The Anarchic Consort Chapter 247: She turned out to be the master beggar!

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Helian Weiwei saw that Grandpa Sun was looking at her deskmate, and did not answer her words, raised her eyebrows: "What is the difficulty of Grandpa Sun?"

"Huh?" Grandpa Sun came back to his senses.

Bai Li Jiajue glanced at him, and his voice faintly echoed: "I have troubled Grandpa Sun."

Grandpa Sun seemed to be choked, and coughed heavily: "No, cough, no! Big, miss you, don't worry, the old slave must arrange your friend properly."

"That's good." Helian Weiwei made everything safe, turned and went downstairs, and took a man's clothing away.

Yuan Ming smiled evilly in the fantasy space: "What? Are you going to change clothes?"

"It is not convenient to fight in a skirt." Helian Weiwei waved her long sleeves, and the Yushu was in the breeze, gentle and elegant.

She looked at herself in the mirror, smiled handsomely, turned her face sideways, and straightened her collar.

I walked into the noisy crowd...

After seeing that familiar figure disappeared, Grandpa Sun dared to turn his head to look at his master: "His Royal Highness..."

Bai Li Jiajue threw away the cloth tape in his hand, and his clean eyebrows became extremely cold at that moment: "Call the treasurer of the Phoenix Building to the main hall."

"Yes." Grandpa Sun trembled. He knew that His Highness was about to start a thorough investigation of poisoning!

Bali Jiajue picks his fingers slightly, the silver mask is covered, and the white robe flies in an arc: "Eighteen shadows take orders."

"Subordinates are here!"

Whhhhhhhh!

Eighteen black shadows, robes hanging down, landing on one knee,

Bali Jiajue’s eyes are as cold as ice: "Go and check on ****, who is the old ghost."

"Yes!"

The shadows dispersed at the same time.

The black feathers fell, leaving only the backlit figure of Baili Jiajue, fierce, evil, indifferent and ruthless.

The ministers looked at the three princes who walked in slowly, all dumbfounded.

What's the situation?

Why, when Grandpa Sun just went out, he still took that student from Taibai College, and then he came in and was replaced by the third prince?

"My grandson is too late for help." Baili Jiajue's indifferent tone sounds lacking such a little sincerity: "I hope Grandpa Huang can atone for his sins."

The Supreme Emperor coughed slightly, without revealing his identity, and said solemnly: "Sit down, how is the situation outside?"

"Everything is normal." Bailijiajue paused and said coldly: "You can open the wooden window."

The guard followed the order and quickly stood by the window, guarding with a knife, to ensure that the Supreme Emperor and the others could continue to watch the game.

The difference between the Wuqi Competition and other competitions is that the contestants selected from all over the world are usually ranked behind, not reading the name, only the serial number.

So not just ordinary people, even the elders of the four major families did not know that Helian Weiwei was shortlisted.

But there is one thing that the four major families have been paying attention to. They are also digging for available talents in this game.

So, from the beginning, they waited for the little beggar in the legend to appear.

Because he once released news, saying goodbye to the martial arts competition.

So far, there have not been any particularly noteworthy contestants on the test field.

Except for Helian Jiaoer who won first place several times in a row, the rest of the table has always been calm.

It wasn't until Helian Weiwei, who was dressed in men's clothing, appeared, that the judges who recorded the record began to pay attention to her slowly, muttering in their hearts that this person's luck was a little too good, and he had won three games in a row.

Originally a game, two wins in three games can be promoted.

But this person has never lost once since the start of the fight.

Gradually.

Not only the referees, but even the contestants waiting to come on stage, their eyes widened.

"No way? He won again? It's been six games. Why doesn't he have any flaws."

"Who is this man? I have never seen him before."

"It's strange, how come I can't feel the martial spirit in him...Ah! I remember it!"

Huh!

With Helian Weiwei's beautiful legs, a big man with a double hammer in a parabolic curve was kicked off the stage.

One of the contestants in the ring shouted excitedly: "It's him!"

"Who?"

"It's the beggar master who singled out the four major families!"

"What?"

"Look at his moves, he has no martial arts, and surprisingly wins. In addition to that master can do it, who else can be so powerful in the world!"

"It's really him!?"

Everyone rubbed their eyes, their faces were covered with eager light because they saw the legendary master. Feeling surging, passionate!

This is the first time they are so close to a master!

Helian Weiwei ignored the slightly surprised eyes in the worship of the crowd, only smiled slightly, stood with her hands, and slightly curled her lips in front of the already silly contestants: "Next?"

The north wind whizzed past, she just stood on the wooden platform like that, in every move, she was gentle and lazy, and her back was slender like jade, which suddenly produced a sense of beauty like a splash of ink.

Some people themselves are very charming, unassuming, unobtrusive, like snowflakes falling from the sky, cold and noble, silent, and unique with some distinctive flavors.

Grandpa Sun standing on the high platform widened his eyes, watching the people on the stage, he finally understood why his Royal Highness treated this woman differently...

Such a commotion naturally attracted the attention of a group of people in Taibai College.

The young masters of the aristocratic family led by Murong Changfeng, who looked at it with gusto from a distance, followed along.

Even Murong Changfeng had taken a bit of seriousness without knowing it. If such a master could be used by Prince Murong's Mansion, it would be even more powerful.

"Okay!" The restored Emperor, stroking his beard, brought out a deep smile: "This person is good."

"Uh...Yes." Grandpa Sun knew that Taishang's old man's eyes were not good, not to mention that it was so far away. It was really hard to see that the good person in his mouth was the eldest lady from Helian's family.

The Emperor Taishang raised his eyebrows: "What? Do you think it's not good?"

"No, no, no!" In the indifferent eyes cast by his master, Grandpa Sun desperately shook his head, and said to the emperor: "The old slave has never seen such a wonderful event, all of a sudden. It's silly to show."

The Supreme Emperor nodded in satisfaction.

Only then did Baili Jiajue take his gaze away from Grandpa Sun, and took a sip of tea with a faint expression.

"Juer, who are you better than this person?" The Supreme Emperor suddenly asked, and all the ministers looked over here.

Bai Li Jiajue casually turned the black jade fingers on his fingers, and the corners of his mouth were stained with a slight evil, just when he wanted to speak.

Suddenly an exclamation came from outside the window!

"Wait! How does this master's back look so familiar!"