My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 5: Five hundred and sixty-seventh

If not, she just enters the water and leaves.

At her speed in the water, even if the boat is added all the way, I'm afraid it won't be able to keep up with him.

However, they are crowded at the moment, she is weak, only Mingming is by her side, everything is still the best.

After all, she will stay in the Sea of ​​Forgotten River for a while.

As long as Qinda and the others follow this direction, it's useless to run, they can still find themselves.

If you don’t want to tear your face, don’t tear your face for now.

The little guy rolled his eyes, turned his head and yawned, "Sleeping."

She stopped suddenly and looked around suspiciously.

Where’s the Ping’er girl who was crying just now

She never noticed when she was dragged down.

"Boom, boom, boom" Picture the prophet knocked **** the wooden stretcher under him, and a pair of old eyes showed anger.

"Mu Qiao." The Prophet Tu shivered on the lip under the bandage, and uttered a word very hard, "No, shouldn't, pick you up, pick you back, forget Chuan."

Qiao Mu narrowed his eyes and turned to look at her, with a sneer in his mouth, "Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world."

"Mu, Mu Qiao" pictured the prophet clenching his fists around the bandage, "Mu Qiao"

Qiao Mu had already walked up the stairs, turned around again, and looked at the prophet Tu with a pair of eyes with endless coldness.

"My surname is Joe, one day I am surnamed Joe, and my surname is Joe for the rest of my life."

She will not change this last name.

"Wannian Shark Pearl." Qiao Mu curled the corners of his lips expressionlessly, "I accepted it."

Abandoning this sentence, she didn't look at the picture prophet again, turned around and headed for the cabin upstairs.

Dugu Ling blinked, looking at her son, and then at the old woman who was supported on a stretcher and tilted up on the wooden stretcher.

"What should I do with this"

Qin Xin's eyes flashed, "Throw it down."

"Throw, throw it down" Dugu Ling was taken aback, and then he said, "Throw it, where to throw it"

Second Young Master Qin glanced at him with a mentally retarded look, then turned away without saying a word.

"Usually you are so smart, why don't you even understand what the son said today?" The fat guy on the side laughed strangely, hung the purple gold hammer on his waist, and laughed with a broken gong, "Where to throw Of course it was thrown into the water."

He likes throwing people into the water most.

Especially now that the water is full of aggressive little creatures. I just don’t know if this old woman with bandages can stay in this water for a while.

The Prophet Tu made a "heavy" roar from his throat, panting hard, his eyes a little frightened.

Obviously, the conversation between a few people has just been heard, and the prophet Tu has heard clearly~IndoMTL.com~ She watched very weakly as the two servants lifted her up with the stretcher, and strode towards the railing.

The prophet Tu's eyes finally showed a hint of horror.

She can pinch and count, and is intensively versed in all kinds of fortune-telling techniques.

But I really didn't figure it out. Today I will die in this vast sea of ​​Forgotten River.

With a splash of water.

Qiaomu opened the window, supported his chin with one hand, and glanced at it from a distance.

On the broad sea, the bandage of the prophet Tu was completely ruined by the water.

The bandages were all floating on the surface of the water, one after another.

When the hideous wound under the bandage was exposed, the prophet Tu had a heartbeat, and when he turned his head, he saw a sea snake with a slender thumb came out of it and bit her wound.