Liang Bing's shocking declaration left everyone present dumbfounded.
Even her adopted daughter, Xue Yi, stared at her queen's belly with widened eyes.
"Humph. According to the Procreation Law of the Cosmic Civilization's races, the stronger the genes, the lower the chance of producing offspring. You yourself possess a fourth-generation divine body, with the most advanced technological gene structure in the Known Universe. Ye Yang is even more mysterious and powerful, far surpassing a fourth-generation divine body. You think you can carry his child?" Zhi Xin was the first to voice her doubts.
Her tone even carried a hint of mockery.
"You've only lived for five hundred years. What do you know? Don't be fooled by how obsessed he is with one of He Xi's Second Bodies right now. The moment something happens to my child with him, given Ye Yang's adherence to the moral bottom line of a nuclear-pre-civilization society, he'll definitely stand with my Demons!"
Though she was only putting on an act.
But who was Liang Bing?
She cared about face and bearing. Even if she was lying, she had to keep up the act.
"Humph. You'd better really be carrying his child. I can't be bothered with you. Fend for yourself. We're leaving."
Yan left Liang Bing with a baffling remark.
She turned around and led a group of Angel Warriors away.
"Queen, what did she mean? I don't understand. And isn't she going to attack us?" Xue Yi asked from the side.
Liang Bing raised her head and watched the Angels leave.
Because of Ye Yang's warning, the Angels naturally didn't dare start a battle with her here.
But.
Yan's words—You'd better be carrying his child—and telling her to fend for herself left her wondering what they meant.
Liang Bing felt as though she understood, yet