The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

If this beautiful boy is someone else in the lower bounds, he will simply grab the finger and grab the person. The palace of the future of Nangong Palace...

Tong Bing saw Nangong Xin’s hesitation, and the dark light in his eyes flashed, close to Nangong Xin’s ear and whispered: “Sanye, this drowning~sex~yang~flower, already hooked up and don’t know how many people. If Known by His Royal Highness, will he still want to marry such a man back?"

"What's more, Sanye, you are from the upper bound, your identity is worse than Pluto. In the eyes of Binger, you are a big strong man, and you are worthy of relying on it. I believe that you will definitely be the third. You look at it differently."

Nangong Xin heard a pair of mung bean eyes and smashed up again, and the hesitation in his heart suddenly wiped out more than half.

Tong Bing said that the Nangong is awkward, and that is not to know that he hooked up other men. If you know, will Nangong Temple still have such a teenager? At that time, isn't it your own?

Thinking of this, Nangong Xin immediately smiled and went to the beautiful teenager.

Qian Dazhuang stepped forward and stopped Nangong Xin’s road. He glared and said: "I warn you, this is not the place where you can die wild pigs..."

The words have not been finished yet, Nangong Xin's fat palm is with great strength.

Speaking in the mouth: "The garbage in the lower bound, dare to stop the road of the uncle, you are impatient!"

Qian Da Zhuang was too late to guard against it. He only felt that a strong attack had suddenly been overturned on the ground.

Tunxi looked at this scene, his eyebrows picked up slightly, and a fierce light flashed through his eyes.

Nangong Xin was close to Tunxi. Seeing his exquisite eyebrows and white and delicate skin, he only felt more thrilling than the distant view.

I couldn’t help but scream at the little face that made him fascinated. "Little beauty, let Sanye come to love you!"

Seeing the salty pig's hand sticking out, he would touch the plain cheeks of white jade. Suddenly, a red and blue light flashed through.

Nangong Xin only felt a sharp pain in his fingers, and then he saw his chubby three fingers cut off from it.

The blood splashed all of a sudden, and the white flower's fingers fell to the ground, and it seemed to have bounced twice.

Nangong Xin was stiff and until the pain of his fingertips passed through the body, he gave a pig-like misery.

Not far away, the young boy looks like snow, graceful and graceful, sneer at the miserable Nangong Xin.

The sword of the water in the hand floats in the air, and the sword is cold and sorrowful. It does not touch a trace of dust and blood.

Nangong Xin screamed for a while, biting his teeth and holding back the pain, and sprinkled the wound from the storage ring.

Although the broken finger could not be reborn, but the pain and blood stopped immediately.

Nangong Xin has a pair of mung bean eyes squatting in the creek, biting his teeth and cutting his teeth: "Squatting, giving your face a shameless face! But it is a rotten goods that anyone can hook up. I really think that I am a distinguished person."

"Do you know what identity I am? I am Nangong, the third uncle Nangong, you dare to beat me, believe it or not, I will go back and let Nangong smash you up! It is a day!"

Tunxi squinted, his face was cold and ridiculous. "Oh? Nangong Xin, are you a Nangong family?"

Nangong Xinyin measured and laughed: "How? Now I am afraid of it? Don't forget that you are a man, or a lower-ranking warrior in the lower bounds. I want to marry into my Nangong family. It is a daydream!"