The Anarchic Consort

"How long has the time passed?" Wu Changchang was obviously anxious. He turned his head and asked the little **** who was waiting at the side, and even a layer of thin sweat was spilled on his forehead.

"Hey elders, it’s almost half an hour."

When the half hour arrives, the curse of the monks will stop.

If at that time, Helian Weiwei still has nothing, then he...

No!

He will never tolerate that situation!

At this time, the little **** just reminded me next to the elder Wu: "Elders, time seems to be there."

The elder Wu slammed back and looked at him wickedly: "The time has not arrived, I have a few in my heart!"

The little **** didn’t understand why Wu’s elders made such a big fire, and they quickly closed their mouths.

Wu Changchang stared at the back of Helen Weiwei.

This is impossible!

There must be something wrong!

"I have no problem, it seems that Wu Chang is very disappointed." Helen Weiwei gently smiled at him, the curvature of the corner of his mouth, like the face of the elders.

He squatted tightly, biting his teeth and scared the order again: "Read again!"

The sorghums naturally listen to him, but there will inevitably be pauses in the middle.

This pause will make his voice very high, so everyone looked in his direction.

Helian Weiwei was lifted up, and his lips smiled: "Wu elders, the time has come, the sorghums should also drive out the suffocation, and the elders of Wu once and again, let the sorghums repeat the chanting, in the end want Pray for blessing, or do you think that I am not pleasing to the eye, do you have to sue a little on me?"

"Wang Hao said right." Nan Gonglie walked in slowly from the outside: "Wu elders do this, it is really people who have to doubt your purpose, the exorcism of the palace, not telling us the sacrifice hall. Instead, you have to worry about the sorghums outside the palace, Wu Chang, you can do this without rules."

He said, he raised his eyebrows and glanced at the Bailijiajue. The meaning is nothing more than saying, do you see that you are in accordance with your instructions, come in time?

There was no change in the expression of Bai Lijiajue, and the side face was indifferent, and the two colds reached the extreme.

He also looked at Nangong Lie, but at that glance, he was much darker than Nangong Lie, and he had to use words to express his words.

That's only six words.

Give him to the temple to kill him!

Nan Gonglie looked at his eyes and swallowed his mouth. He thought that this elder of the martial arts had offended the prince.

Even let him go so deadly...

Wu elders have not yet noticed their situation, but he knows that if he enters the palace, he will offend the ancestral hall, but if Helen Weiwei can reveal the original form under the curse, then what method is adopted, that is, Not important.

But he couldn't think of it, and Helen Weiwei would have nothing at all!

"Your Majesty." Nangong Lie is still the way of his nobles: "If you feel that my ancestral hall can not protect the tranquility of the palace, I can drive my Nangong family out of the capital at any time, as long as you squat down, Alie naturally does, Don't ask for some sorghum to make the ritual hall embarrassing."

The sacrificial family is not the same in the whole of China.

When the emperor listened to Nangong Lie, he was no longer silent. His words were all reserved: "Alie, you think too much, you are watching the sacrificial priests. These days, the things for the case are exhausted, and you don't want to make you too hard. I agreed with Wu Lao’s proposal. And Wu Lao did not have any other ideas, but he was worried about the restlessness in the palace and wanted to share his concerns.”

"In this case, what can the elders of Wu find out?" Nangong Lie went to that station, which was full of evil spirits.

Wu Chang did not speak.

Helian Weiwei stood up and licked the thin dust on his body: "Wu elders did not find out anything, but they kept holding me, and they kept saying that I was the one who took the house, but also let the sorghums Read the curse of the soul over and over again."

"The soul of the curse?" Nan Gong Lie frowned, turned his head and smiled at the elders of Wu Chang: "Wu elders, I read less, you don't lie to me. I have been worshipping for so long, and I listened for the first time. If you want to pray for blessings, you want to use the soul-stricken curse. Do you want to calm your grievances, or do you want to make this palace even more unsettled? Such a blatant deception, Wu’s courage is really big, isn’t it afraid to kill? ?"

After all, Wu Chang is calm and has experienced many things. He will not be chaotic because of the series of questions from Nan Gonglie.

He turned his head and turned to the emperor: "Your Majesty, the old minister asked Gao Song to enter the palace to recite the curse of the soul, has already told the majesty, how can it be regarded as a bully? Please also kneel down for the old minister!"

"This matter has already been explained by Wu Lao." The emperor's spirit has always been bad, and he has been perfunctory: "A Lie, you are all nephews, all for the tranquility of the palace. These are all known. Since Wu Laochao If it’s okay, that’s natural, it’s better. Don’t say anything more.”

Nangong smashed the fox-like narrow eyes, with a slight taunt in the corner of his mouth, and there was no answer.

The Bailijiajue opened his mouth slowly: "For the peace of the palace, the evidence is sufficient. The elders of Wu are so filthy and the prince of the temple, should they recognize the mistake."

When he spoke, there was no difference between the posture and the usual, and it was still a long-standing and unchanging authority.

It’s just that Wu’s elders felt the absolute top view of the high.

This is what makes him most disgusted!

The emperor looked at the elders of Wu and looked at the cold face of Bai Lijiajue and the dissatisfaction of Nangong.

I know that if I don’t take any gestures, I will never forget.

In the heart of the palace, the calculations were filled with gains and losses, and the thoughts were turned, and the elders of Wu were pushed out: "Since things have reached such a level, Wu Lao will give them a few apologies for juniors, and it is not a big deal."

"Your Majesty!" But in an instant, the face of Wu Changchang has changed, from smug to pale and colorless.

He became a three-generation elder, who did not know who was in the position and prestige of the War Dragon Empire.

Now, his majesty has let him go down in the public, and bow down to apologize to the junior of Helian Weiwei!

This is simply killing him and making him uncomfortable!

"How?" Helen Weiwei sat in his seat with his legs slightly crossed, leaning back and posture: "Wu Changchang wants to resist?"

"Wu Lao." The emperor urged another sentence, the voice is significantly lower than the previous one.

The elder Wu took the tea from the little **** and took a deep breath. When he walked to Helianweiwei, the muscles on his face trembled. At this moment, he only wanted to find a seam. Drill in...