My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

4282-Red

"My name is Qingxue Xue. Your name is Sikong Fuling. The injury is quite serious. It is not good to apply medicine to remove scars. You can't look at it with your hand later." The little girl was born with a familiar product. Medication for Sikong Fuling was kept on the side of her mouth.

Si Kong Fuling just looked silently at the small facial paralysis on the opposite side.

Qingxue Xue's gaze followed, and she looked at the little princess, suffering a small face, and she was old for a long time, but her mouth was slightly happy, "This girl with facial paralysis, you are so sad ... It ’s very good. As a woman, how can we be so ruthless and cruel to Mei Jiao? This is not right. "

The Feng people looked at the young girl who was similar to arbor with a strange look.

Mu Xingchen twitched slightly at the corners of her mouth, selectively ignoring the words "beautiful man" mentioned by Qingxue Xue.

Isn't this all-girl country from the queen to the people all so wonderful?

From the beginning to the end, Qiao Mu ignored the dumplings and let the girl feel a little frustrated.

"Qiao Mu, you dare not dream, I naturally do not force you." Si Kong Fuling looked at her softly and said, "But when you practiced in the Xuan Beast Forest that day, you lost all five senses and lost your memory. Qing Ye always followed He knows a lot about you, you call him out, and you know what you know ... "

Qiaomu looked coldly at Si Kong Fuling in front of her eyes, holding her thunder sword handle tightly with her fingers.

She was desperately trying to suppress the emotions in her heart, and at this point she was almost suppressed.

"You saw me today just for this matter?"

In fact, the last time in Feng Mulin, Si Kong Fuling wanted to find her, but unfortunately ... Yinchaoyangyang did not encounter arbor at all.

"Yes." Long Mao Sikong Fuling nodded. "If you would like to come with me ..."

She hadn't finished speaking yet, and what responded to her was the power of the small face paralysis to relentlessly lift the sword.

The mighty sword spirit came straight to Si Kong Fuling.

Everyone was surprised.

Many onlookers from the city of women who ate melon, receded like tide.

With a small face paralyzed and a sword falling, Si Kong Fuling opened a wide crack in front of him.

"Virgin." A dozen disciples of discipleship came forward and supported Sikong Fuling's retreating body.

Qi Qi looked up in the direction of the trees.

"Go." Qiao Mu glanced at them coldly, stretched out his hand and pulled off Mo Lian's sleeve. Without a word, he took the man behind him and turned away.

"Well, aunt, this girl?" Qing Xuexue stopped after a few steps, looking sadly at Qiao Mu and leaving without looking back.

Alas, hasn't it been so busy watching?

She turned to look in the direction of Si Kong Fuling, her eyes turning round.

Just trying to move towards Si Kong Fuling, the crowd suddenly squeezed out two sweaty women.

The two hurriedly grabbed her by the left and right, dragged her and ran, "Wang Wang, why are you here again? Go back, something happened in the house."

"What a fuss." Qingxue Xue murmured quietly, and obediently followed the two female officers to leave.

Meng Meiyou breathed a little sigh of relief, walked to Si Kong Fuling, and said with a calm face, "You were too reckless."

"What do you know." Si Kong Fuling glanced at her with a salty expression, "She can cure the brother."

Meng Meiyou said for a moment, then said, "But the master is far away from forgetting Sichuan ..."

(End of this chapter)