The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Huangfu’s wing is sullen: “They entered the yin and yang mystery.”

"This is impossible!" Sikong screamed. "Without the first trial of the Emperor, no one can enter the eighth layer of mystery!"

Huang Fuyi took a deep breath and slowly said: "It seems that we still look down on the little girl!"

As he said, he suddenly narrowed his eyes and waved a sword toward the halo that had just disappeared.

The halo swayed and then the lines did not move.

The emperor’s wing was overjoyed. “The enchantment that leads to the yin and yang mystery is loose. We are going all out to attack. We must find Ji Ming to kill him before being expelled from the ancient airspace of the Siamese mainland. Otherwise, it will become a disaster!”

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In the last few seconds of the battle, I don’t know what I did.

When she returned to God, she saw that she was holding Ji Ming, and was engulfed in a light and shadow.

She looked around and found that she was white and could not see anything.

What is the place here?

But soon, I didn't have time to manage where I was, because the blood on Ji Ming's body condensed into ice on her hand, making her feel a cold, and another burst of pain.

"Ji Ming, how do you feel?"

Ji Ming was hugged by him, lying on her lap, when the spiritual power of the body was almost exhausted, and the ice was spreading on him, but he was looking at the girl in front of him, his eyes blinking for a moment. Gentle, still with joy.

The tears of the cockroaches couldn’t help but fall down. She wanted to curse the man’s untrustworthiness, and the man did not care for himself.

But in the end she just gently treated the wound for him and fed him medicine.

Ji Mingyu was fainted after swallowing the remedy.

The treatment can not only make his condition better, but the whole body is getting colder and colder, which is even colder than the ice crystal.

In the heart of a panic, the body of the fire power is not to enter the body of Ji Ming.

However, she is only the Yuan Ying period, and the district's ignition power is input into the body of Ji Ming, which is like a car.

"Stupid, don't give him the power of fire, or you will die and die!"

Suddenly, the little red bird’s impulsive voice came from the ear. “And what is the use of the fire power that you gave him? Is the real element that is in constant use better than the fire power? Look at the cold poison in his body. Not ordinary, how could it be that ordinary firepower can solve it?"

I know that there was also cold poison in the body of Nangong, and she tried to treat it, but she could not completely resolve it.

Even if he later got the jade fire, it was only a cure for the symptoms, and the cold poison was suppressed.

However, I did not expect that the cold poison in Ji Ming’s body was a hundred times more powerful than the original Nangong Temple.

In the past, her acupuncture and fire spirits had some effect on Nangong Temple. Now, facing Ji Ming, it is a drop in the bucket, and it has no help.

When you hear the little red bird, you don’t think about it, you have to use it.

The little red bird quickly said: "The origin of your current wood is just to unlock the first weight. This real element that will not work will not save him."

"What do I have to do?"

Listening to the hoarse voice of the hope, the little red bird is also guilty.

In fact, it has never seen such a cold poison, so sinister, so strong, when you touch the body of Ji Ming, it can be felt in space.