The Anarchic Consort

Helen Weiweiton took a step and thought about it before he said: "I need your help."

"What's busy?" The tone of Bai Lijiajue was very light, and it was a little more cool than usual.

Helen Weiwei felt that mentioning this request would be unfavorable to him, but it can only be like this: "Blackpool was captured as a murderer. The prefect is simply looking for a ghost, what should be behind him? People, if there is no higher-status person to press him, he will continue to be unscrupulous."

The Bailijiajue did not speak, only stopped the movements on his hands, looked at her with a slight head, and the scorpion with the coldness of the eyes.

Helen Weiwei remembered that he had warned him many times that he would not be too close to Blackpool, and he would inevitably have some guilty conscience: "I know that letting you intervene in Taibai College now will cause unnecessary trouble, but I can’t watch it. So watching Black Zeid caught, he is not a murderer..."

"This is the first time you have asked for the temple." The sound of the cool singer of the Bailijiajue was slowly swirling in the room like a cold sake: "It was for another man."

Helen Weiwei looked up and looked at the man.

The Bailijiajue is still indifferent and precious. The exquisite robes are placed on his body, and he hangs straight to his feet. He slightly faces his face, and the scorpion is deep and bottomless.

Obviously, it is still the momentum of the world.

Helian Weiwei did not know where it was strange.

Probably his pair of scorpions were too desolate, and there was no reflection in the sky. Helen Weiwei’s chest could not help but tighten, as if he had been infected by his breath, and even the air became silent.

After half a ring, the Bailijiajue stood up and walked towards her step by step. The eye-catching and handsome face was like a perfect ice-cut diamond. It was dazzling and sharp: "Help you, me. What can I get?"

"The throne." Helen Weiwei looked at him, his pupils were incomparably dark: "I will do my best to help you sit on the throne."

The Baili Jiajue laughed, but gave a kind of icy cold like a sword: "You feel that you are missing, the temple can't get that position, or do you think I have to be that position?"

Helen Weiwei did not speak, of course she knew that even without her, the throne of the world is also at your fingertips, but it is only a matter of time.

"When you come to the temple, come over, don't throw the temple aside." The Barry Gregory approached her into the corner, bowing her head slightly, and the sandalwood came with a cold that could not be said. Meaning: "How can you give up the good things in the world?"

Helen Weiwei sticks to the disturbing heat, just want to end this situation as soon as possible, when the eyes are lifted, it is clearer than ever: "His Highness decided to help me."

Seeing the awkward look that was rare on the woman's face, the singer of Baili Hanbing smiled and said: "You are really worried about him."

The strength of releasing the hand is too big, and the big one almost makes Helen Weiwei stand unstable. Fortunately, she does not like to be as delicate as Yunbi.

Otherwise, the power of the third hall of the temple is enough to take her out.

Helen Weiwei pressed the painful wrist and listened to the man saying without temperature: "This temple can help you, but the same, I want you to promise me one thing."

"Okay." This time, she owes him.

"I promised to be so refreshing." I don't know where it was done. Helen Weiwei saw the ice at the bottom of Bailijiajue's eyes more intense. He looked at her almost as if he was blind. His eyes were cold:" It seems that he is really important to you."

Helen Weiwei did not deny that she is now thinking only about saving people.

The Barry Gregory looked at her deeply, his long sleeves fretting, and his voice calmed to almost indifference: "Shadow."

"Below." The shadow passed over the treetops and landed on one knee and squatted on the floor.

The Baili Gajue took out a token: "Let's see where the prefect is now, show this to him, let's not think about sinning casually. This kind of thing is much more, be careful of his black hat."

"Yes!" The shadow took the order and immediately stood up, but before leaving, he looked at Helen Weiwei deliberately.

Helen Weiwei knew that the shadow was blaming himself, and his last glance was too obvious.

She also knew that her request was a bit too much this time.

Such a decision is likely to cause the Bai Lijiajue to fall into a trouble.

I was just anxious and wanted to give it a try.

I did not expect that he would agree.

Helen Weiwei thought again and said: "The future is useful to my place, and I will go to the temple to help my temple."

"If the temple does not let you go through the fire, let you stay with me in bed." Bai Lijiajue sounded cold and took off his shirt and threw it aside.

Helen Weiwei had a hard time holding his words.

It was this scene that the little seven emperor who walked in with the Voldemorts came in. The mood of the third brother was obviously not very good.

Ok.

Otherwise, he still silently returned his foot.

I have to say that the idea of ​​the Little Seven Emperor is wise.

Just he dragged such a big thing, want to hide?

Hehe... dreaming!

The singer of Bai Lijia looked at the distressed expression of the little man, and he browed and picked: "Come here."

The little man is a whole spirited person, walks over with a small thick leg, and does not forget to share food: "Three brothers, I caught a Voldemort for lunch."

Unfortunately, the Barry Gregory is not a foodie like him: "I thought you should be in the palace now, the college is chaotic, you don't know?"

"I..." The little man touched his tiger's head with guilty conscience, and then saw his three sisters standing on the side, and spontaneously walked over with a small short leg, and together with Helen Weiwei, squatted in the corner. Rowing station.

At the same time, I was stared at by two pairs of round eyes. One of the temples didn’t feel at all. The cold side face was faintly indifferent. I casually drank the tea in my hand and flipped it from time to time. The ancient book, the posture is lazy and luxurious, and it is good to see the extreme.

Occasionally, when he pauses, he will glance at the side.

I can successfully see a big one and a small one immediately stand up straight and be full of vigilance, even the movements are synchronized with God.

The singer of Bai Lijia looked back with a faint look.

Xiaoqi was relieved with a heavy sigh of relief, and the heart was thumping and jumping, and the indignant darkness ~www.readwn.com~ read the book well, but still have to look at them, it is scary, he can't breathe. Okay! Terrible third brother!

For this, Helian Weiwei also feels the same. He always feels that the pressure from the Bailijiajue is strong, and even drinking tea should always be on guard against what he will do...