The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife - Chapter 603

[603. Chapter 603 603 The ferocity of beasts (monthly ticket plus 2)]

Several men in black were rushing towards her.

While crawling, he let out a shrill cry.

“…Help…Here…He’s here…Help…Aahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

, before they took a few steps the whole body was torn in two or even three petals, four petals.

Blood splattered, internal organs fell all over the floor, and the air was filled with a disgusting smell.

Hexi knew that she should go into the darkness to hide her breath, but she didn’t know why.

Feeling the aura that enveloped him from afar, he couldn’t move his footsteps.

That breath was really too ferocious, but also too sad, desperate, too angry and mad.

The last man in black fled to a place only ten paces away from Hexi, and let out a sharp cry: “Save me—I don’t want to die, save me—!!!”

However, the next moment, he It was torn in half, and the viscera and flesh fell to the ground.

And when he was torn open, his mouth was still wide open, and his eyes were full of fear.

Hexi felt a bloody smell so strong that she wanted to vomit, and warm blood splashed on her face.

Immediately afterwards, the torn corpse was thrown away, and a shadow slowly approached her in the darkness.

The low whine and roar, the strong smell of blood, and the scorching hot feeling that you can only feel when you get close to it, as if the flesh is scorched.

It wasn’t until the black shadow stood in front of him that Hexi realized that the shadow that roared like a beast and killed dozens of people in the blink of an eye turned out to be… a person.

The black shadow approached her step by step, the hot breath scorching her skin with bloody brutality.

Those eyes that shone brightly in the dark are exactly like the vertical pupils of a beast, but they exude a blood-like color that is frightening.

Hexi swallowed his saliva, clasped his long and cold fingers on the shadowless needle, and said in a hoarse voice, “Who are you?” In the

distance, countless footsteps rushed towards this side.

The group of men in black obviously came to catch the person in front of them.

“Roar~~~~~~~” A roaring voice came out from the throat of the shadow, mixed with the hoarseness of the man and the ferocity of the beast.

The shadowless needle in Hexi’s hand was almost about to shoot out, and suddenly the light of the far-away spar illumination cast lightly on the black shadow’s face.

It’s just this short, almost hazy interlaced light and shadow.

Hexi’s hand suddenly stopped, and his eyes widened in disbelief, “Ouyang Haoxuan?!!”

How could it be Ouyang Haoxuan? ! !

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Time goes back to a few hours ago, when the closing ceremony of the hunting competition was not over yet.

In a remote cave at the foot of Broken Soul Mountain, Ouyang Zhixiong opened his eyes in a daze.

At the moment when he was conscious, he only felt that his whole body was sore and soft as if it was about to melt, and the original Jindan period’s cultivation base seemed to be frozen by something and could not be used at all.

When Ouyang Zhixiong looked beside him, he saw a few men in black with masked faces.

There are only two people at the head, one is wearing a white scholar’s robe with an ordinary appearance, the other is tall, wearing a dark red brocade gun, but a black mask on his face, covering most of his face.

Seeing that Ouyang Zhixiong woke up, both of them walked towards him, and an invisible spiritual pressure rushed towards his face, making Ouyang Zhixiong agitated.

[End of This Chapter]