My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

4281-Temperance

Qiaomu couldn't help but breathless. The little girl who jumped out in front of her looked at her young age, and she was also in a state of wealth.

To say the least, it's almost inexplicable.

What makes her unlucky and unlucky? Who did she hit? No one is okay!

What kind of ghost is He, who can explain to her?

Mu Xingchen looked at the chaotic situation in front of him, couldn't help holding up his forehead, and whispered a few steps forward, "This ... Girl Skong, your hand is injured. Would you please let go and talk?

Si Kong Fuling glanced at him coldly, clutching the end of the tree's rattan whip tightly and asking, "Tree, can you dare to dream?"

Qiaomu's eyes narrowed and he stared at her indifferently.

I saw a black flute, which was slowly drawn out of Si Kong Fuling's knowledge, across the sky, slowly falling.

Qiaomu looked at the nightmare magic flute, his heart tightened a little, half a moment, but he looked at the flute coldly.

She recognized the terrible flute.

The nightmare magic flute, when blown up, will make her dreams of seeing bad people, bad things, and producing bad memories.

Like ... Qin Ergong.

"Qiaomu, as long as you have a dream, you will know what happened to you and my elder brother."

The crowd watching the melon crowd held their breaths, their eyes fixed on the small facial paralysis.

Mo Lian blinked suddenly, came to her wife, held her waist in one hand, and looked at Si Kong Fuling coldly, "You can't force her any more."

"She naturally won't fall asleep. Because she talked to Dingcho and nothing happened."

Si Kong Fuling smiled, "Really?"

"Of course." Mo Lian's face was cold and she glanced at Si Kong Fuling.

Si Kong Fuling stretched out her hand and held the rattan whip tightly, and everyone saw the blood dripping in her hands, climbing along the vine a little, her blood was rippling.

The rattan whip in Qiaomu's hands was stretched straight, just like her heartstrings at this time, stretched so tightly that it felt like it was about to be touched.

"Do you know, Arbor?"

"You hurt him badly."

"I've never seen him so miserable! He's fun and unpretentious. But to you, there's no false pretence." Si Kong Fuling's eyes were red, holding back tears that she couldn't drop.

Recalling the scene I saw a while ago, her hand once again fiercely grasped the rattan whip tightly, as if she could grasp the person Qiao Mu tightly and be able to take her back to see the person.

"Release your hands!" Qiao Mu was furious and drew back the rattan whip in her hands, and the power of the holy wood turned into starlight shards and fell into her hands.

"Girl, you're not right!" When she counted her little girl, she hurriedly said, "How can you treat other brothers this way? Alas, you are really ... you ca n’t have a new person and forget the old one. what!"

What and what ? Qiaomu stared angrily at the little girl who kept her mouth open.

Student Mo Lian also followed a black line and couldn't help raising her eyes and staring at the little girl with her head off the line.

Inexplicably, the girl said in three sentences, that his good husband was reduced to "new love"?

The girl didn't care about the other person's stare, and leaped to Si Kong Fuling, holding her hand.

"Ah, it hurts a lot. This girl, I have medicine here. You apply it first."

Si Kong Fuling pulled back her hand and kept silent.

The little girl ignored it and pulled Si Kong Fuling to apply her hemostatic medicine.

I'm stuck. There is one more card that won't come out. I'll fix it tomorrow. o (╥﹏╥) o

(End of this chapter)