The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Nangong’s eyes are full of gentleness and sweetness: knowing that you can’t tell others’ secrets, you can easily tell yourself!

The mouth is a small thing, but dare to say that I don’t like myself!

Tunxi once again checked the body of Nangong, ensuring that there would be no problems, and left him with a few bottles of Lingquan water before he called in Qinglong.

This time, Qinglong once again confirmed that Nangong was safe and sound, and will return to normal as usual after three days. He couldn’t help but look over. He looked at the eyes of Tunxi with full awe and gratitude, and no longer had the vigilance of the past.

After Quxi confessed some precautions, he would leave. Who knows that Nangong is holding her hand, revealing a sad expression that is about to be abandoned.

Tunxi is simply full of black lines, and repeatedly said that he will come over tomorrow, and Nangong will barely let her go.

Qinglong sent her out after he followed the creek, and secretly sneaked back to the calm and unpredictable master, and compared his appearance, he could not help but shudder.

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When Tunxi and Qinglong just walked out of the palace of Nangong Temple, they saw the white tiger, the unintentional and the Suzaku who waited anxiously outside the gate.

Because the treatment of the Nangong Palace suffered a lot of spiritual power, and just returned to the cool place from the hot place, the face of Tunxi quickly faded, became pale, and had obvious fatigue on his face.

When Suzaku saw her sly look, she suddenly felt overjoyed and thought that she had won. She was glaring at the Qinglong. She said: "Qinglong, is this woman unable to cure the master? The treatment time of the master is now delayed. The body is damaged, the consequences, what do you bear?"

Qinglong slightly narrowed his eyes and looked at Suzaku’s eyes full of disgust, but he always lacked expression, so outsiders could not see from his expression. "Suzaku, you just hope that Wang Haozhi is not good, you are in you. In the eyes, the safety of the master is not as good as your heart?"

"You are less bloody!" Suzaku screamed and whispered. "It is obvious that you believe this monk, and let the master fall into danger. You even called this monk Wang Hao, are you looking at her beauty? Was she stunned by her seduce?"

Qinglong binocular suddenly shot the magical power of Sen Han, and the long sword on his hand was instantly sheathed and smashed to Suzaku.

Suzaku only felt a huge spiritual attack, like a mountain pressed against her, let her knees kneel down to the ground, spit out a blood, his face became pale.

"You...you..." Suzaku’s voice trembled, his mouth vomited, but he couldn’t say a complete sentence.

Unwilling to go forward and ask anxiously: "What happened to the master?"

Qinglong looked at Xiaoxi, who smiled and smiled, and said: "The master is already awake, and he can recover after three days. This is what I just confirmed with the master."

Unwilling to wait for people to hear the words, suddenly revealing a heavy expression, the nerves of the whole body are also relaxed.

Although the master is just a teenager who is just 20 years old, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are a few years old. However, over the years, the master has used his unrivalled strength and wisdom to become the backbone of the Iron Kirin and the Pluto. Without the master, these people will be like headless flies that have lost their direction. I don’t know how to it is good.