The Anarchic Consort

Rumble.

A thunderstorm, the deep lane of the capital, the protection of the country.

Su Yanmo was holding a wooden comb and saw her eyes swaying. The ghostly figure appeared behind her.

Su Yanmo was scared by a clever, the wooden comb in his hand fell to the ground.

The figure was looming behind her, and the voice was heavy: "Things have already been done, and Helen Weiwei is no longer there. You can tell the Phoenix girl to let her concentrate on the martial arts contest and find a way to become a three-star."

Su Yanmo flashed a sneak peek in her eyes. She didn't think that the elders' actions would be so fast, just; "Dare to ask where the body of Helen Vivi is, maybe it will be used later."

The figure has long sleeves and froze: "She fell into the cliff with the girl who was with her. Now I can't find the bones of the finished body. Don't put your mind in the place where it is not necessary. The elders will arrange people tomorrow. Entering the martial arts competition, the tea that all the warriors drink has already been used by us. As long as the phoenix does not drink, the final winner is her."

Wen Yan, Su Yanmo thought.

Are they finally planning to start?

"The elders want to take advantage of tomorrow when they come to see the martial arts competition, take the opportunity to get rid of him?"

The man’s shadow was lifted, and the black nails leaked out of the robes, with a chill of sultry: “It’s okay with you, do what you should do!”

Su Yanmo seems to be very jealous of the person, no more questions, just waiting for the person to leave, think about it, finally can not sit still, facing the outside swearing: You go to call the second lady, I have something to explain to her. ”

"Yes." Ying Yingsheng retired.

The night is even stronger.

Gradually, the weather in Beijing was dyed blue.

On the following day, the morning dawned, and with the rush of drums, the contestants who had been waiting in line had rushed to the arena.

The old man in white is open his arms, and he must be swaying. The original high is over the limit. At this time, it is doubled by the hard soil!

People outside of the city can see every move on the stage!

As a sharp gunfire blasted, the old man’s voice filled with internal force screamed: “The martial arts competition officially begins!”

The people on the side of the audience gave a warm call sign, and the climax is finally coming!

And in the deep hole, the one-night Helen Weiwei listened, and the light waved: "It seems that there is something moving, it is the sound of water!"

Listening to the sound of water in this place means that they are not far from the exit.

The more you go, the more Helen Weiwei feels wrong.

It took too long.

Helen Weiwei stopped and went to observe the circular sign on the wall.

That was when she heard the sound of the water, she used the dagger to engrave it.

In other words, they are back to the original place! !

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Time passes by.

The light outside is brighter.

At the venue of the martial arts competition, the location of the Taishang Emperor was not very eye-catching, but it was able to see the every move on the stage.

Behind him is the confidant of Taishanghuang, the minister of the dynasty.

Only at this time, Taishanghuang would be so happy to sit in the seat for a whole day.

Therefore, the refreshments on the table of Taishanghuang were negotiated by Sun Gonggong and others in advance for many days. Everything was carefully selected and sent.

Even the warriors who participated in the martial arts competition, the Phoenix House will provide free tea to ensure the energy of the warriors.

Usually, He Lianjiaer loves to drink the tea of ​​the Phoenix House. Today, she has brought a small teapot in an unusual way. She only wears a plain color shirt. The material is not too expensive, but the natural body is fully exposed. Tingting's like a small water lotus, people can't help but want to pity.

She stood on the stage and said only one: "Let's get started."

Everyone turned their attention to her.

Helianjiao seems to enjoy this kind of gaze, slightly raising the white chin, bringing a faint sigh on the corner of his mouth, but when he turned to look at her opponent, it showed a kind of friendly smile. Anyone will think that she is a kind heart.

"Miss Miss, then I am not welcome." The person standing opposite Helianjiao is not simple. He broke through the eight steps of the woods at a young age, and then cultivated for some time, maybe he can advance to become gold. Order.

However, when he started his martial arts, he felt that something was wrong.

Just taking advantage of this gap, Helianjiao’s big sword in his hand waved directly on his neck.

The man stunned and smiled: "I lost." Just... is his illusion, why does he always feel that when he is urging his anger, his chest will be dull?

"Concession."

He Lianjiaer took the long sword and took it down with a shyness.

This comparison is obviously unexpected to everyone. After all, the strength of the other side is not much different.

Isn't Helianjiao advanced? ?

Otherwise, how can I win a warlord who is about the same level as myself in one stroke!

It seems that this time the champion is none other than her.

Everyone appreciated and looked at He Lianjiao.

He Lianjiao smiled and lifted his chin higher.

"Second sister, you are really amazing!" He Lianmei took the long sleeves of Helianjiao, and the light shone: "You didn't see those people looking at your eyes, just like watching God! Hey, At this time, if it is the little monk who is just fine, let her see, what is the real strength, like her, it is not worthy to give the second sister shoes."

Hearing words, He Lianjiao’s light flashed a sinister poison, which means profoundly: “She won’t see this scene.”

“Why?” He Lianmei said as he reached out and took the tea he had handed over.

He Lianjiao looked and wrinkled Liu Mei: "Don't the mother tell you, let you bring your own teapot?"

"Tell it, but the second sister, you don't think you have a trip to the Phoenix Building. There is free tea to drink. Is it a pity to not drink it?" He Lianmei blew the hot tea in his hand.

Helianjiao did not speak, as if he was hesitating.

He Lianmei lifted his squat and his eyes fluctuated: "Second sister, I have been saddened by this day. You must help me a lot. If you win this martial arts contest, you will be prosperous in the future, my sister." If you don't ask for anything else, just ask you to let Huai'an be in an official position in the court."

"I know." He Lianjiao's voice was not flat, and there was a faint ridicule in his mouth.

However, he was imagining that He Lianmei, who had helped the three kings in the future, did not find the impatience in the four words...