The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

He walked through the first floor, the second floor, the third floor of the water dungeon... all the way to the bottom, the hottest and dampest, the most unbearable ninth floor of the water dungeon.

Here is like hell, and there is only one person in this hell.

The man was firmly on the stone wall, and a huge black iron chain penetrated his pipa bone, wrapped around his limbs, and hung him halfway on the stone wall.

This stone wall is hot, and the average person's hand is put on it, and the temperature of the skin is burnt.

And the person who has been locked up has been here for countless days and nights.

The white-robed man walked to the person who was locked on the stone wall, looked at his miserable appearance, and shook his head softly: "Alas, the great elders of the former Tianhai tribe with infinite scenery have fallen into the fields like today."

"Xuan Qing, why are you doing this? As soon as you hand over that thing, won't you be free?"

The person hanging on the wall was motionless, as if dead.

A flash of light flashed in the eyes of the white robe man, and he suddenly raised his hand.

A column of water landed on the man at the stone wall, only to hear the noise, the water boiled, causing his body to tremble and slowly opened his eyes.

If Xiyue is here, you might not recognize this person who was dropped on the stone wall. This is the master who was so enthusiastic as an old naughty boy.

Because today's Xuanqing people are really skinny, it is good to have no skin on the whole body.

More importantly, his practice has now been almost consumed.

When the white robe man saw that he finally opened his eyes, he smiled and said, "Xuan Qing, this is the last chance I gave you. If you are willing to say where the thing is, I will give you a happy heart, so that you don't have to use the day. What do you think of the tortured day?"

Xuan Qing looked up at him, his expression seemed numb and cold, and his hoarse voice spit out from his mouth, "That thing never existed, what do you ask me to say?"

"Good! Good!" The white robe man's face was twisted, his teeth gritted, and he said, "I used to look down on you in the Tianhai tribe, I looked down on you as a cynical, but now, I have to admire you. Hard bones are almost ten years old, and you won’t even talk about it."

"However, I can tell you that my patience is limited. For the past ten years, I have not used the most vicious means against you. It is to remember that I was a life-saving grace for me and the Tianhai tribe in the past. Don’t think that I There is really no way for you!"

When Xuan Qing heard this, his eyes finally showed a bitter hatred, "So, do you still remember that I saved you? This is how you treat the benefactor? Saruman, you he~~ mother is really a wolf heart and a bad animal!"

Hearing this, the white robe man has not only no guilt in his eyes, but even more terrible hatred.

He sneered, "Since you want to go to hell yourself, don't blame me for ignoring old feelings!"

As soon as the voice fell, a golden box was added to Saruman's hand, and the box opened automatically, showing a few red bugs crawling inside.

When Saruman's finger flicked, the red bug immediately flew under Xuan Qing's nose and drilled through his nostril.

Soon, the screams of Xuan Qing's heart-breaking lungs came from the ninth floor of the Yuanshui prison.

Saruman listened intoxicated and proud, "Xuan Qing, I said, don't test my patience."