The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

After Wei Zixi’s words were finished, many people present were discolored.

It is that Ji Ming and Wei Zixi are also sinking their faces, and they are going to be behind them.

The elders of Qin were blinded in horror, and if they refused, they would have to rush out.

However, Wei Zixi’s movements are faster than all of them.

The red energy line fell like a spider web, and bound the elders of Qin and Qin.

Then, the sacred light on the scorpion's scepter screamed at the sky.

In the meantime, the aperture in the sky is more dazzling than the sun, and the elders of Qin and Qin are covered at the same time.

"Ah, ah, ah!!!" The scream of tears broke out from the mouth of the elder Qin.

He fell to the ground and mourned, rubbing his fingers on the flesh of his face.

Blood sputum flows out of his eyes, ears and nose, but not red blood, but with black and dirty pus.

Just a moment's effort, there is no better piece of skin on the elders of Qin.

On the face and hands, I was taken away from the flesh and saw the white bone inside.

It’s just that this bone, in the light of the holy day, also shows a little black spot.

In the blink of an eye, it becomes as ridiculous as mold, and it also emits rancid gas.

On the other hand, the same sorrow in the holy day, but only a pale face, sweat on the forehead, but there is no scar on the body.

Even after the glory of the Holy Day, her body automatically exudes a bright green awning, just like the vitality of the spring, which is fascinating and eager.

"It's a saint! This is definitely a true saint!" someone shouted.

Some people are sincere and fearful, and they are afraid to speak, because they have just questioned the identity of the saint.

At this moment, no one will doubt it.

You must be the true saint!

Wei Zixi’s gods and gods were collected, and the holy day disappeared.

At this time, the elders of Qin had turned into a bone of blood and black lacquer, and Mrs. Qin kneeled on the ground and made a desperate cry.

When the holy day is light, you can no longer support it, and it will fall down softly.

However, she has not fallen to the ground, and she has been embraced by Ji Mingyu and hugged.

His face was pale and his breath was weak. He had the pain and the emptyness of his strength.

The Holy Sun can not hurt her, but it will instinctively expel all the dark things in the monk, including the seven passions and greed.

The body of Xuan Yin and the chaos of Dan Tian, ​​which bears the power of the source, can be said to be the purest in the world, but it is impossible to have no distracting thoughts in the soul.

Therefore, the baptism of this holy day light is like a chemotherapy for her, and it is killed by cancer cells in the body.

There was no side effect on her body, but she still felt pain and hardship.

For another second, it may not be able to support it.

However, when the weak body falls into the familiar embrace, you feel that all the tiredness and pain disappear in an instant without a trace.

She adjusted a comfortable posture in Ji Ming's arms and fell asleep.

Next, no matter what, she believes that as long as there is Ji Ming, she will certainly solve it for her.

Ji Mingyu was so distressed that she held the girl in her arms, and the chilling eyes of the people looked at the red man opposite.

Wei Zixi raised his mouth and revealed a lazy smile, but there was something soaring in the depths of his eyes that made his eyes unable to move away from the girl's pale face.