My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 4: four hundred and seventy three

?? The middle-aged man obviously did not expect that this little prince from the lower star field would be so difficult to deal with.

When he took up this task, he promised to take down the head of the little girl with the paralyzed face, and he was sure to take off the head of the little girl in front of the family lord, and give out this bad breath for the lord of the family.

There was a hint of hostility in the man's eyes, and he sneered, "It's no use dying to struggle! You may suffer less pain if you die obediently."

"Are you talking about yourself?" A bunch of icy edges suddenly fell on Qiao Mu's fingertips.

However, the middle-aged man's aura shield has a strong defense, and he can't completely break it for a while.

The situation was a little stalemate, the middle-aged man suddenly smiled at her with a distorted smile, "Finalize."

The seven or eight people who dispersed for a while gathered again, and formed a formation with all defenses around the small face.

As soon as the formation started, the little guy felt that there was a slight flower in front of his eyes, and a few bright swords pierced her left rib.

The little guy flew up and kicked on a sharp sword, and everything in front of him immediately turned into a series of phantom bubbles, which suddenly disappeared in front of her.

"Puff." The nearest black man in the neighborhood suddenly spouted blood.

They probably didn't expect that the face paralysis would find a way to solve the problem in the first time, in the real and the virtual, and they would break their "solid" formation in an instant.

A black, barbed whip came out of the middle-aged man's hand, and he swiped it at Qiao Mu abruptly.

"Pa" the whip struck a person next to him, and the middle-aged man's eyebrows, eyes, and nose were all screwed together with anger.

"Everyone go together, the master has an order, kill."

The middle-aged man saw that he hadn't taken this small facial paralysis for so long, but his side had damaged several people one after another, and he couldn't help but burst into anger and shouted.

With his loud shout, several contract beasts were released by them, all in a circle, all around the arbor.

The beast flew up and down, and the people in black were able to shoot their swords faster.

With a move of his finger, Qiaomu could only throw out talisman to resist their offensive.

Said it’s too late, then it’s fast, the whip drilled out from a tricky and weird angle, and landed on Qiaomu’s arm with a "slap", and immediately slapped her whole arm slightly, with her left hand. Involuntarily hang down slightly.

Damn it, the pain made her shiver slightly, and the little guy was trembling with anger.

She was suppressed by the formation~IndoMTL.com~ and couldn't move too much. This middle-aged man took this opportunity to give him a whip.

More than that, the whip was wrapped around her arm and didn't come down, and all the dark barbs pierced her skin.

Although the poison was smeared on it, it was not enough to make her feel uncomfortable, but she had not been able to suffer such a big loss for so many years, and she must be very angry.

The more so, the more she must use her combat power to solve the person in front of her.

"She's going to die soon." The middle-aged man was very confident about the medicine he put down on his whip. After seeing Qiao Mu's move, he couldn't help but exhale with joy.

"You are dead!" Qiao Mu put a pill into his mouth with a cold expression.

The tip of the right finger raised a talisman with a purple streamer.

The middle-aged man thought he was dazzled at first, then he couldn't help but exclaimed, "Purple symbol?"

(End of this chapter)