The Anarchic Consort Chapter 410: His black belly kissing in public (five watch)

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The little seventh prince nodded his head, then bent over, picked up a dark thing, held it up and handed it to Helian Weiwei.

The length of the thing is almost longer than that of the little seventh prince, and it can reach the part of the little man's nose when erected. It looks like a metal material and looks extremely heavy.

Before everyone knew what it was, Helian Weiwei picked up the thing with a hard effort, with a smile at the corner of her mouth: "The Shenyin Army listened to the order, and all of them were replaced with eighteen shots. Heavy blow machine gun!"

Next, everyone just listened to a bang.

All the soldiers in black have raised their arms, with their left hand as a stent, and their right hand raised. What is holding a "black tube" with their fingertips?

"This is what you call the equipment?"

Wang Murong smiled, obviously he didn't like the thing like a bamboo pipe.

Even the eighteen shadows, you look at me, and I look at you, I don't understand why the princess wants to bring out this kind of children's play.

Only Baili Jiajue, after seeing the "clair", the beautiful Danfeng's eyes sank, looking at Helian Weiwei's eyes, they are still as dark as ink, and their expressions are not moving.

At this time, Helian Weiwei has picked up the sniper cannon in her hand, placed it on her shoulder, adjusted the sight, and then, with a vicious smile, pressed her hand!

Boom!

The red light suddenly rose, and the sturdy roof was suddenly lifted. Five or six archers were planted from the ambush together. The tiles continued to tumbling on the bluestone path, giving off an incredible ears. sound.

Amidst the billowing smoke, the prefect’s expression was sluggish. He opened his mouth wide and stared blankly at the woman who was walking towards them with the black spear on her shoulders. Her legs were already weak. Lost all consciousness.

"What the **** is that!" The prefect was out of control, and even his voice was a bit close to howling: "What the **** is the ***!"

In addition to the blankness on King Murong's face, there was a chill coming from the bottom of his heart, he also wanted to ask!

Why is it just a matter of raising your hand to blow up the house!

Like explosives?

But how did the explosives get into that black tube?

How can it be ignited in an instant?

At that moment, many thoughts flashed through King Murong's head.

But the only thing that freezes is that they... finished!

Even if there are tens of thousands of troops, it is impossible to win.

How can victory be possible!

Why no one has ever told him.

There are still such weapons on the mainland of China?

What the **** is that!

But it's not over yet.

At the same time as the bombing sounded, countless well-trained Shenyin troops fired at the same time, and every shot hit the soldiers' feet, countless sparks splashed and thick gunpowder smoke, Helian Weiwei He paced easily and handsomely, and handed the specially-made sniper to Xiao Qi.

The little seventh prince stretched his little hand forward, caught it firmly, hugged it in his arms, and followed Helian Weiwei, his little face was calm and without a trace of expression, whoever was upset would blast him, very Mighty and domineering!

The archers who were ambushing at the prefecture’s side were completely frightened. Not to mention that Helian Weiwei’s attack made them dare not act rashly anymore, even those held by the Shenyin Army. The weapons have made them soften their legs.

The bow and arrow in the hand can no longer be lifted. The opponent is not only faster than them in speed, but even the accuracy rate of shooting is much higher than them.

There was still a scary gunpowder at the feet, no matter how much King Murong roared, the archers always maintained the same posture.

King Murong, who has carefully planned for so long, thought that King Murong, who was sure of winning, was completely panicked at this moment. He looked at the figure that was getting closer and closer to him, and couldn't help dragging a soldier toward him. .

Only the next second, the soldier was shot.

The blood is gradually on his face, and the corners of the woman's mouth are slightly bent not far away, and the green gauze and white clothes are blown wildly by the fanatical airflow, and the most beautiful wings of the night rasa are hunting and flying, and a gorgeous face is reflected A coquettish red, with unabashed arrogance and self-confidence, no matter how beautiful the color is, it is just a foil in front of her.

Puff!

The prefect couldn't help it anymore, and knelt on the ground at once, crying and shouting: "The princess is forgiving, the princess is forgiving!"

It's over, it's over...

As soon as the coach surrendered, what would happen to the group of archers?

One by one, he put down the bows and arrows in his hands and kneeled for ten miles. The scene was spectacular.

Helian Weiwei was still carrying the sniper cannon in her hand, raised her eyebrows and looked at the prefect, and said lazily: "It's useless to ask me, you have to ask your highness."

The prefect was taken aback, and looked in the direction of Bailijiajue.

The man, even in the midst of the billowing smoke, is not exposed to any dust, and the precious cloak is draped on his shoulders, making him look like an emperor holding the power of life and death.

The more at this moment, the more dangerous he looks.

It seems that he was born to kill the gods, giving people an absolute oppression.

The prefect trembled in shock. In front of Helian Weiwei, he dared to call for mercy. In front of the man, he kept banging his head, the loud noise made People feel pain when they hear it!

Bai Li Jiajue didn't even look at him, and his eyes fell on Helian Weiwei's small face.

Helian Weiwei didn't understand why he thought of herself like this, so she frowned.

"Come here."

No matter how hard the people of the world are tossing, the tone of His Highness Three will always be imperative, slow and indifferent.

Helian Weiwei looked at so many college students around, plus the archers who surrendered just now, and she had to give Bailijiajue face, and walked over with the gun, her posture was also handsome.

Just before she was handsome, Baili Jiajue lifted her jaw.

Helianweiwei's narrow eyes were rounded in an instant, like a silly fox caught by a tiger.

Wait a minute...this guy doesn't mean to be here, kiss...kiss her?

It turns out that Helian Weiwei still thinks more about it.

Because His Royal Highness Rensan only saw that her face was not clean, he threw a veil to her and asked her to wipe it herself.

Helian Weiwei:...

Holding a gun in one hand and wiping her face with one hand, she... still did such a stupid action.

Someone with cleanliness is always so crazy!

Helian Weiwei wiped her face, curling the corners of her mouth helplessly.

Bai Li Jiajue looked at her, reached out and pulled her hand over, held it in the palm of her palm, followed by her thin lips, her deep eyes were more charming than ever, and her **** tail sounded slightly upward. : "What were you expecting just now? Huh?"

"No, uh..."