The Anarchic Consort Chapter 47: His black belly

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He pretended to be puzzled and asked: ‘What is this? It looks very interesting. "

Nangonglie opened his mouth, as if he wanted to talk...

Bai Li Jiajue looked over with a glance, and Nangong Lie instantly closed the sound, and only indignantly in his heart: You, a man who played with all kinds of martial arts at the age of seven, was embarrassed to pretend to be a novice! ? Don't tell me, you really didn't see what those scrap irons were used for, there are countless ones in the ghost hall for you to play with!

I have to say that the acting skills of a certain majesty are so good. Those deep eyes have unprecedented cleanliness, so that the ace agent Helian Weiwei does not have the slightest doubt, and lazily explained: "Practicing hands. For playing, ordinary martial arts, it hasn't taken shape now, when it's done, it will be given to you." At this point, she paused before saying: "Just as I saw your body's compensation that day."

Nangong Lie didn't drink a sip of water, almost squirted it out, choking coughing, this Helian family's eldest lady is really... bold!

In the capital, there is no famous lady who would say “look at your body” straightforwardly. I have to say that the taste of a certain majesty is really unique.

"I'm looking forward to it." Baili Jiajue was taken aback at first, then he slowly laughed, with an astonishing evil spirit between his thin lips.

Nangonglie was shivering as he watched from the sidelines, and began to calculate how many days Miss Helian's family could live.

What he didn't expect was that Ajue seemed to be in a better mood than before, and he even arranged the scraps that should be used for Helian Weiwei in an elegant manner.

But this is nothing strange. The temperament of a certain majesty has always been unpredictable, and he doesn't even know what he is thinking sometimes.

Helian Weiwei raised her eyebrows to watch the man's movements, and said casually: "You just heard those people say, you are not afraid that the things I made will not be on the stage at all?"

"Don't be afraid." In the same calm tone, Baili Jiajue supported her face with one hand, and continued to place scrap iron with the other. The ink hair was half hanging, and the scroll breath came over her face.

Helian Weiwei gave a finger and took the scrap iron in his hand: "These things are not good, I will make them for you when I meet them later." Since she is someone who believes in her, she It should be treated differently.

Bai Li Jiajue is a person who has seen countless good martial artists, and naturally knows that these ice irons are a little incomplete, but his face is vague and incomprehensible, a pity that he is lazy.

Helian Weiwei knows that basically all freshmen admitted to the hospital want to get a piece of martial arts of their own. However, due to the preciousness of martial arts, the school does not equip all freshmen, but gives them all the resources. hospital.

So, it's no surprise that the man in front of him wants a martial art.

But Helian Weiwei always finds something strange... By the way, she remembered it!

"When I saw you for the first time, didn't you even bring a guard? Why did you end up so that you couldn't even afford a bachelor's hat in the end."

Nangonglie has a meal, and when it's over, their identities are about to be revealed!

Bai Li Jiajue faintly extended his gaze, and his tone was very light. He seemed to be just stating a fact: "I lost all my martial spirit. The family members only paid for the hospital fee for me, and only sent one. The accompanying guards followed, and the rest were never done again."

When Helian Weiwei heard this, she suddenly felt like she was connected to her fate. She patted him on the shoulder quite handsomely: "Don't be sad, they will regret it in the future!"

Nangonglie watched her movements, and the corners of her mouth twitched fiercely.

Miss Helian, are you the one who will regret in the future?

No one has ever dared to pat His Highness Three on the shoulder like this! Hey!

"Really?" Baili Jiajue retracted his gaze and lowered his eyes slightly. His hair was dark and soft. At first glance, he looked like an obedient and beautiful young man who had just been freshly released.

Nangonglie's expression is very tangled while watching, pretending, too good at pretending! Do you know how you can pretend to be too emperor!

Helian Weiwei touched his head, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was very free and easy: "Don't worry, there is a sister covering you, and you can find the place in minutes!"

Helian Weiwei finished speaking, and saw Baili Jiajue's shoulders trembling twice, thinking he was moved, and then stretched out his paws and touched his head twice.

What she didn't know was that Baili Jiajue, who turned her back, had an evil intent like a smile but a smile, and almost couldn't help the joy that overflowed from her throat. Oh, this little thing, the more you look at it, the more interesting it becomes. As a result, he doesn’t want to regain his identity and go to the Universiade...

"The Master is here!"

I don't know who yelled, the whole ancestral hall immediately became quiet, and the master wearing a white holy robe walked in and started the first class in the true sense with the ancient scroll.

Helian Weiwei didn’t listen, her fingers fiddled with the scrap metal flexibly, and she could hear very small but very regular noises, probably because her movements were too beautiful, so the sound seemed to be heard in her ears too much. An indescribable sense of pleasure.

After the master finished speaking, he patrolled with his hands on his back. When patrolling to her, the old face sank: "What are you holding in your hand?"

Helian Weiwei snapped her tail, her expression calm and calm: "It's nothing."

The master felt dazzled for a moment, wiped his eyelids with the white handkerchief, and then looked at Helian Weiwei's low table. There was nothing but a new martial artist.

Is he really wrong?

The master shook his head, put his hands behind him, and said in a deep voice: "Pay attention, don't look around."

Helian Weiwei hummed carelessly. After the Master was gone, she continued to play with the second pile of scrap metal casually.

After the whole class, the master wandered to Helian Weiwei no less than three times, but found nothing.

After class, only two figures remained in the ancestral hall.

One of them played with the scrap iron on the low table next door, his face was faint, but his eyes sparkled with playfulness.

Nangonglie stroked her chin in admiration: "A girl who doesn't even have martial arts, actually made three martial arts in just one class. During this period, she still stuffed herself with a strawberry from time to time. It’s abnormal enough to eat! Ajue, the old man Tutian doesn’t necessarily reach this point, right?"

Bai Li Jiajue stood up, ran his slender fingers across the already stereotyped Wu Xiu, thinking of what the little thing had said, and smiled evilly: "It's really good."

"Huh?" Nangong Lie followed up: "Wait, you are right, do you mean these martial arts or people?"

Also, what happened to him just now? What does it mean that the family only paid for the hospital fee for him, and only sent an accompanying guard to follow. Is it obvious that he will be annoyed by too many people?

So up to now, the ministers and masters are still waiting eagerly for the carriage sent by the royal family, but they don't know that this person has already arrived first...