The old man shook his head and sighed.

Ling Luoyu didn't bother him, just stood quietly with him.

After a long while, he shook his head lightly: "Fine, since I have moved my mind and come out, I will do it again. It is also for the sake of the past to preserve a little blood in their family..."

Ling Luoyu was waiting for such an opportunity!

You must show up for matcha, unless you do it, you can't convince the crowd.

But if you do it, it will inevitably lead to a lot of trouble!

Now, with this Wu Xiu coming forward, it was too simple.

With his former status and status, open his mouth, whether it is a king or a queen, he dare not be too aggressive.

In this way, it is forgotten to solve her troubles indirectly.

"Old man, don't know what to call it?"

"Call me the stealer!"

"...The stealer?"

"Compared to my family members and relatives, everyone is dead...Among the people I know, I am the only one who is still alive. I am guilty of stealing a living... so let's call it a stealer!"

"...Stealing senior!"

The fact that the thief killed the soldier and watered the flowers with his blood soon reached the ears of Cha Mi and the queen.

Their mother and son are arguing over Ling Luoyu's matter. Hearing about it, their faces are extremely ugly--

"Mi'er, where did you get the plague god? You also called us the scorpion race for such a person, didn't you ask for trouble?"

"Mother concubine, you have also seen a little bit about the cultivation methods of those two people...Do you think your son has the ability to prevent them from coming?"

"Then what should we do now? One wave has not settled, another wave has happened again...the two outsiders have not yet figured out what happened to this murderous old man? Our Jangren clan hit the sea god. Has it been punished?"

"Mother concubine, this is the end of the matter, what is the use of this? Why don't you just do what I want, don't expand the matter, fix it with your sister in time, and make this matter safe and over it..."

"What you said is simple! If you want me to show favor with the matcha little hoof, I can't do it!"

"Mother concubine, now and then, now we are at a disadvantage. If we show weakness, we have to show weakness. If we want to show weakness, we have to show weakness.

"Serve softly? My dignified queen, do you want to be soft to a refugee?"

"She is my sister..."

"She is a stumbling block to the throne!"

Every time, as long as she said about it, her mother's expression would be quite sordid, making Cha Mi very helpless.

He really didn't understand--

"Mother concubine, why do you care so much about your elder sister... The throne of the Shaman tribe has always been passed on from men to women, and the existence of women is only a man's accessory! With me, how can the throne be passed on to my sister? Don't say your Majesty is faint now, even if he is well awake, he won't pass the throne to his sister...Mother concubine, why are you so eager to kill?!"

"What do you know?" The queen was stern, tears burst into her eyes, and some hysterical madness: "Mother has calculated for you for a lifetime, you... You should treat me like this, then what are the things I did before? It's a waste of money?!"

The queen's tears made Cha Mi's attitude just hardened instantly softened.