The Anarchic Consort

Just listen to the bang.

There is a very quiet work chain on her wrist.

It is a banned Wuxuan iron lock, specially designed to impede the artifacts of warriors.

It is said that the entire War Dragon Empire is no more than three, and it is worth the price.

Helian Weiwei is doing martial arts and is most familiar with the use of this kind of thing.

Is he really planning to lock her up?

Helen Weiwei just wrinkled the frown.

There was a slight cool on the wrist, and his fingers slowly rubbed her skin: "You see, it suits you more." His voice is still low and quiet, even with a bit of warmth like a spring breeze. Elegant and relaxed.

However, Helen Weiwei heard the danger from this quiet and elegant voice.

She sank, and the voice was cold: "Nobody would like this kind of suit, Your Highness, do you treat your allies like this? It seems that I still have the value of using it, and it is difficult for me to use my expensive chain to lock me. ""

The current situation is not the result she wants to see.

But what makes her a headache is that a certain hobby of a certain priest seems to be particularly serious.

It is estimated that only when he is holding a lock, he can still give people an inviolable high and cold beauty.

If you make a mistake, it is the one who is doing bad things.

Helen Weiwei vomited in his heart, but he did not want to go to the point where the Baili Jiajue went to the military.

"You still need me to do something, it is better to say it directly, let's end it happily." Helen Weiwei thought so, and he said his thoughts. She felt that it would be good to say it. A little bit.

Just, but did not expect that she finished, the look of the eyes of Bai Lijiajue is a bit colder than the beginning.

Ah.

Happy end.

He looked up and watched her look very calm. A pair of peace talks with him seemed to be extremely dazzling.

There is no him in her eyes... there is no such thing.

Bai Lijiajue laughed and smiled, but the smile was not at the bottom of the eye, and the coldness floated on the surface: "On the day when there is no happy end, the things that the temple wants can only stay in the temple."

"So, the Highness used this method?" Helen Weiwei licked the iron lock on his wrist and taunted his eyebrows.

The back of the Bailijiajue was stiff and he was slowly tightened into the quilt.

When did he need to keep a woman in this way?

Even if this is not in line with his usual style of doing things...

The most honorable royal family of the War Dragon Empire, can not be the third of His Royal Highness, when is there anything that is what he asks for?

However, Helian Weiwei is such an exception.

He is sure to be able to control everything, but only to her... helpless.

"How? This means makes you feel mean?" His voice was low and heavy, but with a cool smile, the breeze blew his black hair, covering the good-looking 眸: "This temple is Such a despicable person is essentially different from the same table you imagined. You finally understand it, and you want to escape? Hehehe."

Hearing the words on the same table, Helian Weiwei couldn't help but look into the deep and strong black pupils. The transparent dust-free feeling disappeared, replaced by the coldness of the bones.

She can even clearly feel the coldness that men produce when they are close to themselves, and the less warmth that they spit out.

Helen Weiwei stayed, and the hand that stretched out was stiff in the air. I don’t know why, she would feel that in such a cold and extreme voice, it was mixed with the wetness that people care about, as if desperate to the extreme, let People feel that...

Behind him, countless oil lamps collapsed.

The wooden table was shaken violently because of him, and the wind hunted.

He is angry.

Perhaps this time, he really planned to kill her.

But after waiting for a while, those boiling anger did not burn to her.

The fire unicorn stood outside the door. He knew the stock better than anyone. The vibration from the blood could almost burst out of the blood vessels, and it was hot enough to burn the heart!

He didn't know what was going on, but the only thing they can be sure of was that the burning sensation came from his angry owner!

In the darkness, the doors and windows in the room screamed, and the wind blew from the wind, and the wild beast roared outside the house.

Fierce, a huge wind rushed to the face, the sky flashed, the glass window had already slammed into the window...

The Baili Jiajue stood there!

Helen Weiwei was shocked and looked up, regardless of whether he was angry.

Flying over and rushing over, I took a strong look and changed the position of two people.

At the same time, I heard a "jingle" behind me, followed by a large crack of cracks...

The glass had only left the sharply cracked edge, and it was firmly on the back of Helen Weiwei's bow. Under the lightning, the ground was full of broken glass slag.

A hundred miles away, the situation stopped.

He looked at her and forgot about it for a while.

Helian Weiwei held his body with one hand, and the chain rang, whispering toward the Bailijiajue: "You have the ability to call for the rain, have the ability to hide! The bastard, the long handsome can be casual and willful. ?"

The Barry Gregory reacted at this time, and picked him up, as if he was in a hurry, his fingers touched her back.

Helen Weiwei shocked and held his hand again: "What are you doing?"

"Hands open." This is really no longer overbearing.

Helian Weiwei raised his eyebrows. Is this his attitude towards the savior?

However, the softness of the fingers is completely inconsistent with his tone.

There is nothing in the back of Helen Vivi. After all, she has done a lot of training, knowing what position to block when the weight is down, will minimize the damage.

This can be peeled off by him, and he is checked and checked like a daily necessities.

Helen Weiwei only felt a little dumbfounding.

After finally checking it out, Baili Jiajue looked at the smooth and white back in front of her eyes, and then took her into her arms very lightly and lightly. The squat was like it was on the top of her head, and it was hard to notice in her voice. The low: "I am waiting for this temple."

Helen Weiwei looked at him in a position to go, and his brow picked it again. At this point, he still didn't intend to undo the stuff in her hand?

The Bailijiajue seemed to be in a hurry, with long sleeves waving, and pointed to the shadow outside the door: "Look at Wang Hao."

"Yes." The shadow has just been a stunned face. I don’t know what it feels until now. I saw that my master quickly disappeared into the night. I couldn’t help but whispered: "Look at the look of His Royal Highness, Yun girl is coming back." The thing, he should be guessing..."

Helen Weiwei was lying on the soft couch, listening to the outside movement, and laughed.

It turned out to be the case.

Will the response of a highness of the temple be too slow?

Helen Weiwei taunted and moved the chain on his wrist, and his eyes looked at the step of falling on the ground...