The Anarchic Consort

At this point, Nangong Lie seriously put the water, obviously already know the answer, but did not write.

On the other hand, the students of the Liangyuan are very proud, as if to say that this level is not worthy of his game.

And the new students who have won the poor hospital, taunted watching this scene.

"What I said, they can win but it is a fluke." Yuan Lingxuan lazily yawned: "There is no need to look at it, I will make up for it, and I will end up calling me."

He Lianjiao also hooked his lips, letting him help himself to the pavilion under the shadow of the tree, and his heart snorted.

Oh, the dean is still blunt and let them change the order of the game.

Follow this situation now.

They don't have to win the championship at the end of the third game.

Because the poor hospital will certainly lose to the good hospital, this does not have to think about it.

"Don't look at it, let's take a rest." He Lianjiao said to the side of the body.

He quickly opened the oil paper fan for her, step by step behind He Lianjiao, for fear that her lady would be sunburned.

After all, today's sun is really big.

And the noble, such as His Highness, did not really move under such a big sun.

His white ivory fingers were very dissatisfied and felt the uncomfortable temperature. The brows picked and picked, and the tone was not cold or hot: "When are you going to waste time?"

Wen Yan, Nan Gong Lie smiled, like a crazy switch was opened, directly a big stroke, wrote the answer, the speed is fast, so that the opposite Liangyuan students completely look silly.

what's the situation?

Is this a chicken blood? ! !

"Okay, I won." Nangong screamed and licked his long hair and walked toward the seating area, putting Helian Weiwei on the scene.

Bailijiajue looked at him with a sigh of relief: "Win?"

"Uh huh." Nangong Lie was very hot, lazy to sit back and swayed in front of his robes: "Is the posture just right?"

The Bailijiajue glanced at him and his voice was cold and frosty: "Because of your victory, this temple missed the opportunity to confront Blackpool. Ok, very good."

Nan Gonglie's entire scalp was numb: "Wait, Ajue, you listen to me! You can use other methods to deal with the surname black, really, I can help you with any secrets about him."

"Hey?" Bai Lijiajue raised his eyebrows: "For example?"

Nan Gonglie’s face is serious: “All the fireworks places he came in and out, I have records here.”

Baili Jiajue smiled and stretched his legs, and the coldness brought people to the side!

He should not believe in a madman.

"Wind? The people in the hospital have won again?" The students sitting in the theater of the good house, stunned with a look, as if they were dreaming: "How is this possible, it is impossible!"

The contestants who participated in the martial arts did not believe that they had lost to a waste that they did not even have the martial arts. They held the martial arts that had not been finished yet, and looked at each other with anger. They suddenly roared: "Cheating You must be cheating!"

"Cheating?" Helen Weiwei picked up his eyebrows. He didn't look at the hospital, but looked at it in the black. The meaning is obvious. This is your team member. You can't afford to lose even if you lose?

Nan Gonglie fully exerted the essence of his gossip, and the interest was full: "You see, the captain and the black family who she admired are on!"

The hand of the Baili Jiajue holding the teacup was slightly stagnation, and the tea in the cup swayed the layers of ripples.

"Oh, this is the rhythm of the rack." Nan Gonglie was very happy to stretch his legs: "Go, I am leading!"

The black master who has always been known for his overbearing temperament has also walked over, but he did not accept the words of Nangong Lie. Instead, he held the neck of the same hospital and pressed it up. The magnetic voice was low: " Losing is losing."

"Can..." The person who tried it was really unbelievable. They were the ones who didn't want to go up and down with the excellent hospital. It was justifiable to lose to the excellent hospital, but lost to the hospital.

No matter what the man was willing to take, he took his back collar and pointed it at Helen Weiwei: "We lost, but..." He paused and smiled evilly: "You are sure that you won the best." Those people in the hospital? And the superiors are right again. This is not the order. The first game is the martial arts. As far as I know, you have never played before the players who tried the martial arts. Can you really do it? ”

Helian Weiwei squints, is this questioning the ability of their team?

She hooked her lips and just wanted to speak.

I listened to the sound of the deaf, and the sound was very cold. It was like the low ice that melted in the black tea. Under such a hot sun, it was difficult to think about it.

"Do you want to play one game?"

Blackpool looked back and saw that a person slowly stood up from the wooden chair.

His legs are long and straight, with a slim waist and a large chest, showing a perfect inverted triangle shape.

He reached out and rubbed the dust that didn't exist on the clothes. He walked over to him, hunting and robes flying, the sun was shining, and he was getting more and more beautiful under the glory, and he was getting more and more evil, just like Manzhushahua, who is full of the devil world.

There is an endless amount of coldness and wreckage.

A beautiful and unpredictable thing.

He is facing his face, the lines are like a quiet water bay, so cold and noble that people can't move.

There is a difference between the elegance of the lower demon and the charm of the difference and the divine god.

It is also evil, and it is extraordinary.

Kurosawa frowned, intuitively felt that the other party is not good to deal with, no wonder those in the excellent hospitals see him not pleasing to the eye.

With this face alone, it is estimated that it will lead to a lot of embarrassment.

The woman who grew up with him was the type.

Thinking of this, the black man’s scorpion also brought out a provocative, eye-catching man in front of his eyes, full of hardship: "Okay."

Although they haven't played yet, but the sparks between the two people screamed, but Helen Weiwei pressed his own temples, she finally realized the feeling of the dean, this scene is really helpless. Very.

Helen Weiwei did not speak, and directly took Blackpool’s hand over. The first reaction was to take away the least calm and less tyrant.

The mouth of Bailijiajue was a slap in the face, and the light fell on Helen Weiwei, and the darkness of the bottomless bottom was sinking. The surrounding leaves were blown up by the wind, and the deep blue petals rose and fell. It seems to be a slow motion that has been cast magic.

At that moment, the chill from his body, even the Nangong Lie standing on the sidelines, shook!

Ajue, is this... angry?