The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Nalan’s sorrow and grief, and he quickly used his power to heal himself, but he did not expect that the spiritual power used only stopped the blood, and there was no way to heal the wound.

Now, this devil, how can she see the mighty and handsome?

Nalan language looks to the rabbit and the pig, and wants them to cure themselves.

When I turned back, I saw Hai pig laughing and laughing, pointing at the wound on her face. "Oh, this look reminds me that you have just been brought back by the Rex Rabbit, being raped in bed, violently It’s so funny, it’s funny, hahaha...”

The rabbit can't help but reveal a lovely smile that can't help but laugh.

Nalan’s mouth gnashed his teeth and cried and ran away.

She swears that in the future, when she gets the rights, she must let these few minions taste the taste of life!

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In the forest of the beasts, he took them to a safer place, and waited for them to adjust their interest for a while before they set out to go to Tianluo City.

However, a few people just walked out of the beastly forest, and saw a few people flying fast and drove towards this side.

While flying, there is a young man shouting loudly, "Bold shameless fanatics, let me go and let me go! Otherwise, don't blame the young master for taking your dirty hand down!"

At this time, only Yan and Anling were walking together, because they were close together, just like Anling.

Amber was not completely cured because of the bone injury, so he walked slowly behind him.

So the man’s momentum is coming straight.

However, before they were close, countless red energy lines shrouded the youth.

In the twinkling of an eye, those red energy lines tightened, and the young people who had been flying in midair were all **** in a tight manner.

When the dawn disappeared, the young man made a scream and fell to the ground.

"Young Master -!" A few people behind him panicked to follow.

An Lingyi also screamed: "The son of the son of the son, who is my brother, please do not kill him!"

The person who shot was unknown, but he did not seem to hear the voice of An Ling.

The red thread was sprinkled from the index finger of his right hand.

The juvenile's fingers are long and smooth, and the knuckles are distinct, like a beautiful white jade.

At this point, the index finger sways gently, just like the child is playing, it seems to be comfortable.

But the young man over there was miserable. As the unknown hand swayed, the red energy thread on his body tightened a little bit, and he quickly cut a trace of blood on his skin surface, and he screamed in pain.

The strong man around the youth is anxious, bigfoot: "Bad boy, you will let go of our young master and young lady, or I will make you look good."

This is a man who is at the peak of the Yuan Ying period. When he is angry, his body is invisible, and it is obvious that the cultivation is a powerful lightning spell.

Unknownly looked at him casually, and gently "oh", then the other four fingers from the original song slowly spread out.

The slender fingers move as gently as the strings, and the smooth, clean fingertips are shot again with a few red lights.

The next moment, the other people, including the brawny, will be tied with red silk.

"Ah, ah--" The screaming of the screams, the grass below, was quickly stained with blood.

An Ling was so anxious to cry out, "Small son, don't kill them, they are really my Anling family. This is a misunderstanding!"