The Anarchic Consort

"This temple has no interest in your guess." Barry Gregard turned to look around and saw the little man who was with him around Helen Weiwei, and suddenly there was a sigh of sighs in the eyes, and then the voice slowed down. Suspension put the elders of Wu down, and slowly sorted out his robes: "However, since Wang Hao promised you, then the temple will look at it, what is the ridiculous resignation?"

absurd?

The elder Wu squatted on his neck, coughing fiercely, thinking in the haze of the heart, waiting for you to see the shadow of the demon behind Helen Weiwei, you don't think it's ridiculous!

"Go and tell the monks, the voice of the chanting is a little bigger."

"Yes!

However, for a moment, the Buddha's voice above the temple was a little more important!

Helian Weiwei's fingers were slightly stunned, holding a small seven, sitting in a stable position.

Wu Chang looked at her straight back and sneered in her heart. He wanted to see how long she could hold!

And the three emperors standing next to him, it is time for him to take a taste of being beaten by the pride of this day!

He said that he is also an elder.

The three emperors did not give him face.

Wait, wait until you have finished collecting Helen Weiwei, the next one he wants to clean up is the Baili Jiajue!

"His Royal Highness has to look carefully." Wu Chang's face was smiling, and a pair of thoughts for the Baili Jiajue: "The people who usually take the house will often sweat down, and black shadows appear behind them, that black. Although the shadows can't be caught, they are also visible to the naked eye. Your Highness can not be dazzled and miss a wonderful picture."

The Barry Gregory was carrying him and looked at him slowly.

That look is very cold!

The cold martial arts scalp was a little numb, only to hear the voice of the person faintly opened: "If there is no wonderful picture to see, this temple will take the head of the elder Wu to come to the palm of your hand."

However, it is a short few words, but it seems to make the temperature around you drop by one degree.

It is said that the elders of Wu’s elders are even tighter.

He knew from the beginning, no matter who made the emperor.

The four elders of their elders will, as always, have the rights that no one else can have, and be loved by the people.

Only the three princes who are not hard to eat, one day, will destroy everything they have.

Therefore, he will make such a big decision today!

It should be almost time now...

Wu Chang Lao walked toward Helian Weiwei and saw her sweat on her forehead. The smile on her face was even stronger: "Wang Hao can't be hard, this time is not half past, if you It’s really uncomfortable. It’s better to say it yourself. You’re going to be punished, so why not let yourself be less guilty.”

"Which old Wu saw that I was dying." Helen Weiwei chuckled the hand of Xiaoqi: "I just heard the Buddha's voice, and I followed the chanting, just taking advantage of this opportunity. His Royal Highness prayed for blessings, and he sweated a little, and let Wu’s elders take a fuss.

"Oh, I hope things like Wang Hao said, but it is a little sweat, then Wang Hao can wait for a good time. In less than half an hour, the Buddhist monks of Gaoyan will not end, and the old ones are really worried that Wang Hao will not Live it..." Wu Changchang smiled and stood up again, and the smug one made people increase the Buddha's voice.

In his heart, Helen Weiwei at this time is already a dead end, and it is simply that the grasshopper who died at the beginning wants to make more noises.

can!

Wait a little bit past.

In addition to sweating, Helen Weiwei actually had no other signs!

This made Wu elders somewhat unable to sit still, and whispered a few words to the high-ranking monks.

The original meditation looked at it, and the evil laughed out: "Woman, you are really smart. I thought of such a method. I guess that the old man couldn’t think of dreaming. Why are you sitting so stable?"

"He couldn't think of more things." Helen Weiwei was lazy: "I originally thought about buying those sorghums, but carefully thinking about it is too dangerous. There is no shortage of elders' confidants, if I am really The silver money went, but it will become the evidence that they bite me. The Baijijiajue does not arrange this because of this. Moreover, you and Xiaobai say that Xiaoqi is more powerful than the fire unicorn. If he is by my side, it will definitely resist the Buddhist voices of the monks. If you can resist the living, of course you have to use it. Xiaoqi seems to be much lower-key than the fire unicorn."

Xiao Bai's voice was cold and passed on to Helen Weiwei's words: "If the small seven is really it, then it is not low-key."

"You said it for a long time, I don't know which one it is now." Helianweiwei browed and asked: "In the end, do you think Xiaoqi is the beast?"

The little man’s little ears were vertical, and Helen Weiwei mentioned his name. He first wrinkled his brows, and then he figured out what he was trying to do. The tiger had a little face and he was domineering. The road: "Sancha, do you want to eat bean bags?"

Helian Weiwei: ... Sure enough, Xiaoqi can pull the top of it.

"Sancha, don't be embarrassed, if you want to eat, just say to me, I brought a lot of bean bags!" The little man said while taking a picture of his little chest.

Helen Weiwei’s mouth was pumped. He was the rhythm of moving the beanbags of the whole royal dining room. So a small body, he could hide it.

"Three don't eat, you eat." Helen Weiwei smiled and licked the head of the little man, feeling the palm of his heart: "Small seven, are you going to shave?"

The little man stopped the action of eating the bean paste bag, and the rounded eyes of the tiger's eyes: "Do not shave."

"How can I not shave, the Dean does not say you?" Helen Weiwei did not forget how strict the one was to him.

The little man shook his head: "The third brother told me to come back. I don't have to follow the dean in the future. In fact, I know that after I left, the teachers and uncles of Taibai College who have been fighting with me will think of me. ”

Helen Weiwei: ...you really think too much! They don’t let the guns welcome!

The more happy a big one is, the more ugly the old man’s face is!

How could this be?

It shouldn't be like this!

At this time, Helen Weiwei should not be able to sit still, want to use to grab his face?

Why does she seem to have nothing at all!

wrong!

Must be something wrong?

Is it true that the scriptures that the monks read are wrong?

Impossible, he has been checked one by one.

And the sorghums who entered the palace this time are the confidants of their elders, and there will be absolutely no mistakes.

But why Helen Weiwei did not change at all.

Vaguely, there seems to be a bad premonition in Wu’s heart...