The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

The lingering magical energy rose up excitedly, trying to engulf Xiyue.

Can't wait for the devil qi to entangle the unconscious Xi Yue.

The rich magic energy suddenly rolled like a lake thrown into a boulder.

Immediately afterwards, a black figure emerged from the sky and caught Xi Yue in the air.

"Ji Mingyu——!!! You are not dead yet!!" Ji Chengfeng screamed with his teeth clenched, "Could it be that you are the new destiny emperor, so even heaven and earth and the three thousand avenues are protecting you ?!"

"But what about them protecting you? You were the end of a strong crossbow, and you have just been eroded by so much magic energy, how long can you survive even if you escape?"

"Ha...Since you refuse to die on your own, let me kill you wicked!"

Ji Chengfeng rises into the sky, and I don't know when he has a long sword in his hand.

As soon as the long sword came out, the magical energy was attracted to Ji Chengfeng as if attracted by some powerful force.

For other monks, it is a terrifying magical energy.

For Ji Chengfeng, it was like a good nourishment, and his momentum was soaring.

But similarly, the expression on his face became more and more cruel.

The pair of eyes, which were still haunted by the magic energy, was blood-red, and when looked over with a dark smile, it was completely like a monster, not a human.

Ji Mingyu did not have the Nine Youfeng Dragon Sword in his hand at this time. The spiritual power was exhausted in the killing array just now, and then was attacked by the Green Dragon.

It can be said that this is the end of the strong crossbow.

In addition, Xiyue is now in his arms. He has to deal with Ji Chengfeng's attack and protect Xiyue's safety. It can be said that it is left-handed and dreadful.

Ji Chengfeng laughed, the sword in his hand waved wilder, leaving a blood stain on Ji Mingyu.

"Ji Mingyu, you don't have to die anymore! What if you rebel again? The fate that dies in my hand?"

"Hahaha, you are hard to protect yourself, and you still want to protect Xiyue in your arms? I really didn't expect that the cold-hearted boy back then turned into a saint today!"

In this way, Ji Chengfeng's attack greeted Xi Yue with a sword.

Ji Mingyu, who was willing to let Xi Yue suffer a slight injury, naturally had to withdraw his protection and turned to protect the girl in his arms.

"Sorry" sound, the long sword pierced Ji Mingyu's back and emerged from the chest.

A trace of magical energy entangled in his wound, beating with excitement, as if waiting for the moment of tempting spiritual power to absorb him.

"Master! You quickly send Miss Xiyue out!" Qinglong yelled in tears, "So you will die!"

Ji Mingyu didn't let go at all, even if the devil was entangled and the sword was on his chest, he would not let go of the girl in her arms.

Because he knew that as long as Xi Yue was released, Ji Chengfeng would take people away.

And with Qinglong's cultivation, Xi Yue can't be protected at all.

Even if he died, he would never let Xi Yue fall into the hands of Ji Chengfeng.

"Boy, throw Xiyue to me!!" Outside the boundary, a low male voice suddenly came.

Ji Mingyu turned his head and looked at it, looking at a handsome man in Tsing Yi with long hair.

His gloomy eyes finally lit up a little light, "Nine Lord!"

This time, he didn't hesitate anymore, tore the enchantment and threw Xi Yue out.

Ji Chengfeng's face sank, and he roared: "Every Jiuwei Tianhu also wants to grab people from me and dream!"