My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 4: Six hundred and thirty-fifth

　　 "Hey, the little girl wants to fight alone." The woman twisted her waist and blinked at her, "Okay, OK, I'll play with you."

　　 Qiao Mu took a look at him, "It's good to fight alone, if you don't keep your word, how will I be when you come up and fight in a group?"

　　 Everyone twitched their mouths, and the chunky winter melon laughed loudly, "Don’t worry, little girl, let’s say what we say, we won’t lie to you if we say we are alone."

　　 Qiaomu heard the words and nodded, "Well then, come here a little bit."

　　The little guy hooked his little finger at the enchanting woman, "Let’s find a slightly open place and fight again."

　　 "You can't run away." The second son of Qin said lightly.

　　 "Who said I want to run." Qiao Mu coldly snorted, "This girl looks like that kind of person who runs away before she fights?"

　　 The coquettish woman smiled and nodded again and again, "Good, good! Little girl, you can hit whatever you want."

　　"How did you win?"

　　 The coquettish woman giggled so much that Qiao Mu felt the thick powder on her face, almost falling down...

　　 "If you really win me, then I will help you escape!"

　　 "Ling." The second son of Qin looked at her with a serious face and warning.

　　, the coquettish woman named Ling, curled her mouth and rolled over her long feather eyelashes, "We, a group of adults, can't just bully a little girl who is talented."

　　 Chunky winter melon sticks the purple gold hammer in his hand with a smile, "Ling, don’t worry about letting the water go."

　　"Hey, fat man, look at what you said, what is the meaning of letting water out."

　　 "Stop talking nonsense. Come here!" Qiao Mu interrupted her impatiently, and once again hooked his finger at the coquettish woman.

　　 "Okay, then I'm here, little girl!" The woman had a smile on her face, her slender waist was twisted slightly, and she fell to Qiao Mu.

　　 Qiaomu didn't say a word, a bunch of attack symbols flew over first.

　　 Although the woman was grinning on her face, she was actually prepared for a while, raising her hand in a circle, and a stream of white and smooth flowing across her eyes.

　　 looked intently, it was originally a soft sword with water stains, a solid water spirit power covering the sword body, violently aroused water and light, blocking most of the attack talisman.

　　 some of the remaining exploded beside the woman, but was blocked by the **** armor floating on the woman's body in an instant.

　　Full body armor!

　　 Chunky Winter Melon's pupils shrank slightly, and the dark light loomed under his eyes.

　　 Ling, this guy has only followed the son for less than half a month, and has never exposed his strength in front of others.

　　 On weekdays, I often hear the son praise this person for being very good, but they have never seen her move with others, but they get used to being disgusted by her every day.

　　Unexpectedly, I saw it today, it was really extraordinary.

　　 "Oh, mother, the whole body of this product looks as if it has risen to the profound level." A little old man with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek beside him couldn't help exclaiming and asked the chunky winter melon, " Fat guy, guess how old this guy is."

　　 "It's estimated to be my age." The chunky winter melon said, carrying a purple hammer.

　　 Everyone glanced at each other.

　　 looked at the woman with three orchid fingers in front of her again, she couldn't help being bitterly cold and shivering again and again.

　　 Fuck! At the age of the fat guy, he would have to be over two hundred years old!

　　 Dressed up all day long like a little girl, this guy is definitely mentally abnormal!