The Anarchic Consort

After that, the Bailijiajue stiffened his fingers and then immediately frowned a thick eyebrow: "Come out."

If the shape of the fire unicorn appeared like nothing, Twilight looked worriedly at the eyes of Bai Lijiajue: "Master, your breath..."

"It will be good in two days." Bai Lijiajue seems to know what it is going to say. He did not wait for the fire unicorn to cut off its words. He leaned his head on Helen Weiwei’s body. It’s up.

Fire Kirin does not have this rhetoric, and it is its illusion to relax the vigilance in the heart?

Why does it always feel that the nearest owner has a lot more **** smell?

I don't know if this news is good or bad for the owner...

It only understands one thing, that is, Helen Weiwei must not have anything.

If Helianweiwei has a problem here, the owner who lacks the soul fragments will definitely lose his humanity.

It must find the last piece of soul as soon as possible before the seal has been completely destroyed.

The strange thing is that even if it opens its eyes and returns to the level of the time, it is impossible to spy on the last piece of soul fragments of the owner.

It did not know what happened to the owner at the time.

The only certainty is that it is clearer than the dragon and swallowing the sky. The master does not die, but he chooses to sleep, or for what reason, let him fall into a deep sleep, in order not to be found by anyone, the master put him The soul is scattered all over the place, but the Lord has entered the path of reincarnation.

It was so badly wounded at the time that it could not find any traces. It was because he was the master's contractual beast, and the master gave it guidance. It only found the master after thousands of years...

Now, Qinglong is locked in Qinglong Lake, but it can't appear.

Once it appears around the Qinglong, they will not create a world war without their owners.

The only thing that can crush things, I don’t know where to go.

Swallowing the sky is different from them, and his fate with the master is born.

According to the truth, where the owner appears, swallowing will definitely appear.

Why have you been so many years old, but still can't feel the smell of swallowing?

Could he be dead? Or is it locked up somewhere?

Or is it because the owner’s soul is not in the same place, so he is not summoned?

Fire Kirin did not understand this until now, only sinking into the sun, decided to go to the field of the demon.

Because it is uncertain, what is the last soul of the master?

That night.

Helian Weiwei began to have a nightmare again.

The scenery in the dream is the same, the same is true for people.

Only this time, that Helen Weiwei is obviously much better than before, and it is no longer so thin and transparent, as if a gust of wind can blow away.

It seems to have a sense of materialization slowly, and even the fingers bring a sense of coolness.

When Helen Weiwei was touched by her neck, she was awakened by the Bailijiajue. He looked at her like a night, with a heart-warming breath: "You have always had a nightmare, Not sleeping in the palace?"

"Somewhat." I don't know who said that the palace is the place with the most resentment. The eight-character light must not enter the night. In the palace, the palace people who voted for the river alone will countless, let alone those. You frame me, the ones that I frame you, and every one who knows how to die.

If the resentment is too heavy, it is not a good thing for Helen Weiwei.

She is a man who has won the battle. Those grievances that seem to affect the dream of Helen Weiwei are a bit like sending her nourishment...

Helen Weiwei thought of this, his eyes smashed, and he reached out and wanted to pour a glass of water for himself.

As soon as he looked up, he found that he had held the cup on the edge of the bed and placed it on her lips.

Helen Weiwei smiled, buried his head and drank two.

The teacup in the hand of Barry Gaard was put down, and then she took the spit for her to wipe the corners of her mouth and sweat on her forehead.

Helen Weiwei didn't want to wipe it. He simply staggered his hand and buried his face directly in his arms. He snorted and fell asleep.

This time, there was no nightmare. When I woke up, there were obviously a few water marks on the clothes of Bai Lijiajue...

Helen Weiwei looked at the handsome face who was still sleeping, and then looked at those water marks, and decisively chose to "float away."

With the cleanliness of a certain highness, the first thing that wakes up is estimated to be that she will grab her and press it on the soft couch. She will teach her a meal.

She still has to go to the parliament at noon, but she can't waste her energy on this kind of thing.

Helen Weiwei thought it was good, his feet were neat, and there was not much noise.

Only when she just took the outer shirt, she heard the person behind her unclear and said: "Where are you going to go?"

When Helen Weiwei had a finger, he felt someone coming from behind and grabbed her waist. It was probably the reason for just waking up. His voice sounded even lower and hoarse than usual: "Stained my clothes." I want to escape?"

"I want to prepare breakfast for you." Helian Weiwei smiled shallowly and said it was very natural.

Barry Gregory looked at her, squinting her face and dropping her kiss on her most sensitive ear.

Helen Weiwei was awkward, and with her big hand and force, she dragged her back to the couch: "By escaping, let me punish me first, and find an excuse to spare you at night."

"I...hey." Helen Weiwei was pressed into the red quilt, and thousands of black silk fell, and the face that was dyed with blush was good.

What is the favorite of Bai Lijiajue is that she looks like this. She looks at her thin lips and gives me a small gasp. She slowly tears up the obstructing long skirt and slams her waist into it.

Compared with the past, the fit of the two people is getting better and better, and each time the lingering can bring the ultimate joy to the other party.

Someone is talking and speaking, as he said, punishing once.

This is the time of this time is too long.

Helen Weiwei did not know that he was almost slammed on the first few times.

Probably the reason for the morning, the energy of a high school is not a little bit.

Someone outside is already calling Helen Weiwei, with the meaning of doubt: "Wang Hao? Are you inside, or have you left?"

Strange, this time the Highness should go to the early morning.

Moreover, Wang Hao also clearly passed him, let him go to the point and ask her to get up, because Wang Hao still has to do something big, how can I look at it now, and no one should say it?

The little **** could not always stand at the gate of the palace. He said with a sigh: "When the king, the slaves will send the people first!"

"Wait, wait a minute..."