The Anarchic Consort

Hearing the words, the Bailijiajue casually put down the ancient scroll in his hand, and the long black hair was draped on his shoulders casually, and with a sharply pointed face, he glanced at her again, and his voice was faint, and slender. The legs are lapped, and the black hair is not alienated in front of the person. As usual, the order is not too slow: "Come here."

Clouds and blues sneaked in the heart, but there was no slight expression on the face, so it was close to a little cold. The body is tilted, just to snuggle in the arms of Bai Lijiajue...

The palace people who came in came to disturb the atmosphere.

"His Royal Highness." The palace man held a wooden tray in his hands. The tray was a pot of warm bamboo leaves and two glasses of white porcelain: "The wine you want."

The Barry Gregard took a glass of wine and took it in his hand. He even seemed to exude light on his fingertips. The handsome face that was sly and confusing became extraordinarily charming at this time, especially when he was free. Supporting the head, shaking the glass with one hand, the arrogant like the ancient gods, his narrow eyes like a smile and a smile at the opposite person.

Yun Bi has a lot of thoughts. Seeing that there are two glasses, I can't guess what is going on here. I immediately went to get another glass.

The palace man respectfully put the tray down and he retired.

Yun Bi’s arrival finally has no obstacles, and the foot is soft, so he has to reapply.

What she didn't think of was that the man stood up at this time without warning, and let her fall directly to the ground in a wolfful posture.

"His Royal Highness?" The cloud was lifted up in vain, and there was a groan in his heart. Did he recognize himself?

The Bailijiajue looked at her half-soundingly and then slowly extended her hand. The narrow nephew looked like a star-like water: "How stupid?"

Did not recognize it! Yunbi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and just wanted to put his hand in his palm.

Seeing that he avoided her touch, the broken hair in front of the forehead, the smile of the corner of the mouth at that moment, became elegant and bloodthirsty, like a mandala flower blooming in the banks of the Forgo River, full of The indescribable evil, the innate coldness, is invisible.

"Seeing someone using this face to do such a stupid thing really makes the temple sick."

Clouds and blues swayed, and they could not help but step back: "His Royal Highness..."

"Where is she?" He looked down at her coldly, his teeth screaming, his beauty, his black shirt wrapped in the slender figure, revealing a cold murderous!

The wind around me suddenly took off, and it was painful to blow on my face.

Yunbi has always known how strong her predecessor is. He is always elegant and high, never shot easily.

A simple eyebrow can make all the beasts tremble.

Even when he was angry, everything around him wouldn’t be any good!

Clouds and blues felt the fear buried deep in the body, and the voices were a bit dry and unnatural: "His Royal Highness, what are you talking about, I can't understand anything." She leaned back and denied, deceiving herself. Maybe the other party is just testing her!

"I don't understand?" Bai Lijiajue faded the white gloves in his hands, and the evil spirits bent down. The darkness was like a white scorpion for him. It was a nightmare, and now it seems that there are some faint demon. Red: "Is it necessary for the temple to break a rib? You can understand what the temple is asking?"

Yun Bi looked down at the fascinating scorpion, and remembered the look of the fire when he was in the fire. In an instant, the scalp was numb!

"I don't understand! Where did I do it wrong!" She was obviously careful enough! Even the walking posture, the way of speaking is the Helen Weiwei who is studying!

Barry Gale pinched her neck and smiled coldly: "You don't need to understand, where is she?"

"Temple, Your Highness, cough, you and I know, you just put, cough, treat her as a substitute for Helian Weiwei, she is not really Helian Weiwei, she does not go, Helian Weiwei You can't come back, you are because the original Helen Weiwei didn't like you, would you stop the spirits of the monks?" Yunbi's face is getting greener and more, and it takes a lot of effort to finish the story. She is still resentful, resentful of that person's good luck!

However, the Bailijiajue did not even answer the answer, and the strength on his fingers was even heavier, as if he really wanted to pinch her: "This temple asks you again, where is she?"

Clouds and blues have already breathed, but the toes point to the ground, and both eyes look straight at him: "His Royal Highness, she is just a shadow, you want to get Helen Weiwei, you can let the real Helen Weiwei come back!"

"Do you understand the words of the temple?" Barry Gregory picked up the man in one hand.

In the middle of his eyelids, he dared to move his prey to watch.

Compared to the raging anger, there are countless panic in the depths of my heart.

He really dislikes the picture he imagined.

As soon as he thought of it, the burying head gave him a snack. When he was finished bathing, he would throw the towel to him, lie on his lap and let him wipe her head. In order to alleviate the sin on him, he ran to the spirit without a word. Hidden Temple, the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-headed people never come back.

He can't wait to kill!

She also asked him where is wrong?

Oh, that person is the only one. Even if he is close to her in the blood, she will not be afraid, and will not hide. Instead, she will not be able to ask where he is injured!

Why, why are these people taking away the only thing that belongs to him!

Unforgivable!

Just a break, like something completely broken!

Originally, the slender fingers of the white scorpion stretched out the sharp nails of the knife, and the singer of the singer smashed his fingers into the heart of the cloud!

The blood fell drop by drop.

Clouds and blues are big and big, and they are incredulously looking at the eyes that have no more human eyes: "You, you..."

The difficulty of the chest has already polished all his patience, and the hundred miles of the priests stretched their hands to push the dying cloud, and then the index finger was placed between the lips, making a sly movement, bright red lips and pale complexion. Everything exudes a desperate and taboo evil spirit.

Then he got up, his proud back was straight, and the noble and arrogant momentum suddenly began. The long black cloak swelled with the wind, and he stood up and wiped away the blood on his fingers. When the figure flashes, it walks like a black mist in the deep night. Every time you go to a place, you must have a **** taste!