My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 5: 59th

Qiao Mu's gaze fell into Sikong Fuling's hands, and his attention was completely focused on the Dibao Qiantian Clock.

Now her spiritual sense is covered by the mirror-locking **** formation method, and she can't communicate with the ball normally for the time being, but still, she can still feel the faint aura of some fragmented Xiao Liu.

"You caught Xiao Liu?" Qiao Mu looked at Sikong Fuling in front of him with a cold expression.

This woman is dressed in a red tulle dress, with red lips and white teeth, charming and enchanting. She is a very pretty girl.

But is this temperament so unpleasant?

I came to trouble her again and again, her patience was almost exhausted.

"In this world, the person who can threaten me has not been born yet." With a small facial paralysis, his wrist flicked slightly, and a few wooden vines that twisted like a snake sprang out of the fingers and rushed straight. The Dibao Qiantian Clock in Sikong Fuling's hand was smashed.

It is indeed the source of the holy wood, and its wood spirit control is so skillful.

Sikong Fuling sighed, but his expression remained unchanged.

"The deal I made with you is extremely simple." Sikong Fuling staggered away from her roots and vines, and hurriedly called out, "And for you, it's a smooth move."

"Just follow me and meet my brother." Sagong Fuling suddenly stood still, holding the Dibao Dry Tianzhong with one hand, and pushing it in front of Qiao Mu, "I will return it to you."

Qiaomu's vine whip fell heavily on her arm.

Only hearing the "pop" sound, a blood stain appeared on Sikong Fuling's white arm.

She had been injured in this hand by grabbing the vine whip of the arbor.

Now the new injuries have increased sharply, and the old injuries have bloomed again, and blood dripping to the ground, but she didn't move her eyebrows at all.

"Miss Sikong, you... why are you so?" Mu Xingchen couldn't help sighing, looked at the young woman in front of him, and shook his head slowly.

Sikong Fuling is also a stubborn person. To some extent, she is also a person who can do whatever it takes to achieve her goals.

Slightly injured, it is nothing to her, as long as the purpose of this trip can be achieved.

Qiao Mu stared at the woman in front of him coldly, and flung a vine whip on her face.

"Prince Princess!" Meng Meiyou and the others exclaimed, all wanting to help.

However, Sikong Fuling only raised his hand calmly, looking at Qiao Mu and said, "If you want to vent your anger, please do it! Just follow me after the fight."

Qiao Mu snorted coldly, and the vine whip that was in front of her did not fall after all. Instead, it turned into pieces of wooden spirit stars and returned to her palm.

Qiao Mu was cold with a little expressionless face~IndoMTL.com~ staring at Sikong Fuling for a long time, then sneered again, "You are really interesting."

Sikong Fuling lowered his eyebrows and said coldly, "You will know when you see him. Why am I looking for you in a hurry."

Mo Lin glanced at her, "Why, Lord Ding is dying?"

Sikong Fuling's face changed severely, and he turned his head and glared at Mo Lin, "Of course not."

No? Then why hurriedly followed his Qiaoqiao and had to ask Qiaoqiao to meet that person? Prince Mo was secretly unhappy, and his brain filled a series of strange plots.

In the end, he actually made up a scene of Guru Ding giving up his life and sacrificing his heroic Qiao.

I immediately thundered myself!

Hurry up and become a small Buddha, and cut and slash all the messy images in my mind.

"My brother is in Wangchuan now, and does not conflict with where you are here."