The Anarchic Consort Chapter 110: Who wins and who loses

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Helian Weiwei suddenly stiffened, and she had no time to react. Fortunately, the man turned her leg down, and the corner of the white robe just blocked her, and coughed softly: "His Royal Highness, there is something else?"

Bali Jiajue licked her thin lips, even in questioning, she gave people a kind of well-bred elegance: "It's gone now."

I don't know why, Helian Weiwei secretly squeezed a cold sweat for what she had just done.

The third prince wants to deceive her again!

Fortunately, the sick child reacted fast enough and the acting skills were good enough, otherwise, ordinary people would really have no way to deal with that man.

Helian Weiwei lay down on the ground in relief, supporting her chin with one hand, showing no image at all.

"The Caomin will leave." The man reached out and lowered the car curtain, looked down at her, and said in a faint voice to the outside of the car: "Bo Liang, let's go."

The city gate opened, and the wheels ran across the ground inch by inch, but Helian Weiwei heard an exclamation.

"Your Highness!"

It's the shadow. He stretched out his hand to hold the dazed Bailijiajue.

However, Bailijiajue's gaze stopped her movements.

"His Royal Highness..."Although it was just a touch, the heat gradually coming from the master showed how bad his physical condition is now.

However, none of them actually noticed it.

As strong as your highness, he will never show his fragility in front of others.

Even now, he just pressed his forehead with his fingers, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and his voice was coldly ordered: "Continue searching."

"But your body..." The worry in Shadow's eyes was unintentional. Since the fire, His Royal Highness has fallen into a lot of problems, and each of them is enough to kill.

Bali Jiajue only slowly turned his tail ring: "I said, continue searching."

"Yes." Shadow looked down respectfully, raised his hand and brought the remaining guards into the streets of Kyoto.

When there was no one around, Huo Qilin opened his mouth from the fantasy space: "Master, you need to rest."

"The horse just now was a black wind horse." Baili Jiajue's tone was light, as if she was merely stating a fact.

Fire Qilin bowed his head: "Nothing can escape the master's eyes."

"I didn't look at it." Baili Jiajue raised his head, and the light on his eyes was a little lost: "It is a little restless, and it has noticed your existence."

Fire Qilin jumped up: "Master, your eyes."

"I can't see it for the time being." Baili Jiajue's voice was still lukewarm, as if the blind person was not him.

Huo Qilin frowned fiercely. As he said before, the fire caused too much damage to the owner. The owner has also encountered the situation like this.

It can be as long as three days, and as short as one day.

It's just that the time interval seems to be getting shorter and shorter. I don't know if this situation is good or bad.

No matter what, the most important thing now is not to let anyone notice the owner's fault...

Helian Weiwei, who was lying in the carriage, glanced behind her, and an unknown light appeared in her pupils, which seemed a little strange.

"If the girl regrets it, you can get out of the car now." The man's voice was gentle, but it was sickly.

Helian Weiwei raised her eyebrows: "Regret?" She just felt that she was somewhat invincible. If it were the third prince under normal circumstances, she would definitely find her hidden in the carriage.

It seems that sometimes good luck is also the key to a decisive battle.

Although her current body is not as good as the three princes.

Helian Weiwei leaned against the soft cushion, the corners of her eyes were full of fatigue.

"Everyone wants to marry the Third Royal Highness." The man looked at her, with an indifferent smile on his lips, and a low voice like running water gurgled out, as if he was just telling a fact.

The dark blue hair is draped over the shoulders like brocade. On the collar without a trace of variegated color, there is a face that dumps all living beings like jade, and the star-like eyebrows are like the first melting spring snow, both joy and hatred, forcibly suppressing the light of this car.

Such a man makes people feel that just looking at him will defile him, but he can't help but want to get closer.

Helian Weiwei reconsidered the white-clothed man in front of him, and saw him sitting there faintly, with a solitary temperament of his own, as if he would be able to come by without doing anything.

It’s not that Helian Weiwei has never met such a person. On the surface, she looks weak, but in fact she has the ability to go against the world.

In the Dragon Empire, the only person who fits this image.

It's him, the second-ranked Liancheng family in the capital, Wushuang son!

It is said that although the Liancheng family is not among the four major families, it is one of the noblest and most mysterious families of the dragon bloodline. It is closely related to the royal family of Baili, and has a strong relationship.

Although the people are weak now, everyone is a genius who knows how to make martial arts.

Among them, Jing Wushuang, the eldest son of the Liancheng family, was the most outstanding. When he was young, he became the unanimous successor of the Liancheng family.

The hereditary seat of the Liancheng family only talks about talents, regardless of seniority, who can be the patriarch, must be a capable person who can command the destiny of the whole family!

So aside from the martial arts that he made, and just relying on him to be recognized by the Liancheng family, it is not difficult to imagine that this man's abilities are beyond immeasurable!

"Where is the girl going next?" The man casually flipped through the ancient scroll at hand. There was a teapot in the center of the car. There was tea in the teapot. The tea smoke curled up in the teapot and exuded a faint fragrance. Lian Weiwei smiled. Although tired, it didn't affect his flowing out of the dust in the slightest, as if an immortal came from the painting.

Helian Weiwei originally thought that she threatened this man to take herself directly to the martial arts conference. Anyway, his son, Jing Wushuang, as the president, is another gimmick of this martial arts conference. It will definitely appear at the conference.

But now I see that the man is not letting go, and he has helped her so much.

Helian Weiwei was embarrassed to say her harsh words, so she had to say: "Cover the mountain in front, just put me down."

Black Wind Horse is very fast.

In a short while, he spread his wings and flew over a mountain.

Then...

The man glanced at Helian Weiwei, who was sitting next to him, and coughed slightly: "Should the girl get out of the car, alone, and don’t ruin the girl’s reputation."

Helian Weiwei is not a skinless and faceless person, and he probably heard what the other party meant.

I'm afraid she would take the opportunity to get on him.

Ancient people are more complicated than modern people think. They haven't even been twenty years old. They thought that all the women in the world approached him because they coveted him to do something.

Helian Weiwei smiled, stretched her waist and threw a dozen silver coins on the table: "This is a thank you gift, thank you, Mr. Jing, for helping me round up the field. There will be no deadline."

The man had a meal, she just called him Master Jing...