Close Mad Son-in-law

The woman glanced at Her Majesty the Queen blankly. The posture is very awkward and domineering.

She raised a hand in a very offensive posture, but Her Majesty did not dare to dodge or resist.

Let the woman poke a finger on her beautiful face with a little makeup.

"How old are you?" The woman said viciously, unkind. "You are ashamed that the old cow eats tender grass?"

Her Majesty's expression was stiff. Complex colors gleamed in the eyes.

The master is still the same as before, she always likes to hurt others by exporting. It doesn't even care about the feelings of others.

She lived without worry and without any burden.

Say whatever she wants to say.

Just do what you want.

But Her Majesty did not dare to talk back.

Because she knows better than anyone. The master has this capital and also has this strength.

No matter what she does or what she says. No one dared to resist her. Even if you resist, you usually won't succeed.

The atmosphere is very rigid and solemn.

Her majesty's red lips trembled slightly, but she said nothing.

"Have you taken any safety measures?" The woman asked her majesty coldly, like a parent.

"Yes." His Majesty replied frankly.

Such as a little girl who made a mistake, dare not conceal the slightest.

"You are old. You have passed the stage of eugenics." The woman said sharply. "How do you develop with him, how you want to get along with him. I don't care about you."

The woman lowered her eyes and glanced at Her Majesty's belly: "But you can't have his seed. I don't want my grandson to be of Tokyo descent. I'm an angry young man. You know it."

Her Majesty said bitterly: "I know. Master."

After a pause, Her Majesty the Queen said again: "In fact, I may never have anything to do with your son again in my life."

"The world is unpredictable. Who knows?" The woman slowly walked into the palace, as if returning to her back garden. "Don't you all think I'm dead? But I'm still alive. And I'm alive better than all of you."

Her Majesty the Queen followed behind the master and walked into the palace step by step.

The residence of Her Majesty the Queen.

The queen personally poured tea and water, doing the work that a servant girl should do to the extreme.

Then stood carefully next to the woman, waiting for her dispatch at any time.

The woman took a sip of tea slowly. Then he frowned and put down the teacup: "Is this also what people drink?"

Her Majesty the Queen was taken aback. Then he pursed his lips and said, "This is already my best private possession."

"The quality of life is too bad." The woman shook her head. Said disdainfully. "No matter how you say it, it is also a respected queen. You should improve your private life quality. Otherwise, how can you cultivate your aristocratic temperament?"

Her Majesty is very humble, even very humble: "I just work for the palace. I certainly can't be as expensive as you."

"Why do I listen to what you mean, teasing me a little bit?" The woman squinted her majesty's eyes.

"Don't dare," Her Majesty said with her red lips hanging down. "In my heart, you will always be an unattainable existence."

"Count you acquaintance."

The woman picked up the teacup again and took a sip.

This time. He was even more exaggerated. He simply spit the tea in his mouth into the trash can on the spot, frowned and said, "You are living in hell."

Talk about it. Raising her eyes and looking at Her Majesty the Queen: "Let's talk about it."

"Say what?" Her Majesty the Queen was stunned.

"Lin Wanli used to talk to you in secret." The woman was sitting relaxed and casual. "is it?"

Her Majesty's body trembled. Jiao body tightly said: "Yes."

"What did you talk about?" the woman asked casually.

"This-is it a sex?" Her Majesty struggled.

"In front of me. Do you want to fuck?" the woman asked toughly.

"He hopes to join hands with me." Her Majesty the Queen said, pursing her lips. Give up resistance.

"What are you doing together?" The woman seemed to control everything in the world.

Every word she asked seemed to be teasing Her Majesty the Queen.

"Joint hands to control the meeting of the gods." Her Majesty said slowly. "He said. He has a chance to become the next leader of the Council of the Gods."

"What leader? It's just a watchdog." The woman said rudely.

Her Majesty did not refute anything.

She didn't fully understand the past of the martial arts conference. But through Lin Wanli's dictation, and even her understanding through intelligence agencies. There is also a basic understanding.

Kou Yinghua, the leader of the Council of Gods, is dead.

And died in the hands of the old monk.

As for why the old monk wanted to kill him. there are many reasons.

But in the eyes of Her Majesty the Queen. The reason why Kou Yinghua would die.

It's because the master doesn't want him to live anymore.

Moreover, Her Majesty the Queen also vaguely guessed something.

For example, the Conference of the Gods is not as simple as it seems.

At least, there is more than just an oval table.

Behind it, there must be even greater power. More terrifying deconstruction.

otherwise. The leader of the number one organization that has dominated the global underground world for so many years. How could it be so easy to die?

Take a deep breath. Her Majesty the Queen pursed her lips and said, "I didn't reject him. But I didn't immediately agree."

"Why?" the woman asked casually.

"I'm waiting for your instructions." Her Majesty the Queen said slowly.

"How dare I tell her Majesty the Queen?" the woman said strangely. "I'm a caomin. You are a dignified queen."

Her Majesty is ashamed. Also very weak: "You say so. It makes me feel ashamed."

"Then find a crack in the ground and get in." The woman said coldly as she spoke. "You alone have put my son in danger many times. I should have stripped you old woman out of the streets! Let your subjects see how sinister your woman is!"

Her Majesty the Queen laughed blankly.

The master is still the master.

She always speaks words that people can't answer.

No one can guess her mind.

And what surprised Her Majesty the most was.

There is a looming hostility on the master's body.

A gloomy and hostile atmosphere different from the unrestrained and unrestrainedness of the past.

The master has changed ~www.readwn.com~ has become not only strong, but also very dark.

"Master, how did you spend these years?" Her Majesty the Queen hesitated, and asked about topics that should be cared about as a disciple.

"Traveling in the mountains and playing in the water, red and dusty." The woman said lightly. "Don't ask. The happiness index of my life is beyond your expectation."

Her Majesty the Queen was stunned. Then he said: "Since you are safe and sound. Didn't you continue to liquidate the grievances that year?"

The meeting of the gods is certainly terrifying.

The strong man involved in the grievances that year was of course unpredictable. Otherwise, how could even Chu Shang, the number one martial artist, be killed in battle?

But Her Majesty didn't believe that with the master's ability, she couldn't do anything.

I don't believe it even more. The master will endure such a deep hatred.

There must be mystery in it!