Chapter 3120 The Victorian Family

How can a prisoner drink coffee leisurely in the afternoon.

What do you think of the Holy City!

Is it a resort? !

How many people in this holy city can't wait for the person in front of them to die violently on the spot and on the street!

"What difference does it make. If he is sinful, I will only take him on the streets as a little influence before he is about to leave this world. If he is not guilty, it is just to enjoy the freedom that belongs to him in advance." Sharjah said.

How could Mrs. Loo speak of Sharjah, but she couldn't accept it from the bottom of her heart!

Why can't the dignified holy city get an ultimate devil? When you come to the holy city, you should see this guy hanging high on the golden dragon's claws, covered in bruises, and exposed to the scorching sun. It should never be The sight you see now.

"But……"

"At the request of China and the Asian Magic Association, as long as he does not leave the holy city before the trial, our holy city archangel will not deprive him of all his human rights." Sharjah was not interested in explaining so much to Mrs. Loo, and waved his hand. .

A cloud of purple aura spread out, easily melting away the bad effects caused by Mrs. Loo's frosty aura, and then wandering around the holy city like an ordinary woman.

Mo Fan stood there for a while, his dark brown eyes staring at Mrs. Loo, but there was a malicious smile on his face.

Mrs. Loo felt a chill.

She could feel that this devil was deliberately remembering his appearance, as if once he broke free from the shackles of the Holy City, the first thing he would do next would be to kill himself!

Mrs. Loo snorted coldly, showing no fear in Mo Fan's eyes.

A dying person, why bother with him.

"Enjoy your last bit of freedom, that's all you can do." Mrs. Loo sneered.

Mo Fan has already left.

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Mrs. Loo was about to enter her winery, but thinking of Mo Fan's expression, I don't know why she suddenly lost interest.

Forget it, back to the UK.

Out of the city, I took the red dragon and flew to the British coast near the Atlantic Ocean. It is much colder than Italy, Greece, and the Holy City. The entire lengthy coastline is rarely seen except for some weeds. other colours.

Victoria's manor is also in this somewhat cold area. Because of the planting of various cold-resistant plants, this manor is the only one in the barren land, which is like a unique desert oasis, blooming with colorful flowers, even if there is not much sunlight. They absorb and their colors are still brilliant.

The thorn flowers hanging from the high wall are Mrs. Loo's favorite. I remember that when I was young, my childish husband did not hesitate to climb these thorn-covered flower vine walls with his bare hands, just to be able to be with himself A midsummer night is preserved where people disturb.

Thinking of this, she walked quickly to the main house, and followed a winding staircase into the basement ice cellar.

There was no red wine stored in the ice cellar. Inside was an ice magic stone that could last for a hundred years, freezing a middle-aged man who had been dead for six years.

He sat on the chair like a contemplative person, and Mrs. Loo stood in front of the frozen corpse and stared at it for a long, long time.

"Dear, I didn't get that special talent. This place can only save you for half a year at most, but it doesn't matter, the Parthenon needs the votes in my hand, and you will come back to life soon." Loo Madame confided to the sitting corpse.

In the ice cellar, only Mrs. Loo was talking to herself, and only Mrs. Loo was alone, but her expression and tone were constantly changing, as if she was performing a stage play.

"When you wake up, I won't hate you anymore."

"When you wake up, I can give you anything you need."

"It's my fault. I shouldn't be so angry with you for those irrelevant women, but we are husband and wife, so what can't be forgiven?"

"I know you and those little women are just having fun,

You still love me from the bottom of your heart. When you wake up, I will be more forgiving to you. It's my fault that I freeze you here. I just want to keep you, not to take your life. I... "

Having said this, Mrs. Loo has already covered her face and wept.

"Dong Dong Dong!"

There was a knock on the heavy wooden door of the ice cellar.

"Who?" Mrs. Loo's face instantly became as cold as ice.

"Madam, the saint of the Parthenon is here," said the attendant outside the door.

Mrs. Loo had a look of joy on her face. She couldn't help kissing the frozen middle-aged man, like a wife ushered in a new life.

"I'll just change my clothes... By the way, is it Yi Zhisha, or Ye Xinxia?" Mrs. Loo replied in a calm tone.

"It's the young one," said the attendant.

"very good!"

Mrs. Loo couldn't hide her excitement in her words this time.

Yizhisha claims to have resurrection magic, but so far she has only resurrected herself, and there are rumors about her resurrection. in black magic.

And what Ye Xinxia has mastered is the resurrection technique approved by the spirit of the Parthenon, and even the Forbidden Magic Association has not questioned it.

Although Mrs. Loo's friendship with Yizhisha was deeper, it was related to her husband's life. She could ask the entire Victorian family to support Ye Xinxia for a resurrection.

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The clan meeting will be held in the afternoon.

Mrs. Loo naturally knew what the theme of this meeting was.

Grand Duke Irene's support attitude is very clear. She is extremely close to Ye Xinxia. Many media have reported on these matters many times. As an insider, Mrs. Loo also knows very well that Irene and Ye Xinxia have an extraordinary relationship. In addition, there are many bundles of interests.

There are a total of four people who hold the greatest power in the Victorian family today.

One is the Grand Duke of Irene. If Victoria is a public company, Irene has a 30% stake.

One is Mrs. Loo herself, who holds about 25% of the equity with his husband.

Externally, Mrs. Loo has always only claimed that her husband is seriously ill, and has not completely announced her death.

Another is Old Willer, the younger brother of Erin's father, who owns a 15% stake.

The last is a mysterious man who does not belong to the Victorian family, who owns 30% of Victoria's equity.

There are no other fractional shareholders, and the proportion of Victoria's family is only concentrated in the hands of these four people. Now Victoria has become the largest family in the UK because of the dragon, and even has an unparalleled position in Europe. These four To a certain extent, those in power can control the British economy and magic system!