The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

"Ji Ming, don't scare me!!"

He no longer cares about his warnings, his hands are fierce, he breaks the restraint of the spiritual power, and the flesh and blood of his hands and wrists are blurred, but wherever she can take care of them, she just rushes toward Ji Ming.

The moment I held Ji Ming, the whole body trembled, and the majestic spiritual power in the body was instantly frozen.

She opened her mouth slightly and could barely breathe, let alone talk or move.

When Ji Ming saw her, her eyes swept through a deep desire and crazy desires, one hand clasped on the slender waist of the girl, and the clothes he was wearing on his body were slowly iced. Condensation.

How to hold the girl into her arms, completely possessing her, madly plundering and encroaching on her, let her cry, let her plead, so that she can no longer leave herself.

Do not--! No -! !

This will die! How can he watch and die? !

Ji Ming’s hand jerked and pushed the cockroach away a few meters away and fell to the ground. He himself spurted another blood.

The sly tears slammed down, the sound shook and trembled because of the extreme cold, and the body could not move, but she shouted desperately, "Ji... 煜, 煜 煜 煜 !!!! ... scare me, you won't die! No... die! I will never... never allow you to die..."

Her body could not stand and could not walk, she fell to the ground, and struggled to climb through the stiff, cold body.

The redness in the eyes of Ji Mingyan and the tears of the girl flashed alternately, and the sound was like a beast: "Don't come over, hey, don't come over, I don't want to hurt you! I don't want to hurt you!"

When the voice just fell, he suddenly released a black spiritual power in his hand, completely wrapped himself, and disappeared without a trace in the next moment.

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She sat in the same place, holding her funny movements in the air, but did not put it down, as if she was stupid, and it seemed that the whole person was frozen in the soul.

Tears slipped over the eyelids, frozen on the face, so cold, and so painful, like ridiculing her self-righteousness.

What about Ji Ming? Where did he go? Will he die?

If he is really dead, what should he do? If she loses this person, how can she survive?

Why do you want to say what break? Why care about those long pasts? Those insignificant deceptions or exploits?

If the origin of the wood can make Ji Ming live, can he stop suffering, no longer suffer, and what can be deceived by a little deception?

Now, as long as she can save her, she is willing to pay all the price, whether it is the origin of wood or life.

However, still have time? The man who was swallowed up by the power of darkness, the man who is not willing to hurt him even if he is irrational, will he really come back?

The broken, choked crying overflowed from the throat of the donkey, and the tears slid down the eyelids from time to time, from scalding to freezing like ice, telling her remorse and despair.

She wants to rush out to find Ji Ming, and wants to put the roots of the wood to save his life, but at this moment she is frozen and unable to move.

"Hey, hey, the fourth source of the fast-moving wood!" The little red bird called the anxious call over the ear, and finally passed it into the ear.