The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife Chapter 1686: Regression

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Seeing the godly noble person, seeing the familiar face that fascinated women all over the world, Suzaku endured tears for a long time, and finally slipped into his eyes.

"Master, you are finally back —!"

Qinglong and Chaos Seven are all kneeling together, bending on one knee, supporting their hands with the ground, and bending over and exclaiming: "Welcome the return of the Lord!"

Twenty years on, the only king of Siam finally returns.

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On the top of Ziwei Mountain, the temple light that had been silent for 20 years finally lighted up again.

The entire Siamese continent is boiling.

Countless gazes stared at the sky-high mountain, widened eyes, stretched the neck, and wanted to determine if what he saw was true.

The temple lights up, which means that the deity is back.

The king who controls the life and death of the Siamese community and is so high that no one can touch it finally disappears after twenty years.

In the temple, pillars forged with **** crystals are lit one after another.

In the dim palace, guards wearing gold armor one after another emerged from the crystal pillars, separated on both sides.

They are the guards of the temple. They have been waiting in their sleep for twenty years. Now, they finally waited for their only master.

"Welcome the return of Lord God."

The guards on both sides knelt down, bowed and drank, their voices with irresistible excitement and expectations.

This is the king they have looked up to all their lives, the unique master of Siam and the temple-the **** Ji Mingyu.

At the end of the temple, a man in a black suit came slowly.

The gleam of crystal pillars reflected on his face, as if to paint the handsome features in a stroke, the graceful appearance of the world.

The light cloud of smoke on the high-level perennial jade chair is surrounded. When that slender and noble figure sits down, a thick spiritual power emanates from the temple, covering the entire Ziwei mountain top.

His Royal Highness, a pair of reverent glances, fell on the man with a scorching temperature.

Qinglong Baihu and Xuanwu are separated on both sides of the man.

Chaos, puppets, peculiar odds, puppets are hidden in the dark.

A red-finished Suzaku converged behind the fiery red wings behind him, bowed to his knees, and stunned: "Master, the Quartet has sent a magic charm, and asked the master to meet. Master, would you like to invite them up?"

Ji Mingyu didn't answer Suzaku's words, but said lightly, "How about Siam in these 20 years?"

Suzaku's eyes are slightly drooping, and a piece of crystal blue jade floats slowly in his hand, and is sent towards the man above.

"Look at me."

Tiantian Lingbao, which is made from the shadowstone as the main material, can record the changes in every aspect along with the five senses of the plant and insects in the heavens and the earth.

Although not all the trivial things can be recorded, the big movements are not missed.

Ji Mingyu's consciousness swept away from the Shadow Lingbao, but in an instant, the changes in this vicissitudes of the sea have come to mind.

A flash of sharp light flashed in his eyes, and slowly said: "It seems that in the past 20 years, there are quite a lot of restless people."

Suzaku smiled in his eyes, with a casual decision, "The Lord wants to deal with those people, please order."

Ji Mingyu will call Shadow Lingbao to throw it on the ground, and said coldly: "Tell the Quartet gods, when will they deal with those uneasy people underneath, and when will they see me again!"