Chapter 142 Supervisors and the Queen Mother 5

He was cold and cold, "What about the Queen Mother?"

A small **** next to him immediately climbed to his feet and said, "The Queen Mother is still closed, with her brother."

When I think of Bai Weiwei and the skinless corpse, the woman has been pampered since she was a child. When she was a bad person, when did she experience it?

It’s crazy to be in trouble.

Mu Yanjun sneered and laughed. "How can I make her so good? I will wait for our Queen Mother tonight."

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Bai Weiwei sat next to the body and kept hypnotizing himself. This is a white chicken, not a human.

Then she took a deep breath and waited until she heard the system reminding the male voice, and suppressed the whimper in the throat, and the bleak sounded.

"Xiao Zhao, my sister is useless, can't protect you. You are kind and since you were young. The only ideal is to protect the country. You can only suffer from this when you are sixteen."

When Mu Yanjun just walked to the door, he heard Bai Weiwei’s words.

He is cold-hearted, Bai Zhao is poisonous, and he never looks at civilians. He does not know how many people are killed.

Is he kind? Also protect the home country?

joke.

Bai Weiwei choked softly. "I can't slap people, I can only accompany you, I am a poor and kind brother."

Mu Yanjun heard the sound of the blade and kicked the door.

As he walked in, he saw Bai Weiwei holding a knife against his chest, his eyes desperately obsessed, and he saw that the knife would be sent to her chest.

Mu Yanjun took off the flower arrangement leaves next to him, and pointed the leaf to fly, directly bounced the knife in the hand of Bai Weiwei.

Bai Weiwei was shocked. The whole person stepped back and the skirt was stained with blood, but it did not hurt her feminine posture.

"The Queen Mother is honorable, so dead, too boring?"

The indifferent tone of Mu Yanjun is ghostly and gloomy at night.

Bai Weiwei was pale, but she was not afraid. The eyes were in the candlelight, clear and fearless.

"The traitor is in the road, and there is no way to be loyal."

Bai Weiwei looked at Mu Yanjun, his back was straight and his voice was upright. "My Bai family is loyal to the loyalty, humble to the next sage, never sinful, and has not slandered anyone. Now it is dead to this end." Serving the country, leaving a hundred names, a heart."

The system silently turned over the information of the white house, framed Zhongliang, and was good at politics, bullying men and women, and corrupting officials.

The ability of the host to blink and talk is ten.

Mu Yanjun seems to hear a joke, and the haze laughs. "You said, you have not slandered one person?"

Bai Weiwei stood in the blood of the coagulation, looked up at him, no fear, no hesitation.

"Yes, because I know that they are all kind people."

The system silently flipped the folder and looked at the people who had been killed by the White House. They could build the Great Wall. This is a very good mother.

Mu Yanjun looked at her, but could not see the fear she wanted, oh, and guilty conscience.

She stood quietly in the blood of the fire, with a clear, soft breath, but with the sharpness of a steel knife.

She emphasized in a word, "Whether I am dead, I know that our white family is just and kind, and you are destined to be stigmatized for thousands of years."

Mu Yanjun only felt that his own reason was smashed.

Bai Weiwei tapped the system gently: "Do you know what is the most crashing thing for the victim?"

The system’s ability to talk to her has been admired. “What is it?”

Bai Weiwei: "Deny that he was harmed, then he will..."

Waiting for a moment, a cold hand has already licked her neck.

"Bai Weiwei, very good." Mu Yanjun dawned like a fire.

"I won't let you die, it will make you die."

Plus, the last one today. Today, Kavinka is ecstasy, then I am going down, see you tomorrow night. Thank you for voting on the sister paper, the sister paper for the reward, and the sister paper for the message. Good night, what?

(End of this chapter)