The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

The man’s cultivation has reached the middle stage of the Mahayana period, and he is the same as the wizard, even if he is with the father.

Therefore, his most important thing is to adjust the guards around him.

He frowned slightly, and after a while he said, "Well, I am going with you alone."

Xuanmu called out with disapproval, "Hey!"

He smiled a little and looked disdainful: "You can rest assured that no one in this Tianhai tribe dares to treat me. Even if they want to do it to me, I can hold a straw bag as a shield!"

Wu Hao smiled and said: "It is my pleasure to let the fairy fairy be a shield."

Xuan Mu’s eyes were sharp and cold, but in the end he still listened to his life.

Wusong led the cockroach and quickly reached the prison of drowning.

During his numerous times, he wanted to touch the little hand that was soft and tender, but he was not close, and he was drawn by Xiao Zi.

Wuhuan screamed "the fairy is playing well", while the heart was thinking smugly: now you are going to be high again, and it will belong to me for a while. When I am in bed, I must cry you with pears.

The dungeons of the water are gloomy and bloody, but they seem to have nothing to do.

When I reached the third floor, Wusong said: "The more you get to the bottom, the more stinking, the fairy, why don't we go out together?"

He smiled and asked, "What is the deepest layer of the water?"

Wuhuan was dizzy by her smile, and her thoughts were almost flying. "Nine... nine floors."

"Who is the ninth floor closed?"

"I... I don't know, I only know that it is the most important prisoner of my family?"

"Can you take me to the ninth floor to see?"

"When... of course!"

In the space, Xiaojin Longxiao smiled and said: "How is this guy stupid like this, the boss has not used the beauty plan, he has been fascinated into this virtue!"

The egg slammed a voice: "Because the mother is the invincible beauty in the world, who will not be lost?"

"Do you say that the ninth floor will be closed to the ancestors?"

"It's so bad here, if the ancestors were kept here, it would be too pitiful."

Yan and Wuhua soon came to the ninth floor of the prison.

Almost at the first sight of a non-adult man hanging on the rock wall, he recognized it, "Master -!!"

At this moment, she could no longer control her emotions and rushed over desperately.

This skinny, bruised and bruised, who does not have a good meat on his body is actually his master?

That is always a smile, drinking, calling a gangster, Xuan Qing real people with chicken legs?

The sly hand trembled, stroked the **** skin, stroked the cold iron that penetrated the cheekbones, and stroked the burnt, even the black back of the bones.

This... How could this be her master?

Her master is so chic and free, always helping her when she is in distress, always smiling, as if things in the world are hard to beat him, and he is not in his heart.

For her, it’s been more than a year since she was with Master, but I can see you again. It’s actually... it’s such a fierce master.

These people even dared to hurt her master like this! !

These beasts, all damn!

At this moment, the stunned Xuan Qing real person slowly opened his eyes.

The **** red eyes saw him, and he showed a sly smile, and the hoarse voice was in his ear. "I must be dying, otherwise how can I see my gangster?"