The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Yan Rong roared into the sky, closed her eyes in the sky, and Xi Yue, who had no resistance, rushed forward.

Xuan Mu and Ouyang Haoxuan's complexion changed greatly, and their bodies hurriedly followed.

But they are still one step late.

Seeing Yan Zhi's paws grabbing the girl's beautiful and gorgeous face, suddenly, the girl's clear and bright phoenix eyes suddenly opened, and the bright purple streamer flowed under her eyes.

To the pair of cold and indifferent, as if looking at the eyes of the ants, the scorching movement paused, and there was an inexplicable fear and despair in my heart.

Immediately afterwards, a dragon chant sounded in his ears.

From far away, from far and near, whistling.

Before he could react, a sudden pain ran through his chest and abdomen, causing him to widen his eyes in horror.

Yan Zhi slowly lowered his head and saw a sword with a dark blue pattern coming out of his chest.

The sword has a plain and uninspiring body, and it really can't see anything outstanding.

However, when the sword penetrated his body, he felt that his magic energy was madly lost.

"Why?" Yan Zhi stared at Xiyue and asked in a hoarse voice, "I... is a demon, and only by cutting off my head... can I kill. Why would I..."

He hadn't finished his words yet, his body suddenly burst into pieces and fell between the cliffs.

The sword that killed Yan Zhi shivered, and once again sent a dragon yin to Xiyue.

Xiyue grabbed the flying blue sword, and recognized it as soon as possible. This is Feng Longjian.

But it should be a familiar Feng Longjian. At this time, the breath exuded with the long-lasting coercion, making her faintly fearful and inexplicably close.

Moreover, from Feng Longjian, Xi Yue felt a slightly familiar strong breath.

That was the majestic breath that was only felt on the artifact of Wei Zixi, Haotian Scepter.

Xi Yue flipped her wrist and put Feng Longjian into the space.

She looked up at the thundercloud with the golden and red light above her head, and then looked sideways.

There stood a pure white crystal clear little guy, beautiful like crystal, when gently flapping his wings, Xiyue seemed to see thousands of meteors crossing.

This is the first phase of Yuanling's complete form!

This is the chubby and chubby egg in her family!

It's really a big change, it's so beautiful, she won't recognize it!

Xi Yue stretched out her hand and gently touched the little guy's head.

The egg looked at it quickly, the delicate and beautiful face was still expressionless, and there was no such cute and cute look.

But those beautiful green eyes are full of attachment and trust, as if to say: Mother, look, I can finally help you!

A smile appeared on Xi Yue's face, and he touched the little guy again, and said softly: "Fuck, let's finish everything, we should leave!"

The egg nodded slightly, and the pure white wings fluttered gently.

Pink lips like cherry blossoms opened slightly, and complex syllables poured out of his mouth.

On Ziwei Mountain, those low-level demons have already been chased and killed by fierce beasts.

Coupled with the death of Yan Zhi, they no longer have a leader, they are in a panic, and there is no fighting power.

But those fierce beasts have become addicted to killing, and the actions of biting the devil are getting more and more brutal, and the fierceness in the eyes is getting stronger and stronger.

The human monks who watched on the side felt inexplicable fear.