My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 4: Seven hundred and thirteenth

At that time, his Joe Joe will never have peace. He didn't want her to go on such a day.

After all, people with vision can smell unusual aura from it.

If the breath of the spiritual cave is leaked out...

Ordinary monks can sense it, not to mention the mighty power hiding behind the Ghost Face Hall Master.

No, you can't let Jojo bear such a danger.

He didn't tell Qiao Qiao that he was the boss of the peak of the Immortal Realm, and he could not provoke anyone.

Duanyue subconsciously shook her little hand, "You are not allowed to make your own claim, we will solve this matter, just do it."

Master Qiao Qiao rolled his eyes, "Then what the hall master is still calling me! I will meet him and buy some time for Lian."

Where can the little guy not understand?

Qiao Qiao's Lin must have gone up quietly by himself, otherwise how could he have not appeared yet?

The two must have deliberately discussed a countermeasure, but they just didn't tell Jojo.

Duanyue couldn't help smiling, and poked her forehead with his hand, "What can you do, you little guy with short legs?"

"You are only a little man with short legs!"

"Look at me!" She kicked her two short legs, "I'll delay for a while!"

"Jojo." Duanyue glared at her, she couldn't help but let go and put her on the ground.

"Don't worry! What can I do is just talk to them." Master Qiaoqiao raised his hand and patted someone's... calf.

Yes, she can only get people's knees, so heartbreaking! She really is short enough!

Have you been so short when you were young? impossible!

Duanyue couldn’t help but want to laugh, but she was a little worried: Just like Jojo’s face with paralyzed face, plus the attitude of feeling like she was talking to people for two years without saying a few words, what can she do with others? What?

Duan Yue stared at this little bean sprout-like person, stepped away from his short legs, and walked towards the front of the crowd.

Ali was arguing with the ghost face hall master, and as soon as he lowered his head, he saw the short legs stepping over and gave them a blank expression.

Ali almost didn't hold his breath.

Fuck!

They are arguing with people here for a long time, and they are fighting for a long time, blushing and having a thick neck and not revealing her. Why are these short legs okay?

Are you rushing to expose people?

Minyas looked back, his face darkened, "What are you doing here? Go back."

He looked around like a falcon, and stared fiercely at Broken Moon, who looked innocent, "Will you take her back? What the **** is a little kid playing?"

Your whole family kids!

Master Jojo, with a dark face, stretched out his hand to push away an arm that Minyas stretched out, and walked in front of the crowd, and looked up at the ghost face hall master, "Your grandmother is here! What's the matter? Nonsense, come on."

Everyone:...

The masked man on the right quickly looked back, and he could feel that the corners of his own hall master’s mouth under the kerchief should be twitched...

This little boy, who claims to be grandmother, is your aunt's grandmother?

Qiao Mu looked around, fixed his gaze on the ghost-faced hall master, walked forward two steps, and fixed his gaze for a while, before he turned his small face hesitantly, and said crisply, "I am Haven't I met you somewhere?"

"Nothing."

Qiaomu looked at him up and down, "What can I do, talk about it."

"Sister Eighteen."

(End of this chapter)