The Anarchic Consort

It is said that the chin that is misunderstood is going to fall.

The old man did not seem to expect such a result, the whole person was frozen, and the eyes of the pair were rounded and looked straight at Helen Weiwei: "Why?"

"There is no reason." Helen Weiwei slowly put down the long whip in his hand, took the silver ticket and left, no matter how the people behind him reacted.

The face of the old man is rigid, and apparently he has not recovered from the rejection. He does not know how to describe the current mood, shock, reluctance, and remorse for seeking resentment. "Zhang Guan, I can't tell everything about what you see today."

"Yes." Zhang Guanwu nodded quickly, although he did not know why the old look of the picture would suddenly become so serious, but as the management of the Phoenix House, the only thing to do is to learn to keep secret.

The old man glanced at the "Jiuqu Silver Whip" on the stone table, bent over and collected it, and wrapped it in black cloth. "That's it, the next test is taken over by you, I am going A glimpse of the Supreme Master."

"Ah?" Zhang Guan looked at the back of the old man who hadtily left. The whole person was stupid. He was just a matter of management. He would not know who had the qualification for martial arts!

"Old picture, old picture!"

Zhang Guanji screamed all the way, but he couldn’t call back the old man’s return.

Now in the heart of the old man, I only think about how to get the **** out. The extraordinary talent is a natural martial artist. If you let other martial people know about it, they will be a group, so he must be as soon as possible. Find the Supreme Master and discuss it...

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"Look, that waste is out!"

"How long does it take, will it not be driven out by the old man?"

"Haha, it is very likely that the old temper may not be very good. Originally, there were few martial arts seedlings. This waste is still coming along with the fun, and it is normal for people to be forced to drive out."

No matter how ridiculous the four weeks, Helen Weiwei's look did not change in a slight change, just like the sloppy moment when he first entered, he knew that there was no good result at first glance.

Everyone was gloating, and even more destined to think about it. After that, they didn’t even look at Helen Weiwei, a waste. It’s not worth the extra effort.

However, they did not know that it was the waste in their mouth, and they had already won the victory of this "convening order"...

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In the heart of the War Dragon Empire, an ancient palace lie horizontally from east to west. The temple is filled with good blue scent, white mist is faint, and it is immersive.

The palace man hangs the embroidered silver silk curtain, gently opens the incense burner, adds some spices with a golden spoon, and quietly retreats.

On the side of the Bailijiajue lies in the soft chair of the rosewood, and the elbow supports the back of the head. The long hair that is as dark as the night is spread out in his posture and hit the ancient scroll dragged by his left hand.

The beautiful ladies on both sides held the good incense sticks on his side, but the ladies were too thin to wear, and the red apron inside could be seen in the faint.

The Baili Jiajue sneered with a sigh of screaming at the low smoked stove!

"Go out!" The low voice was cold to the extreme, ringing in the empty hall with a bitter ice.

The two palace ladies glanced at each other, and the trembling trembled at the foot of the Bailijiajue, his robes with one hand squatting: "His Royal Highness, slaves are not doing what they are doing, slaves can change..."

The woman raised her head, slaps a small face, a pair of eyes full of water and autumn, with sparkling tears, long eyelashes, like a fan.

Let the men be decent and can't resist the temptation.

But the Bailijiajue is not another man!

Just when one of the ladies wanted to move in his arms, a silver flash flashed.

The woman’s forehead was biased, and the corner of her mouth overflowed with a scary bloodshot.

"Resolved." Bai Lijiajue voice faintly ordered.

Within a quarter of an hour, there was no more palace lady in the hall.

Performing the shadow of the command, holding the ice skates behind the Bailijiajue, looked at the scene with numbness.

The Barry Gregory sneered a sneer, slowly untied his sleeves and threw the robes: "Take it to burn."

"Yes." The shadow of the respectful head, he thought of this result as early as the beginning, the outer shirt of his master is often not allowed to touch.

It seems that no one except the lady of He Lianjia can get close to the body of the master.

However, if it wasn't for the lady who dared to provoke the master, perhaps the master had already slaughtered her, and now she is kept, because the master has a unique taste...

The shadow looked at the smile of his own master, and the cold hair straight into the warmth of the outer shirt, began to mourn for a woman, I hope she will not die too bad...

The fire was burning, and there was a sound outside.

"Bad boy, don't pretend to the old man, the old man knows, you are inside! If you have the ability, you will give it to the old man. The old man will accept you as a disciple!"

The shadow heard the movement outside, and looked at the face of "No, come again", and quickly asked people to prepare clothes, first to put on their own master.

The Barry Gregoire was not in a hurry. He took the outer shirt and turned his fingers to the sleeves. The buttons were buckled one by one, and they were not affected by the outside world.

"Bad boy!" An old man rushed in from the outside, wearing a white robe with a sachet, and gasping with breath: "The old man knows, you must be!"

The Bailijiajue did not care for him, and even the eyelids did not blink, but the low coldness, so that the old man could not help but swallow.

He steadily breathed and changed his tone of enthusiasm: "The national teacher took a divination for you yesterday. If you can't show it for three days, you will meet your life... Hey, don't marry me. Then yell at me, I am angry!"

"Supreme!" The shadows lowered the voice and the most important martial arts master in the country to look at it. Nothing else, I was afraid that my master would be unhappy and kill people!

The old man opened him and pointed to the inside of the temple: "Bad boy, the old man said that all are true, the red star is moving, there must be a big disaster. If you want to maintain the body of freedom, you will immediately worship me. Teacher, the old man can solve the problem for you!"

"Exit, go." A dark, dark voice echoed in the hall, as if you were carrying a myriad of sharp and thin ice skates, you could cut his throat at any time.

It makes people shudder!

The voice raised by the old man immediately smashed, and the neck shrank back: "Well, even if you don't want to worship the old man as a teacher, you should come back to Tianbai College to practice. If you don't come to class, the old man will clear your grades!" Finish, trotting off.

In the dark, the eunuchs who stood on the side of the forehead were full of cold sweat, and they trembled with horror and stunned their hands, not even looking up.

Looking at the old man leaving, Bai Lijiajue did not stop, only one hand held the handle, stood up from the wooden couch, a pure black rolling cloak slowly raised, the narrow phoenix is ​​like a discovery A little fun in the boring life, getting deeper and deeper, more and more evil...

"Red Stars move? Oh, this temple has to look at the dead red dragonfly, how to move."