The Anarchic Consort

Five martial arts, each sold out the price of people's imagination.

Everyone said that this time, the world of micro-zeafa was sent! Helen Weiwei made it!

In this way, with its special marketing tools, Weizawa World has successfully achieved the same treatment as a century-old store.

Just the flow of the seat fee for the day was more than five million.

All the management personnel counted the money and softened it. Helen Weiwei took a sip of tea with a smile, as if everything was in her expectation.

Just a little...

Why did one of the priests give these martial arts to her?

Helen Weiwei looked at the man sitting next to him.

Like knowing what she was thinking, Bai Lijiajue’s faint light on her eyes, the tone is cold: “Celebration.”

Hire? bride price! ?

Helian Weiwei was slightly surprised, and she really didn't think that there would be a bride price.

However, how can someone give a martial arts to make a dowry, what is the difference between giving a bride a gun in the modern groom?

Is the royal etiquette so strange?

"Cough, this is a bit strange when it comes to dowry." Helen Weiwei thought about it. On the day of marriage, everyone else wore gold and silver. Only she held two martial arts in one hand. People who didn't know thought that She is going to find the head of the three halls, hehe.

The Baili Jiajue's eyebrows are slightly wrinkled, the voice is very slow and slow, and some are careless: "Is it strange?"

"No, it's mainly why you want to send me a job..." Helen Weiwei's words have not been finished.

The Barry Gale interrupted her gracefully: "I know."

Helian Weiwei is very satisfied. It is so easy to communicate with smart people. It is estimated that the three halls are also reacting. There is no need for a bride price between them. Anyway, marriage is just a form of s...

"After two days, send some other things to you." Baili Jiajue threw one of the martial arts on the wooden table and it was as simple as saying that I would give one or two more silver tomorrow.

other things……

Helen Weiwei silently retracted the previous words.

Someone must not live with her in a dimension...

The invisible fire unicorn stood on one side, worried about the eyebrows, the main body of the gas is all chaotic, it is afraid to disappear a few days, let the owner recover, but this time the four families The little action is particularly powerful.

"Master." The sound of the sound of the unicorn of the fire rang in the fantasy space: "What do we do next."

The Baili Jiajue talked with him with a stream of consciousness: "All the secret guards are sent to the Phoenix Building, and the rest are left by the Emperor."

"Yes." The fire unicorn coveted and disappeared. For the first time, I felt worried. As usual, the owner’s eyes would be blind tomorrow morning, and I hope that nothing will happen at that time...

It’s the night, the country’s government.

Her face was changed, and she didn't know what relationship Helen Vivi and Barry Gregory had, because the two men have not yet announced it.

But but I just heard that her sweetheart actually bought the martial arts of the niece in one breath.

He Lianjiao’s heart is like something blocking it, and with the thing that made her lose face today, she now simply wants to tear Herrenweiwei away.

"Mother, you really want to let this little monk so toss!" He Lianjiao looked red in front of Su Yanmo: "She now even dared to play with the idea of ​​the three Highness, no matter which How can we climb to our heads!"

Su Yanmo listened, and there was a bit of poison in the throat: "I used to be a ignorant person. I didn't expect this girl's mind to be so big. Jiaoer, you can rest assured that this position of Wang Hao can only be you. As for the little cockroach, there is a way for the mother."

"Mother is thinking of a good idea." He Lianjiao doubled up.

Su Yanmo pinched the tea cup in his hand, and his voice was sinister: "Since she has a heart that shouldn't be up, don't blame me, even if she was driven out of the country, I am still her mother, marriage, The life of the parents, the words of the matchmaker. Whoever she wants to marry, the mother has the final say!"

"Mother is thinking..." Helianjiao stood up from the chair and couldn't help but look brighter.

Su Yanmo patted her hand: "There are two days away from the martial arts contest. Although the time has been rushed, it is enough to pick a man who is almost the same."

"Where is the mother on hand?" He Lianjiao bit his lip and was afraid that this could not be done: "And no one is willing to marry the ugly woman!"

Su Yanmo smiled: "Stupid girl, that was before, now she has money, and some people are going to her money."

He Lianjiao glimpsed, and then rushed into the arms of Su Yanmo: "The mother still has a way."

"The last time someone gave you the three sisters, the Huainan son is good." Su Yanmo's heart is arrogant: "The man is handsome, the most beautiful for this kind of beauty, I will go to a Huai home for a while." Write a post to go."

He Lianjiao snorted: "Mother, last time you said that this Huainan son couldn't stand it. Except for that face, you know that you can eat, drink, and play. You have to rely on women all day, don't look at the current home." Silver, if someone really marries in the future, don't ruin a bone, let the three sisters don't go with him, so as not to get rid of the reputation. How come to the little monk, your rhetoric is different."

Su Yanmo knocked on her head, and the smile on her lips became more and more sinister: "Don't say that, others thought that I was treating the little cockroach, and the better the Huainan son boasted, the easier it would be. Rest assured, no one knows what kind of virtues Huainan is.

"Mother, it’s really good that you dug this pit." He Lianjiaer’s eyes flashed in the shadows, so what do you do with Helen Weiwei!

The next day, Taibai College, the breeze.

The corner of the hospital.

Helian Weiwei is making the final adjustment for his umbrella, thinking that it can come in handy in the martial arts competition.

The original meditation is lazily floating on the tree to basking in the sun, of course, he used stealth.

The sun is just right.

Helen Weiwei just adjusted the umbrella, and wanted to stretch out, and saw a long and clear figure on the top of his head.

The figure was dressed differently in peacetime, and the eyes were covered by a white cloth. The perfect face made the morning light behind him a little eclipsed.

Helen Weiwei stopped moving and frowned at him: "What happened to your eyes?"

The singer of Bailijiao snorted and leaned sideways on her side. The voice was lazy: "It was poisoned."

"Poisoning will hurt your eyes?" Helen Weiwei browed a bit.

Baili Jiajue snorted, and then laughed evilly: "So, in the future, I have to worry about the gold master to take care of it..."