Secret Service Princess: The Cold Prince’s Black Belly Wife

"Okay, Lord, please invite me first." The child stared, sulking angrily, and made a gesture of inviting towards the light, said unwillingly, "I really look forward to the Lord's privacy for me. Message. "

"Oh, let's go." Guang didn't care about the child's words, looked at the child's confident look, smiled and shook his head. He believed her, just like the child believed the high priest, but the child believed it was Blind, and he gave the trust after precise measurement. For so many years, all of her was like watching a drama yesterday. He never knew that a woman could be so strong. Between thoughts, the two have arrived at the Wolf Rattan.

When Guang entered the Wolf Rattan Hall, he was really stunned by the scene in front of him. As long as he had brought her back yesterday, he expected that today ’s early Dynasty would be a fierce battle, but he did not expect it to be evil. To this point. As early as yesterday's small meeting, the wolf minister was divided into two factions. One faction believes that no matter whether it is a human race or a wolf race, as long as they have enough ability, they can work for the welfare of my wolf king and my wolf race. The other faction thinks that weak humans are not qualified to be the king of my wolf clan, and it is not guaranteed that one day they will help the human race to exterminate our wolf clan. At one time, all the wolves were divided into two factions, and the two factions were endlessly arguing.

In the Wolf Rattan Hall, the wolf minister who was dissatisfied yesterday was lying on the ground at this time, and his mouth wailed, and some even had been beaten back to the original shape. The blue-faced iron wolf wore a large robe and looked strange. Inconsistent. And the wolf ministers who said yesterday that they support the new wolf king are safely standing on the other side of the temple, but they can be seen from their shivering body and the cold sweat that can't stop flowing down their heads. They are scared by more than just a little bit.

"My great king, is this what happened?" Light bypassed the bodies of the wolf-men, walked to the center of the hall, and asked the woman in red, sitting in a chair and sipping tea, respectfully. With.

"It's nothing. They said that the criteria for the wolf to choose a king is their ability. They refused to accept me as a weak woman and asked for a renewal of the fighting ceremony." Leng Yetong stroked the tea cover twice, blowing the hot tea inside. Erchashui, looked at the wolfmen mourning on the ground, and said casually, "I agree with them, the thing I like most is a waste of time, so I let them go together, as long as I can After defeating me within the stroke, I gave up the throne. But unfortunately, they seemed to have a lot of abilities beyond just a little luck, which really made me feel sad. "

"My great king is that I can't think of it so that you can accept this sudden intimidation." Guang Fu blessed himself, with a look of apology, glanced at the wolfmen on the right side, flattened his mouth. , With some pity, said, "Don't I tell you not to make any remarks before I come? It seems you don't have the imagination you know."

"Kill, these people are useless, but they are cumbersome." Leng Yetong put down the tea cup in his hand, and gave a cold glance at the wolfmen on the ground, thin lips, and said without a trace of emotion. As soon as Leng Yetong's voice fell, there was a sound of air-inhalation in the hall. Even the supporters of the new king couldn't help but want to speak out, but no one wants to open this mouth, and no one can think of this. A fragile woman would be so iron-hearted.