The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

A shocking image appeared in front of him, making his face paler and his body trembling slightly.

But his expression has remained calm until he has finished reading it.

Wei Zixi showed a mocking smile. "What? You still don't believe it? Or do you think that as a saint, you must sacrifice for this domain?"

"No, I believe." Jun Yueze shook his head and then looked up at him, word by word, "I agree with your decision."

At this moment, Wei Zixi finally showed a strange look.

“Do you know what it means to take out the water pearls?”

Jun Yueze nodded, "The pain of burning the heart, the injury of the liver and intestines, the seven emotions and six desires are rolled over the oil pan, and all the human sufferings can be tasted, in order to condense a five-line spirit beads."

"Since you have known it for a long time, but still willing to let me take out the water pearl, and ruin it?" Wei Zixi's voice did not have the charm of the past, but with a hint of gloom, "for the sake of you, you are willing to sacrifice To this point?"

Jun Yue Ze smiled slightly and looked very calm.

"She is my only sister and the one who gave me my second life. Why can't I sacrifice for her?"

Wei Zixi was silent for a long time before he slowly raised his mouth.

The smile on his face regained its enchanting beauty and charm.

"Since you are willing to cooperate, it would be great!"

......

Wei Zixi gave an order, and some people immediately prepared.

And Junyue Ze was also pushed to an underground cave where the formation was ready.

Xuanmu is very familiar with this array.

Red Lotus Industry Fire!

At the beginning, even the person in his main position of the gods was under the torment of the red lotus industry. Most of the students were killed by the devil and fell to the Mahayana period.

What's more, Jun Yue Ze is just an ordinary, mortal who has not been cultivated.

His body is weaker than others.

Xuanmu slowly walked into the red lotus industry fire array, watching the quiet sitting in a wheelchair, there is no fear of Jun Yueze on his face.

I couldn’t help it anymore, and I slammed it.

His voice is hoarse and full of embarrassment. "Mr. Jun, I am sorry!"

Jun Yueze smiled slightly: "You just want to protect you, what is wrong. In fact, even if you tell me something earlier, I will make this choice too. Let 奚玥 become the saint who lost the seven passions, and ultimately for the world. Cangsheng went to sacrifice death. Such a thing, Wei Zixi does not want to see, Ji Ming will not want to see, you and I also do not want to see."

Xuan Mu opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound anymore. Instead, he squatted on the ground and took three heads before he got up and left.

Wei Zixi slowly walked into the battle, holding half a water Lingzhu in his hand.

As he walked in, the line of the array slowly lit up the red mans, but the red lotus fire had not yet picked up.

Jun Yueze looked up at Wei Zixi and smiled softly.

"What is the high priest still hesitating? Why is it still not activated? Is it afraid to blame you in the future? I am afraid that you can not afford the resentment?"

Wei Zixi laughed. "I have always done things based on my own preferences. Everything I did was never for the sake of embarrassment, but because I wanted to do this. As for whether it would be hated, I don't care."

What's more, he has long been used to being hated, being feared, and being alive and disgusted.

Then, it’s not too much.