The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

The housekeeper's face of the Sun family said: "Master Lan, if this marriage will succeed, you can give me a word!"

"Of course it is!" Lan Feng said without hesitation. "What the Lanci children know about each other, marriage matters are naturally decided by our elders!"

The housekeeper of Sun Man just smiled, "Okay, let's conclude the marriage letter now. It's better to give the marriage date. I think it's better to choose a date. Our wife is anxious to see his daughter-in-law. Grandson, the wedding is scheduled for next month!"

"Good!" Lan Feng smiled and touched his short beard, nodding again and again, "Ma'am, give me Lanci's birthday book."

"Hey, I've already prepared it!" Mrs. Lan Er smiled and immediately took out a special piece of gold foil.

Every monk in God Realm wants to become a husband and wife, they need to exchange birth certificates, engrave each other's name and birth date on it, and swear blood to make them recognized by the Tao of Heaven.

This is also one of the reasons why the star slaves cannot become full wives.

Because the star slave is not recognized by Heavenly Dao.

Lanci watched as they took out their birthday book and signed a marriage contract with others, but they could not do anything.

The little body trembled violently, and endless grievances, despair, and hatred all came to mind.

Just when Lan Feng took Sun Aochen's birthday book and was about to write, Xi Yue narrowed his eyes, and a cold air burst into his breath.

A jade box with cinnabar on the side, and the ink cartridge that had been grinded with ink, suddenly and suddenly dumped on Sun Aochen's birthday book.

On the other side, Sun Aochen took the raccoon's birthday book and was about to write his own name.

This change made everyone stunned.

"My birthday book!!!" Sun Aochen yelled, no longer able to write, and rushed over to grab his birthday book.

Looking at the cinnabar and ink stained on it, everyone in Sun Man's face was ugly.

Although cinnabar and ink can be washed away, the birthday book symbolizes one's fortune.

The birthday book is contaminated, which means that the fortunes of people may also be defeated.

Sun Aochen's face was blue, and he shouted at Lan Feng: "Are you stupid? Can't even do this?"

When Lan Feng, as the head of the Lan family, was abused like this, his entire face was distorted for a while.

But he didn't know why, cinnabar and ink would suddenly fall.

Just now, at that moment, he seemed to feel a cold rush across, but he wanted to study it, but he didn't notice it.

Lan Fengsen's eyes swept across the room.

Every one is suspicious, but, logically, impossible!

Who in this room can work under his own eyelids without being noticed by himself?

Xi Yue lowered her eyes slightly, a cowardly and obedient look, with no trace of spiritual power around her.

Lan Feng swept around and couldn't find the culprit at all. He had to gritt his teeth and say: "Okay, okay! I want to see if you can do it once, can you do it twice?"

After finishing speaking, his hand was raised, and a spiritual cover completely enveloped the table.

The two birthday books were re-placed on the table. Although Sun Aochen was scolding and gloomy, he still came over to write the birthday book again.

Xi Yue frowned slightly.

This time there was a protective cover sacrificed by a god-level monk. She wanted to do it again without knowing it. It was almost impossible.