My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

Lot 4279

The female officer took Wen's seal and put a seal on her face, with a look of regret, "This is it?"

She glanced reluctantly at the faces of Mo Lian and Feng Changqing. "This is really a shame."

Long Yan shook his body slightly, took the customs clearance document handed back by the female officer, and laughed awkwardly, "No, it's a pity. Please also please this man, let me give you a little, we, we're going to disembark."

"Oh, oh." The lady officer turned around and got off the boat.

Long Ling then led a group of people, along with Feng Changqing, Mo Lian and others, descended from the boat one by one and boarded the coast one after another.

There was a bustling crowd before us.

Long Yan covered with black cloth and didn't attract much attention, but the talents of Mo Lian, Feng Changqing, and Mu Xingchen stepped ashore, and there was a squeal of exclamation.

The onlookers, who couldn't even walk the next time, squeezed forward one by one, with their eyes staring roundly, and exclaimed a moan of exasperation as they held Mo Lian and others.

Long Xiangyun, who was so fascinated by the appearance, could not help frowning.

His eyes glared in the direction of Qiaomu, and there was a trace of anger in his eyes: they said that they were covering their faces. How do you look now? The road can't move!

"Arbor." A familiar scream came from behind the crowd.

Qiaomu looked towards the source of the sound, only to see the crowd pushed away on both sides, and a middle-aged woman walked out.

In a red gauze skirt, the jacket was undulating, and the woman was bare-footed, with two jingling bells hanging on her ankles, walking slowly towards her.

A pair of clear water eyes, staring straight at her, never looking away half an inch.

"I didn't expect to meet you here." The woman's eyes glanced lightly around her.

"Prince Princess is busy with business. Don't ... don't you remember me?" Looking at the still-looking face, the woman slightly tickled her lips.

"The sage of the demon religion, Si Kong Fuling." Naturally, Qiao Mu is not as bad as Si Kong Fuling said.

Moreover, this Kongkong Fuling and she have been seen many times, of course, she could not forget this person.

Si Kong Fuling smiled, raised her hands and managed a strand of hair next to Li Yan, and said with relief, "Fortunately, I don't need to introduce myself anymore."

"Sir." Meng Meiyou anxiously stepped forward, and wanted to remind the saint that the small facial paralysis in front of her was really not a good person.

Unexpectedly, Si Kong Fuling suddenly called out a long sword, and stabbed in the direction of paralysis.

"Wow!" The crowd made a long exclamation.

The melon-eating crowds of the Alluring Women's Kingdom stared brightly at the Sikong Fuling who suddenly found a problem.

One could not help but laughed, "Haha, I didn't expect to arrive at the port, it was so lively."

"I'm sorry, I ask, what are they doing? Why do they start as soon as they meet?"

"You are really ignorant. In our country, if you want to grab her man, you can only draw a sword."

Another eagerly tried, "I'll try it later!"

What happened?

Mu Xingchen and Prince Mo glanced at each other, suddenly a black line.

"Of course this girl can only fight."

"So it is, but speaking, if someone challenges her, wouldn't she shrink her head if she shouldn't fight?"

(End of this chapter)