The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

"It's all you, it's all because of you, I could have been very happy, because you Xuanmu brother didn't want to accept me, you are the most damn, you are the most damn!"

Said, Tong Bing's eyes looked at Xuan Mu, red eyes are full of obsession and longing, greed and love, "Xuan Mu brother, you see no, this shameless monk, long-term body and mind Not clean, I really love you, I am worthy of you, willing to give you everything!"

The eyes of the crowds are all looking towards Xuan Mu, and their eyes are full of pity.

However, the look of Xuanmu did not change a little, but the cold and inorganic look looked at Tong Bing. There was neither disgust nor undulation in his eyes, as if he was looking at a pile of **** that had nothing to do with him.

For a moment, he said coldly: "What are you?"

This is a real question. Xuan Mu did not remember the face of Tong Bing at all, or that the childhood Tong Bing was a flies that were put in by Xuan Mu.

Come in and come in. Someone will care what a fly looks like, what did you say in your ear?

of course not! At most, when you are annoyed, you can kill a palm.

The hope of Tong Bing's face slowly faded and became desperate.

His body trembled like a sieve, his head kept shaking, and his mouth hoared and muttered: "No! No! Xuan Mu brother, don't look at me like this, you can't forget me right? I am Tong Bing, So I like you, then love your child ice. Everything I do is for you!"

"The most disgusting thing is that he obviously has Nangong, but he still wants to seduce you. You don't believe him. All he does is to use you. And he and Nangong Xin's dead fat pigs are rolling. Together, he is a personal ~ do ~ can ~ husband's monk..."

The words of Tong Bing have not been finished yet, and Xuan Mu suddenly waved.

A sword made by an empty hand flashed white and flew straight toward Tong Bing.

The "stinging" sound, Tong Bing was unharmed, but the clothes on his body cracked.

Or it is an inch of cracked into pieces, revealing the body of the juvenile red fruit.

"Hey--" everyone couldn't help but **** a cold breath.

I saw that the skin of the teenager was fair, but because of the white sputum, the traces of the blue-purple purple leaves left at the moment were extremely obvious.

The repair of Tong Bing is too low, and the vitality and cultivation absorbed are not enough, so even if there are traces on his body, he can't eliminate it with spiritual power in a short time. All he can do is wipe out the traces on his neck.

At this time, these traces of disappearance, the display of red fruit in front of everyone, is like a silent ridicule.

Jin Zeyu suddenly squinted: "Do you think that the teenager in the video with Nan Gongxin is very similar to Tong Bing?"

In this case, everyone has woke up.

Yes, the people who appeared at the beginning of the image were indeed embarrassed, but the teenager who was later rolled up with Nangong Xin could not see his face or know who it was.

At this moment, Jin Zeyu reminded them that they remembered it, and it really couldn’t be said!

Tong Bing was horrified and clutched the tattered clothes to cover his body. However, the clothes were cut too much by Xuan Mu and could not be covered.

"Xuan Mu brother, why are you doing this to me! Why?!" Tong Bing screamed sternly.