Su Xueying looked at the screen of the mobile phone blankly and listened to the unbearable conversation inside. She felt that her three views were affected.

"So what?

In any case, I am a person who can't see the light, I can only meet you sneaky with you. "

"You can bear it again, wait for me to unify the martial arts world, and the rules at the end of this day are not determined by me?

At that time, I will announce our relationship to the whole world. I see who dares to say three. "

"real?"

"Do you think I need to lie to you ..." Even if Su Xueying's reaction was slow, it had already heard it.

She now only feels that Tianlei is rolling, and there is a feeling that I don't know how to do it tonight.

However, the next conversation was really a fatal blow to her.

"What about Su Xueying then?

She is the nominal Lord's wife. "

When Su Xueying heard her name, she immediately became nervous, and then heard Zhang Yan's cold voice coming.

"she?

The reason why I married her at the beginning was to get the position of this Lord. Now she basically has no use value. Will she just rest? "

Su Xueying directly dizzy, and his body fell backwards.

Tang Muyang's eyes were fast, and she hurried her.

Su Xueying's delicate body was constantly shaking, leaning on all the strength of her body on Tang Muyang, and continued to look at the mobile phone.

"However, Su Xueying's father was the last master. Until now, many people in the Zongmen support her. I am worried that there will be many people who will oppose it at that time."

"That's simpler, finding a way to make her suddenly 'death', can she smoothly block the mouth of the old guy?"

"What do you mean ... poison?"

"You don't care about this, I have a way to get rid of her. At that time, we can be together brightly.

Now, let me reward you first ... "Su Xueying was stunned there, and her mobile phone had slipped to the ground, but she still kept that posture and couldn't return to God for a long time.

The impact of this video was definitely disruptive.

For so many years, she has been forcing herself to play a good wife, mother, and madam.

Even if she has always been cold by her husband, was alienated by her daughter, and her disciple Yang Fengyin violated, she was trying to keep these identities.

It wasn't until this time she discovered that all this effort became so ridiculous.

I once devoted all her worries to her husband, and I wanted to kill her deliberately.

The reason for killing her was so ridiculous, because of her existence, which hindered the two men who loved each other.

I do n’t know when tears have begun to flood. For so many years, the resentment, anger, and pain that have accumulated over the years have erupted.

She suddenly found that she seemed to have been betrayed by the world. Although she was only late autumn, she felt the cold of the bone.

Su Xueying raised his head slowly, looking at the slightly childish face, and suddenly lost his mind.

"You ... can you have a drink with me?"

Su Xueying said in a nearly begging tone.

Tang Muyang stared at her beautiful cheeks for a while, nodded, "Okay."

To put it, you have to pour the two for the two.

Su Xueying stopped him and made a trick. Two three -foot wine altar had flew into her, "Use this."

Su Xueying threw one of the altar to Tang Muyang, and drank with himself holding the other altar.

Most of the drinks entered her mouth, and the remaining part followed her white goose neck and flowed in.

Tang Muyang stared at her bold side, and finally understood who the British spirit on Zhang Hanyu was more like.

"drink."

Su Xueying poured most of the altar wine into his body, and his beautiful cheeks hung two flushed halo. He looked at Tang Muyang with a provocative look.

Tang Muyang smiled slightly, and no longer nonsense, and picked up the altar and poured up.

When Su Xueying saw this, she was not willing to show weakness and continued to drink.

The night is getting darker.

Xinghui Pavilion has accumulated the altar full of places.

This forgotten slurry is extremely violent. Rao is the deep strength of the two, and it is already drunk and blurred.

Su Xueying stood up and stood up, "What does it mean to drink alone?

It's better to let me dance the sword to help. "

To put it, there is already a sword with a cold and light shot in my hand.

In Tang Muyang's blurred eyes, began to dance.

At this time, she was wearing a white gauze robe, between dancing, and her clothes fluttered, as if going to return to the wind, Yuhua Dengxian.

Tang Muyang was a little lost, "Well, I really don't know what Zhang Zongzhu thought, letting you cherish it, but like a man."

When Su Xueying heard him mention Zhang Yan, his expression sank immediately, "Don't mention that man with me. Now when I mention this despicable and shameless, I feel nauseous.

Tang Muyang couldn't help but evoke a smile on his face, and stretched out his hand on her cheek twice. "Now we have a common language, I will help you retaliate against him, you can help me get rid of him, the goals are consistent, each takes what needs it."
Chapter completed!