My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 5: 88

This evening is too comfortable!

After so many days of bumps and turbulence on the broken ship, I suddenly returned to a sacred instrument like Chixiao Canglang, and suddenly felt that this treatment, this benefit, can hardly be the same as usual.

Long Xiangyun slept beautifully, walked up to the deck to breathe in the fresh air, and couldn't help but stretched his arms.

Turning around, I saw two handsome men with long bodies, one red and one white, descending from the spiral staircase.

For a time, I felt that the world was better than this.

The man in red is holding a hip flask, leaning against the fence and smiling, the man in white is like a holy light, his face is cold, the eyes of the two are flowing, as if thousands of afterglows are streaming down.

There are thousands of colors in the world, and they are all gathered around this dead face paralysis. Long Xiangyun bit the dried-flowered bun in her hand, her nose moved slightly, and she smelled the scent of porridge.

Moving forward without stopping, and hurriedly looking for incense, I saw a blank white face in Yuebai shirt appearing in front of me.

"What are you doing?" Without a surprise, the face paralysis immediately yelled at her.

Long Xiangyun rolled her eyes silently, but her eyes followed the big pot of porridge in her hand.

"Wash your hands." Xiaomian glanced at her disgustingly, and stepped across her shoulders.

Long Xiangyun turned around and grinned at her back: This dead face is paralyzed, so she can't speak well.

In less than a moment, a hundred members of the Feng Clan and three hundred guards of Qing Xuexue all came out.

Everyone suddenly realized that the space here is really interesting.

The deck didn't look very big, but the more than 400 people crowded together, it didn't even feel crowded, and the surroundings were still empty.

"Go ahead and you can see Xueling." Long Wei smiled and said to Qiao Mu, "The cousin is going to look for the predecessor of Xueling Holy Land at this moment?"

Qiaomu shook his head, "Just let it go."

She has given the remaining name cards of the first generation of Xuanji sect disciples to Chen Qiluzheng's two seniors.

There is no name brand, so I'm looking for trouble.

Anyway, this matter is not in a hurry. After so many years, why bother at this time.

"Well, then let's not stay here, just go to Wangchuan." Long Wei said with a lot of emotion, "Speaking of which, there was a lot of time delay on this road."

Qiao Mu looked back lightly, glanced at him indifferently, and then withdrew his gaze.

"Cousin, don't worry. Wang Chuan Longshi doesn't mean anything to you." Long Wei said hurriedly, "Besides, my grandmother... really wants to see you."

Qiao Mu didn't say a word, put down the porridge bowl, got up and walked to Langan.

Prince Mo lightly glanced at Long Hui~IndoMTL.com~Long Hui really, through the air, you can feel the thick warning in the eyes of the prince.

He has seen too much along the way.

Like the prince like a wife who loves his wife like a fate, I am afraid that if the Wangchuan Longshi really has any disadvantages to the small facial paralysis, the prince can root out the entire Wangchuan.

There is no need to say anything about the relationship between the two people, but the deep feeling of everything in silence is truly worthy of the envy of the world.

Long Hui shook his head slightly, looked back at the prince calmly, and slowly buffered his nod.

Moline glanced at him, then retracted his gaze and stepped towards his wife.

If Longhui can be honest, he will naturally not move their family.

If Wang Chuan Longshi had a strange heart and wanted to hurt his Joe, how could he be polite to them?

His wife, of course, wants to protect him to the end...