The King of Hell is Genius Pampered Wife

The man stepped forward two steps, smiling and holding her hand, gently rubbing and stroking like a lover, "just this hand hurt me? Do you know what will happen to those who hurt the king? "

He Xi slowly calmed down and breathed. The pain in her viscera made her face as pale as rice paper.

The man grasps her tender little hand with warm and powerful Fingerless fingers, and the thin cocoon of the finger abdomen rubs on the delicate skin, bringing a shivering tingling feeling.

He Xi wrists gently move, want to get rid of the man's control, but his body was pulled hard, dragged into his arms.

"Last time, in order to arouse the king's interest, a self conceited woman pointed her sword at him in public? Then she can't take the sword any more. " The low voice, with some danger of evil spirit, slowly breathed in her ear, "little girl, do you think I should waste your hand or your whole meridians?"

"If you want to abolish it, why do you say so much? Do you think I will ask you? " He Xi looks up and sneers, her face is bleak, but her eyes are bright as stars, full of stubborn coldness and pride, without flinching at all.

The man's heart moved slightly. For a while, it seemed that what was imprinted on the bottom of his heart by these eyes. The heart lake, which had always been calm and condensed, had some ripples.

He couldn't help but chuckled, and his authority faded. His voice was a little helpless: "how can you be so stubborn when you are young?"

He Xi frowns, just about to retort, and suddenly feels a pure penetrating into the body along the clasped wrist vein, all over the body in an instant.

The cool breath, with the domineering, swam quickly in her body until Dantian. Originally, the pain that would tear her viscera disappeared without trace. Instead, it made her feel comfortable enough to sigh.

"What are you doing?" He Xi is surprised. Is this man healing himself?

However, in response to her, he was shocked. He held tightly to the wrists of He Xi, and his face was changeable. After a while, he said in a deep voice: "I heard that the third miss of Nalan mansion Nalan He Xi was diagnosed as a waste that could not be cultivated since she was young, so she was abandoned in this place with thin spirit. You are the rumored waste of Nalan river

He Xi's heart was shocked, but his face remained the same. He said lightly, "didn't you track me here long ago after you have investigated my identity and background?"? What's more, who will I be if I'm not Nalan river? "

Hum! This body is indeed Nalan River's, and there is no precedent for this world to lose its rebirth. As long as she does not recognize, no one can say that she is not Nalan river!

However, the man chuckled, his voice full of ponder: "ha ha, what a waste that can't be cultivated. There are so many blind people in the world. "

He Xi in the heart of a surprised, repeatedly asked: "what do you mean this?" The small face, which had been calm and without waves, was finally fluctuating.

The warm palm suddenly clasped her jaw, the man bent down, stared at her clear eyes, and said slowly: "Naran River, right? Ben Wang remembers you. I'm sure we'll see each other soon. "

"Who are you?"

He Xi's cold and fierce questions just sounded, but he only felt the breath. The man who was standing in front of him disappeared in a flash.

The candle flickered in the whole room, but she was alone and alone, as if the strange man just appeared was her illusion.

Asshole -! He stream dark scolded a, biting teeth to lie back in bed, flashed back to the space.