The Anarchic Consort Chapter 12: The fun of ghost temple

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Because Helian Weiwei chose the place to practice, which was the gift Yuan Ming gave her when she first met... Wonderland space!

Here, there is no noise, only the sound of the stream flowing and the breeze blowing the grass.

The environment is very important to the martial artist, and Helian Weiwei who is practicing in the fairyland space can improve her martial energy faster than those who practice deep in the mountains!

This is what we often say about nurturing qi with spirit.

Helian Weiwei naturally noticed this. After squinting and pondering for a while, he buried a dying strawberry seedling in the soil...

In fact, she just took the attitude of giving it a try, but what she saw next made Helian Weiwei shocked!

She watched the withered seedlings as if they had absorbed enough nourishment, regaining vitality at a speed visible to the naked eye, stretched out the branches and leaves, and even grew small white flowers. ...

Even Yuan Ming stayed beside him. Although this immortal space is his property, he only knows that martial energy can be cultivated here, and when plants are also applicable...Fucking trough, he actually started to grow fruit Up!

Yuan Ming blinked, and the two white ears on his head were stunned: "This strawberry is really long."

Helian Weiwei squinted her eyes, reached out her hand and touched her chin, as if she had thought of something bad, her eyes were bright and scary!

Yuan Ming just shuddered, before he rubbed her arm, he saw Helian Weiwei took out a banknote from her arms and buried it directly in the soil... She buried the banknote in In the soil! ! !

Yuan Ming's silver eyes turned round at the time, what the **** is this woman doing!

Helian Weiwei did not speak, her eyes kept staring at the place where the banknote was buried...

One minute has passed, two minutes have passed, three... Before three minutes have passed, Helian Weiwei rolled her thin lips very unhappily: "It turns out that you can't grow money, and this space is not very good. ."

Yuan Ming:...Tell me well, whose fairyland space is used by his female horse to grow silver!

"However, strawberries taste good." Helian Weiwei picked one strawberry and put it in her mouth, and threw the other one to Yuan Ming.

Yuan Ming didn’t care about her feeding him, as if she was feeding some kind of dog, with her white ears erected, her mouth caught, and her mouth was full of sweet strawberry flavor...

"This strawberry seems to be different from the outside!" Helian Weiwei's eyes flashed, and she picked up the strawberry again, only to find that there was a kind of air lingering around these strawberries. For the warrior, it is undoubtedly a supplementary supplement!

In other words, the fruits here are not ordinary fruits at all, but are similar to Tianshan Snow lotus.

With them, Helian Weiwei can get twice the result with half the effort even if it is inconvenient to enter the fairyland space to practice in Taibai Academy!

At the same time, layers of rose flowers covered the entire hall, making this palace buried in the night look like an ancient castle in the 17th century.

Under the heavy curtains, there are low-key and luxurious black wood stained silver carved stone pillars. The stone pillars are erected in four directions, east, west, south, and north, which seem to be able to support the entire hall.

On the main seat of the palace, the man lay languidly, his ascetic robe was half open, and black hair that reached his ankles, like a night of arrogant ink, was scattered on the left and right sides, he was tall and straight. The bridge of the nose is like ivory, with the luster of pearls, and the slender fingers are wrapped under the black gloves, only an inch of porcelain white wrists are exposed, attracting people to look again and again.

His posture seemed to be asleep, with one hand lazily propped on his side face, one hand resting on the handle of the king's seat lightly, his narrow eyes were slightly closed, and he looked very careless, but when there was no dark shadow in the room When the sound appeared, he suddenly opened his eyes, the night-like eyes of evil spirits, as if they could penetrate everything in this world.

"His Royal Highness, the high priest is out. After hearing about you and Miss Helian, he is very..." It seems that he can't find any good adjectives, and Shadow turned a voice: "He is facing Come here."

The man’s pupils are like cat eyes. When they narrowed slightly, they exuded danger: "Oh, what's the matter between the main hall and her? What can happen between the main hall and her?"

Shadow thought that he had forgotten his master, and respectfully said: "On the last time His Royal Highness passed by the Protectorate Mansion, he relieved Miss Helian from the siege."

"Relieve?" The man's ending sounded longer, and the demon cold under his eyes attacked the shadows: "Are you reminding the temple that a woman was molested?"

Shadow stiffened, swallowing hardly: "Subordinates...Subordinates..."

"Jue, you are bullying our little shadow again, it shouldn't be too bad."

Suddenly, the door of the palace opened slightly, and a man in a crimson-clad man walked in slowly, with a slutty smile at the corners of his mouth, without a trace of variegated white fox collar, there was a face that dumped all living beings. The blood-stained clothes covering him not only didn't dazzle, but made him even more wicked and handsome.

He looked at Baili Jiajue, and said jokingly: "I heard that you fell in love with a kitten?"

Bai Li Jiajue raised his eyes lazily, and did not say anything. Instead, he turned his black jade finger in a calm manner, and coldly instructed the people below: "Go get hot water."

"Yes!" Shadow cast his eyes down and took his command. Within a moment, a thick layer of heat rose up in the hall.

The bohemian man did not give up on the topic of "kitten", his thin lips slightly hooked, his arm casually placed on Bailijiajue's shoulder: "I also heard that the kitten molested you ?"

After hearing this, Shadow took a deep breath, not for anything else, for the man's recklessness!

Bai Li Jiajue sneered and waved his hand away, took the handkerchief to wipe the place where the quilt had just touched, and the corner of his mouth evoked a cold arc: "Nangonglie, don't you want your hands?"

"Hey, hey, don't be impulsive, as the high priest, I need to care about the emotional life of our princes!" Nangong Lie immediately took a step back, raising his hands to show his innocence.

His gaze flicked over Baili Jiajue’s handsome face, and the low-key and elegant trim lines on the collar of the robe...

The man in front of him is as elegant as he has been carefully crafted. Most of the time he looks alienated, indifferent and lazy, and even lost his martial spirit, but even so, the kind of life in him The powerful aura that comes with it can also suppress any prince except him.

Bali Jiajue, this man who really emerged from the darkness.

His ability is incomprehensible to him. What's more, he is still uncertain whether he really has no martial spirit...