answer.

As if he was the man named Nangong Yu.

No, he is Nangong Yu, Nangong Yu is him.

When he heard Xi Yue's "I Will" with tears and sobs, the whole heart was like a hundred flowers blooming, and happiness never felt before was filled in his heart.

His girl, his only beloved, finally promised to marry him, they will always be together, never separate.

But at that happiest moment, the scene in front of him became blurred.

Ji Mingyu heard the same voice as him, with sorrow and pain and unwillingness, and slowly sounded.

"I wish I could stay at this moment. I can have two thousand years, two hundred years, or even twenty years, to be with Xi'er, stay close to her, and even grow old with her."

Ji Mingyu's pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes looked somewhere in the void. It took a long time before he said, "Nangong Yu? Do you still exist?"