The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

He gnashed his teeth and said: "You have been thinking like this from the beginning?"

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"Not to mention, you are still the master of my husband, I am not good at fighting with you, then you can only request to follow the rules of heaven and return to the domain."

The level of the god-level monks is divided into: the gods, the gods, the gods, the gods and the gods.

The Lord of God is second only to Ji Ming, Wei Zixi, and Yun Tianyi, who are the masters of that level. As you can imagine, how could you really be the opponent of Junbei?

However, Junbei used a certain secret method. For thousands of years, he has been suppressing his own cultivation. The traces of traces and traces are not leaked, so that when Tiandao recalled the god-level monk, he even missed him.

Therefore, in the battle with Junbei, the purpose was never to defeat him, but to force him to reveal the true cultivation.

Nowadays, although she paid the price of the injury, the repair of Jun Beiyu was also leaked. He was soon forced to return to the domain.

The anger on Junbei’s face slowly disappeared, and it turned into the coldness of Morihan. “Good! Good! It’s really a woman who I’m looking at,” I’m going to wait for you in this domain. Little girl, you must be careful when you arrive!"

As soon as the voice fell, his figure disappeared into place, and even the breath disappeared without a trace.

Everyone was shocked.

No one expected that Junbei was actually a master of the **** level, and such a master was forced to return to the domain!

Others were shocked, and the elders of Jun Tianyang and Jun’s family were obviously panicked.

There is no Junbei 骥 sitting in the town, how their monarchy unified Siam.

"Hey, you are too much!" Jun Tianyang suddenly screamed and pointed at the loud voice. "You know that today is an important period of engagement with the Mozu, but for the sake of one's own desire to force our ancestors to return to the Divine, now Without the strength of the ancestors, where do we have a chance to win against the Mozu? You help the Mozu, are you a spy of the Mozu?"

As soon as this was said, everyone’s face became ugly.

Looking at the gaze of the eyes also brought doubts.

With a smile, watching the eyes of Jun Tianyang is full of ridicule.

However, before she could talk, a smirking boy’s voice came from afar. “Jun Tianyang, what is your quarrel? Isn’t it a guilty conscience, afraid to expose the things you have colluded with the Mozu? ?"

Jun Tianyang’s face changed greatly, and he roared and looked forward. “You are nonsense—!”

His voice stopped short and he stared at the front.

Everyone was wide-eyed and looked at a few people who came slowly.

Among the pedestrians, there are teenagers and young girls who have completed the robbery period. They have the Shaogong main spirit of the Shenyue Palace. They have the mysterious period of the Mahayana period, but the eyes of all people can't help but fall on another person.

The young man in a wheelchair, with a gentle look and a calm look, did not have a sense of spiritual fluctuations.

"Jun Yue Ze -!!"

I don't know who screamed, and then spread like a wave of water, picking up huge waves.

Jun Tianyang’s face was full of sorrow, and he couldn’t speak for a long time.

Junyue Ze’s hand drew a complex array of characters in the air and gently pushed it out.