The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Her hand gently stroked the cold wall, there was no dissatisfaction in her eyes, only gratitude. "If you didn't have me, I might have been out of this world for a long time. It is even more impossible for me to have a chance to resurrect everyone. You must, thank you!"

The little red bird fanned its wings and stopped at the shoulders and said: "But this Qingyi Temple also has treasures left!"

"You see, this magic core is a super big baby." The little red bird said, smashing a black and black bead, excited, "the magic core is in the haze of the land with a rich magical tens of millions After gestating for thousands of years, as long as you swallow it, you can directly advance to the middle level of Yuan Ying. The most important thing is that the magic core can absorb the filth in your body. If you are promoted to distraction, you don’t need to be afraid of the devil. Up..."

The little red bird is still talking about it, but he feels that the purple singer hidden in the cuffs is beating excitedly, as if he wants to get out of her cuffs.

When I was moved, I asked Zhao Xing Luo to ask: "Small purple, swallowing this magic core, is it good for you?"

The little purple swayed the purple vines, and the leaves made a rustling sound.

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The purple singer instinctually used a roll of leaves and leaves, and the nucleus was swallowed.

"Ah-!" The little red bird is incredulous. "So a precious magic core, you and you... have you taken a vine?"

"What's the matter?" He raised his eyebrows and smiled. The unspeakable cloud was light and windy, and he was free and easy. "The magic core is good for me, but it is obviously less important than Xiao Zi."

The little red bird stared at the round eyes, and the original annoyance and shock in his heart slowly receded, turning into an inexplicable envy and awkward warmth.

She used to be very strange. Why do the eggs and Xiaojinlong have to be so desperate for the cockroaches, even for her death.

But now, it seems to understand slowly.

They are good for them because they are better for eggs.

So good to be willing to resurrect a few spiritual pets, so that the precious magic core did not want to feed the purple glory.

It is a **** bird, born to not think that it is lower than human beings, and will not admit that anyone is its master. Even if it is a small pool that it is willing to be close to, it is only when he is a favorite playmate.

How can the gods and birds be subordinated to others and become the spiritual pets of others?

But at this moment, the faith of the little red bird has been shaken. If, is its owner awkward? If so, can it be as worried as it is, so protected? Seems... not bad?

As soon as I looked back, I saw that the little red bird was thinking about it.

She couldn't help but poke the red head: "What do you think? The expression is so stupid?"

"Hey~" The little red bird immediately frowned, and it was impossible to protect what it was!

"Hey, the magic core gave it to the purple singer. Anyway, your own things don't hurt, the bird is too lazy to control you!" The little red bird fanned his wings and looked proud. "But There is another baby in this temple, which is a martial art practice."

Said, the little red bird spurted a fire on the wall of the Qingyi Temple, and soon the burning words appeared on the wall.

It is a fire system.