The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

In fact, the disaster did not really pass, but all people are no longer desperate, but with a deep hope.

Occasionally look at the distant sky, with a firm and hopeful look.

They believe that Ji Ming will surely achieve the ultimate victory and bring new hope to mankind.

Yes, she believes so.

He smiled and suddenly vacated.

"Hey-!" Jiuye was shocked and quickly followed.

Yun Tianyi discovered the movement and followed it up.

"Hey, what are you going to do?"

The phoenix, the phoenix, the purple streamer flickering, the beautiful face in the setting sun, the beautiful and moving can not be said.

"Ji Ming is working hard, and I can't look at him in a silly manner. We said it, we must fight side by side."

After that, the origin of the wood is running in her dantian, and the green light is centered on her, towards the whole new world of the gods, and also spread toward the world of 3,000 planes.

Yuntian Yidao: "Well, stay with you, you can do what you want to do!"

Jiuye smiled and said: "Since I am your master, I will naturally protect you!"

The light falls.

The magic gas is like the water vapor that encounters the flame is generally evaporated.

The low-level demons also made painful screams and were burned clean.

Whether it is the Divine or the 3,000-faced world, the Holy Light brings the end of pain, the coming of a new life, and the re-ignition of hope.

She wants to be with Ji Ming, and this world is a peaceful and prosperous world.

From then on, her children, her friends and relatives, can grow up happily and happy in this peaceful world.

This is their responsibility as a **** and a saint, and their hope.

As the crowd found the action in the sky.

Xuan Mu flew up into the sky, the valley wind flew up into the sky, Ouyang Haoxuan flew into the sky...

Fuxi's sixty-four arrays were reunited with the twelve days of the Tiantian.

Junyue Ze was in a wheelchair and slowly flew in the guardianship of Ji Weicheng.

Thousands of konjac regrouped.

But this time it was not for killing the enemy, but for guarding.

A steady stream of spiritual power converges toward the center.

The faint light of Feng Yu’s clothes was once again lit up.

The colorful light illuminates the sky that the night is coming.

......

In a world of three thousand planes.

A child pointed out with a bright, white, colorful sun shining through the night sky: "Mother, mother, look, the sun is colored!"

The child's mother-in-law was on the ground, watching the colorful sun shining down, and all the demons in front of her disappeared.

The child's dying father opened his eyes and suddenly burst into tears and couldn't stop crying.

The children are very puzzled by the parents who are crying together. "The colorful light is very comfortable on the body. Why are you crying?"

"Yes, very comfortable!" The mother took the child into her arms and cried. "This is the sun that the gods redeem us. It is a sacred sun. Children, you can never forget, this day, and this colorful sun."

The child was dragged by her mother, facing the colorful pretty sun gimmick, ignorant in her heart, but couldn’t help but squint at the glaring sun.

"A beautiful colorful sun! There seems to be a beautiful young lady... Mother, is this pretty lady who saved us from saving?...Nanny, you can rest assured, I will never forget!"

Such a scene is staged in countless places in the world of 3,000 planes.