The Anarchic Consort

Wen Yan, Qi Mingxiang's back is a stiff, silently reaching out, took out the previously learned soil order cultivation of the gods, and the more I saw it, the more I thought it was written.

However, as a guide, it was enough. Yan Mingxiang turned his head and said to the figure: "The time is almost the same. Go to work, the old man is going to the appointment."

"Yes." The figure retired respectfully, watching the old man's back, could not help but sigh, he was the first time to see the old man who is so careful, it seems that in the old mind still feels should Miss Helian.

just……

How did the warlords of the earth order deal with the geniuses of the excellent courts? This contest was doomed from the beginning.

Obviously, there is no way to reverse the hustle and bustle of Miss Helian.

Sunset at dusk.

The real moment of the moment.

In the corner of the business school, the glory of the slanting down, the surrounding is brushed into a golden color.

The entire earth is shrouded in a fascinating orange glow.

The blue sky is washed, and the blue sky is as pure as the calm sea.

Occasionally, the **** bird makes a loud tweet in the sky.

The white clouds are like silver velvet, covered with a blue sky.

The radiance is projected from the middle of the lush canopy gap, forming a swaying spot around it.

The little spots of the stars were shattered by the huge green tree crown, and they were projected onto the face of Helen Weiwei, which made her comfortable to pick up her eyes, followed by stretching and facing the Bailijiajue: "宦The old should be coming soon, you sit here for a while, I go out to see."

"Good." Bai Lijiajue took the teacup on his hand and turned his fingertips lightly. The narrow and deep scorpion was also dyed with a thick gold at this moment, giving a mixed charm.

He Lian Weiwei’s brain could not help but come up with the word enchanting. When he walked out, he said that he was just holding the broom.

"Why are you at the same table? Why don't you see him?" Yan Mingxiang's original squatting back stood up, disguised as soon as he went, and immediately got a few more points to get the old man's fairy.

Helen Weiwei just wanted to say that he was inside, and he saw the man walking towards this side.

Helen Weiwei turned around and smiled at Yu Mingxiang: "He came over."

"Okay, but the old man has to tell you in advance that the soil steps will be harder to practice, and will not enter in one day..." The words of Yan Mingxiang have not been finished yet, and all the sounds are suppressed with the appearance of the figure. In the throat!

Even his brown pupils were zoomed in with the closeness of the figure, and it seemed to be unbelievable. The old face that had always been stable had a thick flaw.

The sharp side face of the man looks like a snow and ice in the bright light, but it also reveals a light indifference.

The indifference in this place seems to have been dyed with color, and the catharsis is even more vivid.

He stood there standing, the amber-colored scorpion was like a holy light, and it was filled with gold-like cold awnings. The black robes around him were hunted by the wind and swayed in the air like black smoke. Floating, wrapped in his long, powerful body.

Just like the end of the Hui Hui ink, Xuan paper lake pen, spread a number of beautiful scrolls of the red sandalwood case, each pen, black and white distinct, dripping bright, like Jiangshan Wanli only in his fingers and laughter.

Yan Mingxiang looked at the unique face of the world and completely circled it.

The whole person is like being thundered in the general, the outside of the coke!

Who will tell him, what is going on here? !

The ice boy who hates tooth itch when he mentions it, how can it... become a soil warrior!

"Old, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Do you want to say that the three halls are black under the belly, in order to avoid the time when Helen Weiwei noticed something, when Helian Weiwei mentioned Qi Mingxiang, he said that there was a relationship.

In this case, it can also explain why the old man saw why he was so surprised.

Yan Mingxiang listened to the polite voice, and the scalp was numb, and Helen Weiwei came to the side: "What is going on?"

"What is going on?" Helen Weiwei snorted and smiled: "I also know today, you know before, but I am relieved, my mouth is very strict, I will not put you in college. The news inside tells others."

Yan Mingxiang was anxious: "I am not asking this, I mean, is he really your table?"

"Yeah." Helen Weiwei raised his eyebrows with a funny smile: "I have the same table to make it so strange?"

Yan Mingxiang’s finger paused: “That is, he is also in the hospital?”

"Yeah." Helen Weiwei hooked his thin lip: "Hey old, how strange you are today."

Qi Mingxiang finally realized that there was something wrong with it. Looking at the girl’s eyes with a smile, she suddenly picked up her brow: “You don’t know him...”

"Old."

When Yu Mingxiang’s words were not finished, they were interrupted by a deaf voice.

Bai Lijiajue looked at him with a smile and smiled. He slowly placed the teacup in his hand and leaned in half: "I heard that Weiwei said that you should guide me and get your guidance. I am honored."

Yan Mingxiang really does not describe what it feels like in his heart. It is a bit like eating an apple halfway, eating a worm, and not panicking!

Who can take this ice boy away!

He saw him, it was a bit indigestion!

"The time is running out, we are better than talking and practicing." Bai Lijiajue walked to the side of Qi Mingxiang, and smiled evilly: "Just, I have something to discuss and discuss with the old man alone."

Yan Mingxiang stretched his neck and said: "The old man has nothing to talk to you."

"Where is the younger generation provoked the old man?" Bai Lijiajue picked up a good-looking long eyebrow, like a very sad look: "The younger generation can change, it is impossible for the younger generation to tell Grandpa, let Grandpa come to this college to see 宦old."

When I heard the words of Grandpa, Yan Mingxiang’s action suddenly froze, and turned back, facing the road of Bailijiajue: "You come with the old man!"

"Yes." The special sound quality of Bai Lijiajue always gives people a careless taste when they say yes, as if they are perfunctory.

Helian Weiwei looked at the two people who walked into the courtyard and began to practice martial arts. Liu Mei picked and picked, and then laughed. The people who are generally looking at the old people will have more emotional fluctuations.

It seems that her same table is very old-fashioned.

Helen Weiwei relaxed his mood and leaned back backwards. He didn't mind that the tea cup in front of him was used. After taking a few mouthfuls, he pulled out a few martial arts with him from his pocket. Parts, starting assembly, there is not much attention to the movement of the courtyard...