The Anarchic Consort

“Nature has heard of it.” Murong Changfeng squatted, thoughtfully: “It is said that he is in this Taibai Academy, but few people can recognize him. Father, why did you suddenly ask him? ?"

Murong Wang Shuguang flashes with coolness: "Why is a three-year-old veteran hidden in a college, not asking the world? There must be problems in this. According to people, the reason why the War Soul Army is called the soul is because they are mysterious. It’s hidden in every corner of Taibai College. No one can find out who they are, except for the Emperor’s true identity. But one thing, they must be in the college!”

"My father's meaning is that this Ming Mingxiang is one of the members of the War Soul Army?" After Murong Changfeng thought of this speculation, some could not control his emotions: "But since I was admitted to the hospital, I have not seen any fairy tales. The proud old man!"

"Yu Mingxiang is a strange person. He always has no ghosts. Maybe he will disguise himself as a master in the college." Murong Wang touched his chin and thought deeply: "But no matter what, he will be in the excellent hospital. After all, here. It is the priority to enter the War Soul Army. What you need to do is to treat every Master with a gracious attitude. I have a hunch that the new students will be admitted to the hospital, and the guides of the War Soul Army will definitely appear!"

Hey, hey, hehe...

In the northeast corner of Shangyuan, an old man with a bowed back holds the broom on his hand and silently cleans the fallen leaves on the ground.

Here is a place for the students to read, there are many books and scrolls.

However, many famous people who have been subjected to countless times of martial arts, no one feels that this place is worth coming.

Except Helen Weiwei.

She lost her martial arts from the age of seven, and many things are not taught. Even if there is a **** in the original, but he is only a monster, can only improve her combat power, like those systematic martial arts, or Come by herself.

In the vast courtyard, except for an old man who sweeps the floor, it is a girl who reads the book seriously. The glory of the setting sun shines down, and the quiet and peaceful can't be said.

Only no one noticed, and the old man with his ugly appearance was flashing a sharp light in his eyes.

He took the broom in his hand and swept it in front of Helen Weiwei intentionally or unintentionally. He coughed twice and pointed at the tall bookshelf: "Little girl, I see you taller than me, can you? Help the old man take the book away, I will clean it."

Helen Weiwei, who read the book with his heart, did not notice that there was an old man here. It is really inconvenient to see his legs and feet. He stood up and took the ancient book. After giving it to the old man, he planned to continue studying.

But I don’t want the old man in front of me to suddenly disappear!

Helen Weiwei was tight and quickly looked behind him!

The old man has changed his posture. The white hair is hanging in the air, with one hand behind him, one hand caressing his beard, his cuffs floating slightly, like the fairy, the voice is loud and loud: "The old man cleaned here. For many years, you are the first person who is willing to help the old man. The little girl has a good heart."

"It’s just a matter of raising your hand." Helen Weiwei’s expression did not change much. He reached down and put down the old book with a faint smile.

The original meditation of the pupil: "Woman, this old man is not simple, you be careful."

Helian Weiwei gave the original a reassuring gesture. She did not think that the old man had any malice. The perennial arms life has given her the instinct to distinguish the danger. In this old man, she only saw bright eyes and Interesting, there is no dodge, which means the other party is safe.

The old man seems to appreciate Helen Weiwei’s calm and insincere calmness. He laughed rarely: “The little girl, the old man never owes anyone, since you helped the old one, the old man also gave you something.”

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Helianweiwei’s eyes suddenly glimpsed, his figure was vivid and unpredictable, just like the plum blossoms, driving the wind around him, killing with gas!

The old man’s eyes lit up and continued to move!

Helian Weiwei has always been very fast, and every move has been avoided by her.

However, she is still relatively new to martial arts.

Gradually, there will be some powerlessness...

The old man took the opportunity to attack, and thought that when the outcome was fixed, he did not expect that Helen Weiwei actually used his previous moves!

He first glimpsed, then put down the bamboo branches and smiled again and again: "Good, good, good! There are such smart gimmicks in this world, wonderful!"

Helian Weiwei is still laughing. She has been in black and white all the year round in the 21st century. She has already developed the memory of Superman. It is naturally sold now.

When the demolition and demolition is carried out, it can be changed at will according to the actual situation. She has been holding machine guns to climb the Yunnan Bohai Sea all the year round. Nothing has been encountered. At this time, holding branches, such as arms and fingers, the heart is moving at random, one stroke and one style Naturally handsome.

"Come and come, I will pass on a set of fires to swallow you!" He waited here for so many years, finally let him wait for a good seedling! The old man laughed in his heart, and his face was also difficult to hide. If it was this girl, he would definitely learn his own tricks!

When he first heard the words of the fire and swallowed the sky, Helen Weiwei’s heart was also bright.

In the War Dragon Empire, even three-year-old children have heard of this school.

It is said that this school has been lost with the retreat of three generations of elders, Yu Mingxiang.

Now the old man is going to pass it on to her...

Helen Weiwei flashed a light, naturally thought of the identity of the old man, but after a while, she shook her head: "I still don't learn the fire."

"Why!" Yan Mingxiang shocked, is she also like the little boy in the palace, hate getting up early?

He Lianweiwei smiled at the corner: Although I entered the martial arts soon, I realized a little truth. The old flames should be part of the fire, and so far I have noticed that my martial arts have nothing to do with fire. ”

"You..." Yan Mingxiang is not surprised that Helen Weiwei will guess his identity. After all, this little girl is so smart, it is transparent.

However, he touched his chin and suddenly wrinkled his white eyebrows: "The number of your martial arts is very strange. It seems that you have suffered a lot of damage. It is a bit unconventional, but it can be surprisingly successful. Shantou, what exactly are you doing?"

After listening to He Lianweiwei, he smiled and said: "In any case, my martial arts path is far from the glory of this kind of fire. The magical skills of the world are inexhaustible. It is not a good thing to learn more. Maybe I can't control the fire, I am so good now, I am comfortable to practice, and I am comfortable with it."

Hearing, Yan Mingxiang was really stunned for a while, and then he looked at Helen Weiwei with a bright look: "Haha, I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect that people in this world could not overcome the greed of the heart, but you realized it early. It’s such a wonderful thing!”

"It’s just a lot of fights." Helen Weiwei hooked his thin lips and looked at the sunset that fell: "It’s not early, let’s take a rest early, don’t always sweep a place, it’s easy to reveal identity.”

Yan Mingxiang looked at the different bright ground under the broom, and his face was shocked. After a while, he reached out and stroked the white beard. He did not know who he was talking to, and his smile was quite strong: "This girl is really... I can’t help but look at the identity of this girl, and this year’s War Soul Army can take over.”

"Returning to the old, she... she is not in the excellent hospital." The figure on the ground paused for the moment to tell the truth.

Yan Mingxiang’s strange look back: “Not in the hospital? Where is she in the yard? Good?”

"Cough." The figure coughed twice: "She is in the hospital, Miss Helian, who you hate recently."