The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Xi Yue slowly brushed her crumpled sleeves, looking at Huangfu Yi's eyes full of contempt, "No matter who left the soul mark, can you not dispose of this waste? And, it's also done The crushed ice pulp prison that has been suppressed in my body has also recurred. Ha ha, Huang Fuyi, stealing the chicken without eating the taste of the rice, is it good?"

The green muscles of Huangfu's forehead beating violently, a frost-white color slowly emerged on his body.

The extreme cold that penetrated into the bone marrow and soul caused his body to tremble slowly.

"Brother! Brother! How are you? Why are you so cold?" Huangfu Ling wanted to help Huangfu's wings, but was trembling with the ice, and quickly let go and took a step back.

"Why did my brother become like this? What the hell did your slave do to my brother?" Huang Fuling shouted at Xi Yue hysterically, "Do you know what it will cost to hurt a deity? Bitch, I want to cramp you, I want you to die without burial!!!"

Xi Yue chuckled: "Everyone in the audience saw what he did to me, not what I did to him."

"You have always said that I am a star slave, but I'm really sorry. I'm neither a star slave nor a sacrificial woman, but a monk who really ascended to God's domain through thunder."

During the speech, the force of Xiyue's body was released, which made many monks present change their faces.

Especially Sun Aochen and his son, who were very close to her, were shocked.

The girl was just exerting coercion at will, but they were already breathless.

They couldn't even see whether the girl was an aristocratic class or a higher level.

"Wow! Is she really not a star slave, nor a sacrificial woman, but a god-level monk?"

"This spiritual force is even more powerful than my old man who has soared for thousands of years. You said she is a stellar slave? Haha, which stupid slave has strength on the Eighty-One Cloud Island?"

"Ms. Huangfu and Wu Ling have just returned a slave and a sacrificial saint? They turned out to be fake!"

"I think Miss Huangfu is jealous of the girl's beauty? Although Miss Huangfu was previously named the first beauty of God Realm, but when this lady Xi Yue appeared, her position as the first beauty would definitely be untenable!"

"Now I want to come, the background of Miss Xiyue must not be simple, otherwise why would the priests of the Underworld, the Lord Tianyi and the high priest treat him so respectfully? protection?"

With the release of coercion on Xi Yue's body, the voice of people around him grew louder.

Huang Fu Ling's face was as gray as death.

Jealousy, resentment, unwillingness, resentment, all negative emotions intertwined, making her beautiful face twisted into a ghostly look.

Even more resentful than Huangfu Ling, it was Huangfu Wing that was tortured again by cold poison.

A burning flame sprang up in his eyes.

Looking at Xi Yue's eyes was full of hatred and madness.

Xi Yue saw the man's tyrannical, bloodthirsty and irrational look, and she felt a sudden ill feeling in her heart.

Sure enough, at the next moment, Huangfu's wings roared, and the whole body disappeared into a green smoke.

His hysterical roar resounded in the Tianchi Pavilion: "Good! Xi Yue, since I can't get you, other people can't even think of it!!"