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An archbishop who is highly respected in the eyes of a civilian would actually laugh like this. Only then did the queen really believe what Liang Lidong said. Perhaps this bishop was not as kind as he appeared.

Of course, lustful things do not seem to affect a person's moral character. At least in the queen's opinion, lustful men are not a serious crime. And she thinks that if someone is not so serious, it would be nice to be a little lustful.

The queen knows how to seduce men, but she is not like ordinary women who use their bodies to seduce men. She is better at seducing people with her eyes. This is the knowledge she learned when she is transforming from a maid to a quasi-queen queen and conducts training.

What taught her was an old lady... Although she looked fifty or sixty years old and had wrinkles on her face, her eyes could convey a kind of spring love that only girls had.

The queen was not very proficient in learning, but combined with her appearance and figure, she had the taste of being better than being blue. With this skill, she firmly controlled the position of queen. After the king married her, she never encountered any other men.

The eyelid waves flowed, and the light fragrance of the white lily was gently blowing in the night wind. The Archbishop sucked deeply, and felt that the world was more and more beautiful. But he still remained vigilant enough: "The queen had no interest in me before, so why was she willing to ask me out to meet tonight?"

The night wind became colder and colder, and the queen was wearing a little exposed. She hugged her round shoulders and murmured: "I used to have a husband, but now I don't have a husband."

"That shouldn't be chosen as an old man," the Archbishop said lightly. His eyes flashed across the queen's body, like looking at a precious oriental porcelain, with careful care and a sense of fanatical possession.

The queen sighed softly, feeling very pity, and the night wind became colder again. It seemed that the heaven and earth were hurting her.

"My husband is older than you." The queen said slowly in her bright red lips: "Men's age is not the most important thing, the most important thing is a sense of security. Women don't need much, I think you should understand the archbishop."

Understand, the Archbishop naturally understands! Now the royal family's internal strife has reached a national level of knowledge. Princess Emma, ​​the bloodline with the least powerless and foundation, is the weakest of the three. As long as she is willing, the other two royal bloodlines can easily kill her.

As the queen, Angel naturally has no power. Her false bloodline and false parents have no other places to help except being called nouveau riche.

"I understand what you mean." The Archbishop smiled knowingly. There is nothing more important in this world than life. There is nothing more important than ensuring his status. In his opinion, this queen is already in his pocket: "I can guarantee that your future life will not be worse than now."

The queen turned her head and glanced at the Archbishop, with a hint of gratitude in her charming eyes.

Seeing this, the Archbishop smiled faintly, but when he held the queen's slender waist, he felt extremely smooth and ecstatic. He felt so happy. He enjoyed it through his clothes. If he could really get this woman, how happy it would be.

The queen was touched by the Archbishop and her whole body trembled slightly. Then she looked a little ugly and she smiled awkwardly. But she pretended to be a smile and said, "Article, my daughter wants to see you too."

The Archbishop has been paying attention to the queen's expression. In his opinion, if the queen appears, she will act coquettishly and will definitely have a problem. But now she is still welcomed by her desire to refuse, and she obviously doesn't like herself, but she has to pretend to be okay. This is normal, and she is a desperate person who wants to surrender to herself.

"Okay, let's go and meet Princess Emma."

The Archbishop stood up with a satisfied expression on his face. He was no longer in a hurry to get close to the queen... Anyway, it was all the meat in the bowl and the soup in the pot, and he couldn't escape. He wanted to find a suitable time and place to swallow the two mothers and daughters together, which would make people happy and excited.

The queen stood up, looked at her eyebrows with a slight look, and walked slowly in front of her.

The Archbishop followed behind, admiring the gentle and graceful willow waist as the queen walked around, and admiring the long, white swan neck behind her.

The queen walked very slowly, and stopped walking, as if she was struggling with something inside.

The Archbishop was very understanding of the other party's thoughts. After all, she was a mother and definitely did not want her daughter to serve her husband. But the problem is that survival is important and respect is serious. Although this is a choice, the Archbishop believes that the queen will have a correct understanding.

Although the queen stopped and walked, she also walked faster and faster. Without much time, she took the Archbishop out of the woods and came to the grass on the side.

There is a small stone platform in the middle of the grassland, which was used to worship some special ethnic groups. Now it is abandoned. It is very quiet. No one comes and there is no one at night. It is indeed a good place to meet.

A brunette girl stood on the stone platform with her back facing them, looking at the moon in the sky.

She was wearing a very short skirt, her slender but wonderful fleshy legs were exposed, and she seemed to shine with different light shining under the moonlight. From this back, the Archbishop already knew who she was.

The most beautiful girl in the royal city is recognized as the little princess Emma.

As if she felt the movement behind her, Emma turned around and looked at the two of them. Because she turned her back to the moon, the Lord looked over and could only see her body clearly, but she could not see her face because she was blocked by the darkness.

"You're finally here, Archbishop."

"I'm here." The Archbishop smiled happily.

Although he followed him and looked at the queen who had completely trusted him, he had been using his mental power to scan the surrounding environment. As long as there was something wrong, he would leave.

But until now, he has not noticed any abnormalities. Except for Emma's weak magic fluctuations, there is no abnormalities on the Queen. Emma is a professional, the saint of the Storm Temple, so it is normal for him to have some magic fluctuations.

"Actually, I don't want my mother to do such a thing." Emma's voice was filled with a hint of unhappiness and helplessness: "But there is no way, otherwise I will not be able to invite you to this place."

Hearing this, the Archbishop was stunned for a moment, and then he saw the queen slightly touching him, then lifted her skirt a little.

Under the skirt is a very elastic snow-colored thigh that can make men crazy, and what makes the Archbishop's eyes widen is that there is a magic circle on these thighs, an unfinished magic circle.

Oops, I was fooled!

Archbishop Edgar's head flashed with this thought, and he reacted quickly. A green light appeared in his hands, and he was about to grab the queen, trying to take the woman hostage.

It was still too late. Although the magic circle was an unfinished item, it was only the last time. The queen gently pointed her index finger at the gap in the magic circle. Her small action connected the entire magic circle... Then the magic circle became green and bright, and the queen became blurred and then disappeared in an instant.

Instead, three figures appeared.

"trap."

The Archbishop gritted his teeth. He wanted to escape, but found that he was trapped in a strange whirlwind space.

The magic circle on the queen's leg was naturally Liang Lidong's handwriting. Although it was portrayed in a erotic way, because Emma was watching the whole time, Liang Lidong felt more pressure.

If it is a complete magic circle, no matter how it is covered, there will be magic fluctuations, which will naturally arouse the vigilance of Archbishop Edgar. However, if it is an unfinished magic circle, it will not have this effect. Liang Lidong deliberately left a stroke to prevent Edgar from doubting.

Now it has been proved that Liang Lidong's plan was very successful. The queen was not only safe, but also brought the Archbishop into their ambush as planned.

The storm eye artifact in Emma's hand exuded an invisible majesty, and the violent whirlwind completely separated the space of more than 200 meters nearby.

There is no wind flowing in the center of the tornado.

"Let me leave, otherwise the Temple of Life will definitely engage in a holy war with the Temple of Storm." The Archbishop looked at Emma with anger on his face. Now he still thinks that Emma is the master of this battle. After all, she has the highest status, the little princess and the saint of the Temple of Storm: "Emma, ​​I have not offended you, why do you do this?"

Emma ignored him and just kept the eyes of the storm in her hands with all her strength.

The answer to the Archbishop was a golden column of lightning. The violent impact hit his shield and directly knocked him away for several meters.

Liang Lidong took back his right hand, Kyle passed by him and rushed towards the Archbishop at an extremely fast speed.

Alice began to recite the word of the curse and began to summon creatures from another world.

Edgar just stabilized his body when he saw the young man he saw during the day yesterday rushed towards him, holding a blue flame sword in his hand. Just seeing this scene, the Archbishop became frightened.

His intuition told him that the blue flame would kill people.

In fact, yesterday, the Archbishop had discovered Kyle's threat to him, so he stopped the carriage and wanted to fool Kyle into the temple and make good use of it. However, he did not expect that the other party not only rejected him, but did not care about his prestige and reputation, but now he has become an enemy.

The Archbishop is a branch of the priest, with strong auxiliary abilities and good attack abilities, but his speed is not fast. Kyle is already a master-level brave man, and with his "Unstoppable" expertise, he appeared in front of the Archbishop in less than a second.

The blue flame sword easily cut the Archbishop's magic shield, as simple as cutting a piece of tofu. (To be continued.)
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