The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

This is a Suzaku egg, the **** pure Suzaku will not die, even if they burn their blood. They can still be reborn, but they are returning to the beginning. After a thousand years of incubation, they will be born. After birth, they will forget the dust and start again.

Ji Mingyu stepped forward to pick up the red egg and looked a little embarrassed.

He seems to have seen the scene of being alone in the dense and deep jungle, and meeting these ignorant uncultivated ancestors thousands of years ago.

In the blink of an eye, they have been accompanying themselves for thousands of years, never giving up and never leaving.

Ji Mingqi bite his fingertips, and drops a drop of blood on the surface of the egg. A complex totem pattern flashes above the eggshell and disappears instantly.

This is a blood deed, and it is also a blessing to God, so that it can absorb the strength of the world and break the shell as soon as possible.

The white tiger climbed up from the ground, his eyes were red, and he stared at the egg. He trembled: "The master, can you hand over the Zhuque to your subordinates?"

Ji Ming did not answer, but passed the red egg.

The white tiger gathered the "Suzaku" in his arms, gently stroking the surface of the eggshell, and the tears dripped on the top.

"Suzaku." White tiger dumbly said, "You have a good night's sleep, and when you wake up, everything will be better."

"At that time, the master and the young lady must be married, the master became the emperor, we can call the rain in the gods, then no one can hurt you, you will become the princess of the gods, do whatever you want, our seven brothers Will cover you. Suzaku, do you wake up? We are so agreed!"

After the White Tigers collected the Suzaku, the sorrow and pain on his face and Qinglong’s face had all disappeared, and the look followed Ji Ji’s body as usual.

Ji Ming’s sleeves fell on the only ice sculpture that had not been shattered. The ice layer quickly dissolved most of the ice, revealing people who were shivering and horrified.

"No, don't kill me, we are just acting on the line!"

"The Lord, they, their original goal is not God respect you, because here is Siam, it is your territory. You stand at the top of the rules, even if the three people join hands, you can hurt you, but can not kill you, but Will leave a scourge!"

"The Lord's goal is always the saint... because if you get the saint, you will get the Divine and the Three Realms, even if you pass the trial of the Emperor, you will only die in the ancient universe."

"Is there a big array of protection? No...no...useless! The masters have already counted them. Because the people who took the saints entered the big array at the beginning!"

In the last sentence, Ji Ming’s pupil suddenly shrank, and his body broke out.

The power of black devours like a tide to the god-level monk.

"Oh, don't kill me, God honors -!!"

The voice of the monk came to an abrupt end, and at the same time, the body shape that Ji Ming was left in the place was disappeared.

Qinglong and Baihu looked at each other and saw the dignity in the other's eyes. Then they disappeared in the same place and rushed to the direction of Goddess Valley at the fastest speed.

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In the Qingyunjie goddess valley, he is healing for sputum.

After regaining the demon, the scorpion's spirit is much better, but the injury is still very heavy, and the body's meridians have broken several places, and even the soul is damaged by excessive burning.

The origin of the shackles of wood can renew his meridians, but the destruction of the soul is not the power of the source to save.