My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 4: Seven hundred and twenty-ninth

Qi Xuanxuan gritted her teeth, thinking that if it collapsed for a while, she dragged Qiaoqiao to fly up together...

Jumped from one foot to the next, and flew up to the feather of the arbor.

Standing firmly, I immediately noticed something was wrong.

Fuck, this is too soft and comfortable, right?

She felt like she was stepping on a soft cloud, and the feather flew steadily. No matter how hard she jumped, the feather still didn't move or sway at all.

Ah, this shouldn't be an ordinary feather.

"This is a flying artifact." Qiao Mu said blankly, "Don't jump, even if you lift three hundred elephants up, it won't sway."

Qi Xuanxuan immediately fell down and rolled her feathers, only to feel that her whole body was surrounded by softness, and she felt so comfortable that she immediately wanted to sleep.

"Wow, I didn't sleep well yesterday! I will sleep for a while now!"

How does that work? The little monk is still talking!

Is it possible that she has to listen to the little monk's babbling by herself, eh?

Master Qiao Qiao said with a small face, "Let me tell you the origin of this Tianfuyu."

"Okay!" Qi Xuanxuan climbed up from her feathers, with a curious baby expression.

I know that Xuan Xuan loves to listen to gossip! Little facial paralysis did not show up on his face, and he was secretly proud.

Look, she has a good grasp of the temperaments of a few friends!

"From someone else."

Qi Xuanxuan listened happily, but after two minutes, she didn't see the facial paralysis and went on.

On the contrary, the chattering little monk also stopped, and looked at Lord Qiaoqiao with a curious face, waiting for her to continue.

As a result, both of them waited for nothing!

After waiting for a long time, Lord Qiao Qiao didn't speak expressionlessly.

Qi Xuanxuan pulled the corner of her mouth and asked cautiously, "No, no more?"

"Yeah." Master Qiaoqiao nodded.

Qi Xuanxuan rolled her eyes secretly, resisting the urge to laugh again, and coughed lightly, "Qiao Qiao, has your Royal Highness told you, you! You are really not suitable for gossip!"

A person who can kill God by just chatting, do you expect her to tell you gossip?

Stop kidding!

Master Qiao Qiao looked at her suspiciously, "Are you laughing at me secretly."

"No." Qi Xuanxuan seriously wanted to stretch the expression on her face, but she didn't expect the little monk next to her to start laughing.

The chubby finger poked Qiao Mu's arm, and the little fat monk said with a voice, "Female donor, the gossip you talk about is only four words!"

Master Qiao Qiao glanced at the little monk with a blank face, "We just said that, when you are almost at the temple, you will go in."

The little monk quickly pressed his diamond-shaped mouth, shook his head and said, "Female benefactor, the little monk has to come and let the wind go, otherwise the old man will be stuck in it, and people will be suffocated."

Qi Xuanxuan was almost laughed to death by the little fat monk. She stretched out her hand to hug the little monk and squeezed his cheek, "Qiao Qiao, this little monk is really interesting."

"Friend of the female donor, don't pinch the face of the little monk!"

Qi Xuanxuan laughed.

On the way, there are little monks talking from time to time, and Qi Xuanxuan feels that it is not so boring.

In addition, everyone is still in a relaxed mood at the moment, and the road of two hours seems to have arrived in a short time.

The Sun Moon Temple was built at the end of the Red River Canyon.

At this time, the Red River Canyon had already stopped after two hours of shaking.