The Anarchic Consort Chapter 151: Willful contest

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In the past, after Yuan Lingxuan said something like this, he would hear a second opinion or a follow-up.

But the four people were exceptionally silent today, which made Yuan Lingxuan look at them strangely: "Why, do you think what the young master said is wrong?"

The four people froze for a moment, then desperately shook their heads, and squeezed out a stiff smile: "No, no, how could Master Yuan say something wrong."

"Okay, you can go back if there is nothing wrong." Yuan Lingxuan looked at these four people without even the usual cleverness, and suddenly felt that they were meaningless.

The young man standing next to him is also an expert. Hearing what his master said, he quickly took the person out. When he came back, his face was smiling: "Master, young I've already inquired about it. There is a strong man in the good courtyard. Although his martial arts is not good, he is very difficult to deal with. With him, he will definitely be able to teach the guy with a higher vision!"

"Tell the Hercules, let him fight in the face, and if the fight is done, this young master will benefit him." Yuan Lingxuan was originally a man of arrogance and a leader in the family, even if Few people in the capital dared to provoke him. Forget about Murong Changfeng and Hei Ze. After all, they are equal to him in terms of strength and family background. It is this poor boy who did not know where he came from and took the limelight as soon as he entered the courtyard.

Of course, Yuan Lingxuan is not like the young man from the Zhang family who has no brains at all. When he sees such a person, the first reaction is not to teach him, but to let him use it for himself.

The hatred lies in his dignified Yuan family young master, but he was ignored by a poor boy!

I just threw him one sentence: I'm not interested.

How did Yuan Lingxuan swallow this breath!

As Yuan Lingxuan’s personal servant, he naturally knew about this and understood his master’s mind, and his voice became more respectful: "Don’t worry, master, everything will be handled by the younger ones. Those three people are all the same. The worst thing is that it’s either sleeping in class or long-term leave. If it’s not that the bad college can’t choose people, it’s estimated that the dean will not send them to the game. It is estimated that this combination will not win even one after three games. Don't say that you are in a match with Youyuan..."

"Snee!"

Helian Weiwei, who was standing in the corner of the business courtyard helping the **** sweeping the floor, sneezed heavily, and raised her brows at the old man who was drinking tea leisurely behind him: "Old eunuch, I will help you with your work. Now, should you give me all the employment fees that the academy gives you."

"Cough!" The half-day idle Huan Mingxiang who was humming a little tune to steal, didn't drink the hot tea, and almost choked himself: "Where does the old man get any employment fees."

Helian Weiwei pushed the broom to the ground. She lay on it lazily, her fingers on her chin, and looked at him amusedly: "The dignified three-generation elders sweep the floor here, and there is no employment fee? Who will tell you? Letter."

"Girl, you haven't dealt with that guy Tu Su, don't look at him like that, there is a lot of black water in your heart!" Huan Mingxiang put down the teacup in his hand angrily: "Let the old man say, his My nephew learned from him!"

Helian Weiwei raised her eyebrows: "Nephew?"

"That's the ice boy who wears a mask all day long to pretend to be mature!"

Helian Weiwei finally knows, where His Highness definitely offends the old eunuch, so that he will stay in his line like this every sentence. When she heard it before, she didn't feel anything. Now she prepares a contract with that man. I'm married, come to listen again, I always feel weird...

"By the way, I heard that you are going to represent you in the hospital?" Huan Mingxiang stroked his beard and laughed: "That's good, it's time for them to see your strength, and let you play in the martial arts. Before the gas contest, give yourself a name."

Helian Weiwei touched the bridge of her nose and chuckled: "The item I'm testing is not martial arts."

"Isn't Wuqi?" Huan Mingxiang was dumbfounded: "Did the kid Tu Su didn't choose you, and the old man went to him and said! How come this kid listened to the rumors, it's disgusting!"

Helian Weiwei's tone is light: "It was not decided by the dean, but the three of us chose each." She doesn't care, even if she chooses a divination that she doesn't know at all, there are Yuan Ming and Xiao Bai. If you only choose Wu Xiu and Wu Qi to help her in the fantasy space, the chances of winning are relatively high.

Now when I think about it, the three of them seem to be a little too casual, so you choose one, I choose one and give the test item... The main reason is that the dean is too indulgent, saying that as long as they agree to Race, whatever they toss about.

To be honest, this is the first time Helian Weiwei has met such an enlightened dean.

"You chose it yourself?" Huan Mingxiang listened to it, the more unreliable: "Who is the one who chooses martial arts?"

Helian Weiwei bent down and swept the floor, revealing the hard-to-detect heavy buckle on the ankle, and replied casually: "I am at the same table."

"Are you still at the same table?" Huan Mingxiang showed a look of shock: "Aren't you always alone?"

Helian Weiwei's mouth twitched: "As long as I go to class, I have to be at the same table."

Huan Mingxiang heard this answer, but still feel dissatisfied: "If you choose martial arts, you will definitely win. I dare to tell you that apart from the little bald head of the excellent college, few people in this Taibai Academy can I beat you."

"Little bald head..." Helian Weiwei's fingers paused, and her brows chuckled: "Seven princes are so powerful?"

Huan Mingxiang hummed twice: "It was not taught by the ice boy. He raised a little baby like a tiger. Last time, the little tiger gave the old man a meat bag. Standing outside early in the morning and calling me hard, the noisy old man can't even sleep!"

"It seems that the **** likes the Seventh Prince very much." Helian Weiwei has been in contact with the old man for a while. If it is someone he really hates, she will never let the other party find him, let alone have the opportunity to quarrel him. .

Huan Mingxiang stroked his beard, smiled, and did not deny: "The old man still thinks that your layout is problematic. If you are trying martial arts, at least you can win a round, the other two people's strength How is it, do you understand?"

"Wait until the game, I can slowly understand." Helian Weiwei was taken aback, and then smiled softly.

Huan Mingxiang: ...that is, I haven't understood yet!

"You don't even know their strengths, so you have given their respective competitions?" Huan Mingxiang was a little dizzy. When did the biggest competition system in Taibai Academy be so disregarded? In order to be able to win, clearly work hard!

Helian Weiwei held her forehead and was speechless to the old man's question. When I think about it carefully, they are indeed like this...