The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

In the end, only a boy in red is standing in the middle of the pile of corpses. The sun shines on his knife's face, his skin is white, his knife is red, and he is like a Shura from hell.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Only this bad luck is ushered in."

"Only killing them, swearing God will once again care for us, kill! Kill them quickly -!!"

However, her passionate four-character shouts just said, suddenly, the red shadow flashed in front of her eyes.

Soon, the witch doctor was stiff all over because of the blink of an eye.

The red-haired boy who was just a hundred meters away was already standing in front of her. The dark eyes were like the bottomless cold pool, and the coldness reflected her panicked shadow.

"I... I am a witch doctor of the Cangda tribe. I am the waiter of the gods. You can't... can't kill..."

A white scorpion is slender, like a beautiful jade hand clasped to her face, cyan blood vessels looming under the white skin, like the most mysterious texture.

Then, the hand was gently pinched.

"Hey--", the blood is splashing and the brains are flying.

The old woman who had just screamed and yelled, was pinched by the head, and the incomplete body was slowly falling on the ground.

At this moment, the audience was silent as a dead.

Everyone held their breath and watched the 13-year-old boy quietly standing there.

The red dress is like snow, the black hair is like ink, the wind is blowing clothes, and it is like a fairy, but his right hand is on the five fingers, but it is stained with scary scarlet liquid, and it is falling down drop by drop.

Even the Xiaonuo family, who was saved by his youth, showed a look of horror.

Looking at the teenager, the body kept shrinking and trembled.

This little brother is terrible, terrible! Even at the moment he woke up, the icy ice was terrible.

Unknown eyes swept over the crowd and looked at his people with a sneer in his eyes.

This feeling is really familiar, like being a monster, disgusting, fearing, and crowding out.

Although I can't think of a similar experience, I feel so good.

Let the blood in his body could not help but boil.

"What are you doing?" Suddenly, the girl's cool and sweet voice came from her ear, and she suddenly pulled back his thoughts.

I don't know when, I have already walked over to him, looking at his hand with a look of disgust: "Do you have to use such a disgusting method to kill people? Even if you like to pinch people's heads, at least wear gloves?"

I don't know what this guy is! The white greasy brain is not nausea on the hands? Can you still have dinner?

The ridicule of the unknown eye is slowly turned into shock. This is an extremely rare emotion that can be seen from his eyes.

Hey, throw a piece of cloth and let him wipe the stains on his hands.

奚 Unknown to pick up, gently rubbing his hand, long time whispered: "You are not afraid of me?"

"Afraid of you?" He sighed, then he figured out what he was asking, and he couldn’t help but smack the corner. "You killed the killer and left the life of the person who should not kill. Why should I be afraid of you?" ?"

She did not expect this kid to look cold, but in fact it is not a cruel killer.