The Anarchic Consort Chapter 87: Ambiguous feelings

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"Okay." Helian Weiwei shrugged her shoulders. Anyway, eating one meal is also eating, and eating two meals is also eating. It's just a cutscene. If it ends early, she can concentrate on preparing for the martial arts test.

Zhongzun doesn’t know what she thinks. He watched Helian Weiwei for a long time before standing up loudly: “Disciple, don’t worry, even if the three princes fail to choose you, you will be paid at the dinner party. There are other princes, but the kid from the black family is also okay."

"Forget it, I'm not interested in getting married right now." Helian Weiwei laughed, pushed the parts in her hand, and made a good martial artist.

This Wuxiu is obviously different from other Wuxiu. It is made of black material. When it is formed, it is only the size of a palm, but when it is really unfolded, it is a sickle that only the death gods in the comics can carry. , Is very cool and handsome, and the blade has a high-cold elegance. It seems to be contemptuous of sentient beings, and it is full of demon coolness.

When Supreme saw that Wu Xiu, his eyes brightened!

"Wings of the Night God! Disciple, how much do you plan to sell this martial artist? I will increase the price for the teacher, how about you sell it to the teacher!?"

Helian Weiwei is also very satisfied with the things she made, and she slapped her shoulders casually, and smiled: "Master, this one is not good, it's a gift. Which one of the remaining masters like You can pick whatever you want."

"Okay." The supreme expression clearly brought out a touch of disappointment, but "Wings of the Night God" is useless by his side. He is already old and can't control such a lethal force. Wu Xiu, instead of letting such a good baby stay in the store and dust it, it's better to put it in the right person's hands.

It's just that, I don't know why, when he first saw this Wu Xiu, the first thing he thought of was the ice boy who was choosing the concubine.

Speaking of which, I don’t know who his "red luan" is?

In these days, he has been watching the stars every day, and he can't guess why.

"Master, I'm leaving." On the side of Helian Weiwei's finger, the sickle seemed to be touched by some mechanism, and quickly closed together, lying quietly in her palm.

The Supreme looked at her cold back, and shook his head again. If his disciple grows whiter, he will grow whiter, even if the ice boy is unwilling, he will send his good boy. Go into the palace!

But now, hey!

The Supreme sighed a long sigh. He only hopes that his good fellows will not be maliciously belittled by those people for the dinner tonight...

Before night, there was a hustle and bustle in the academy. To welcome the arrival of the old man, lanterns were hung everywhere, and even the business school was prosperous.

The previous Jing Wuwang has been sent to the prison, and the return of Dean Tu Sufeng filled the entire dinner with a strong academic atmosphere.

It can be seen that the style of the latter is much higher than the former.

Helian Weiwei was not in a hurry to go to the dinner, she still did not dress up, and asked her "little brother" out, looking lazily standing under the locust tree and yawning.

When Baili Jiajue, who was rehabilitated as a college student, appeared, he saw this scene. After confirming that he was out of alcohol, he paced over, with an indifferent voice: "What's so urgent?"

"Huh? Are you here?" Helian Weiwei felt that a man's voice was too familiar for a moment, and she couldn't remember where she had heard it.

Bai Li Jiajue gave a hum, and the demon eyes fell on her thin lips.

This reminds Helen Weiwei of the kiss that happened to the third prince this evening.

Obviously knowing that it won’t be known to anyone, Helian Weiwei was inexplicably guilty. She avoided his sight, took out a black bracelet from her bag and threw it to him: "Try , Promised to do martial arts for you."

Even if Baili Jiajue saw that martial arts piece, a light flashed in his eyes, but the light was hidden too deeply by him, so deep that only he knew it.

"Such a small thing, do I want to clasp it on my wrist?" the man asked pretendingly.

Helian Weiwei smiled: "You press the small button on its left."

Bai Li Jiajue did it very cooperatively, and a black sickle, one person tall, appeared in the moonlight!

"This is?" Baili Jiajue raised his eyebrows.

Helian Weiwei curled her thin lips: "Wings of the Night God, when I first saw you, I wanted to make such a sickle. Don’t think that this martial artist is not made of silver, but Its material is not bad at all. Xiaobai dug me some tungsten iron from the spiritual forest. I heard that it is more soul-storing than silver..."

"You really want to give it to me?" Baili Jiajue interrupted her in a faint voice.

Helian Weiwei picked the beautiful Danfeng eyes: "What? You don't like it?"

"No, I like it very much." The man looked at her motionlessly with his deep eyes, suddenly raised his arm, and lifted her bangs, then leaned forward and stamped her thin lips on her forehead and the corners of her mouth. Brings out the evil spirit of plundering: "Thank you for your reward."

Helian Weiwei touched her forehead and pushed him away: "What are you doing?" Don't you know the rules of the college? Last time he was in the ancestral hall and did not make any substantive moves. This time he played too much.

Bai Li Jiajue's lazy lips curled up, and he took the sickle and put it around his wrist: "I have said that I would like to thank you for a reward, or the Lord Master, do you prefer a deeper way of feeling?" /

"For example, hit you?" Helian Weiwei also laughed, turning her wrist with her left hand, like a demon.

Bai Li Jiajue stretched out her hand to wrap her fist, opened her thin lips, and seemed to want to say something

At this moment, there was a sudden sneer in the distance.

"What am I talking about, some people are so slutty and slutty, they can't live without a man."

It is He Lianmei, followed by famous ladies who are about to attend the dinner party. They have all dressed up carefully, especially He Lianjiao, wearing a set of dark embroidered gold and silver velvet flowers in a pure white dress outside. A light pink tunic, with an ulterior motive, a delicate hibiscus between the eyebrows, adding a touch of her daughter's femininity and shyness.

"Don't worry about her, she deserves to find one from the yard."

"Sister Nie is right. Let’s leave her alone and say something happy. Have you heard? There is news from the palace. It is said that this time the Supreme Emperor is not only choosing the concubine for the three Highnesses, but also holding it. A flower viewing party will be attended by the young masters of every family, and whoever wants to give the white cherry blossoms on their hands."

"Someone will be miserable. They won't be able to receive one by the time. It's not enough to be embarrassing."

There are more and more ridicules, and some people even smiled without hiding: "Will there be another good show to watch tonight? Remember last year's flower viewing party, but someone showed us something special What about the joke, ha ha ha ha..."