My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 5: One hundred and forty-fourth

She was dragged into the rift in the space for the first time. She couldn't help but pat her heart straight, thinking secretly: Qin Da Qin Er two people are quite sharp. . 『『

She was just a touch of soul T. When she was dragged out of her dream, a slight spatial fluctuation occurred, and the two of them immediately noticed the clue.

It's not easy!

The hands that tear apart the void just now must be my husband.

But?

Qiao Mu looked at himself in the white mist, and frowned slightly.

What's the matter?

Didn't the husband pull her out of that dream?

Why now my husband is gone, and she is the only one left. In this white mist, you can't even see a ghost?

"Husband, come out soon." Xiaomian squatted his face, and yelled displeasedly.

She ran back and forth in the white mist for an unknown period of time, but still did not see him.

What's the matter?

Is this white mist also her dream?

She hasn't actually gotten out of her dream yet?

From a distance, I seem to see a figure constantly beckoning to myself.

Qiaomu opened his eyes wide and looked over, and saw the thick fog rolling, as if he was walking towards an nv, holding a flute in his hand, and the magic sound curled up.

The sound of this flute seems to be familiar, as if I have heard it somewhere.

Qiao Mu was slightly alert in his heart and looked down at his soul T.

This wandering appearance is really helpless.

The white mist billowing in front of me, seemingly indispensable, the sound of the flute is getting closer and closer.

Qiao Mu could not help being surprised when he saw the figure of the person in front of him clearly.

Is Sagong Fuling?

Did Sikong Fuling fall into her dream?

Then, the husband clearly grabbed her, and the two separated again in the blink of an eye. Could it be that Sikong Fuling made a ghost?

"Come here quickly." Sikong Fuling was also a little exhausted at this time.

Qiao Mu's dreams made her vomit blood.

Although she is mentally prepared, a cunning girl like her must be covered in white mist in her dreams, and she probably can't see anything useful.

But she still didn't expect this girl to be so frantic.

Where is this white fog? It's just eighteenth level thick fog, okay!

When she entered Qiaomu's dream, she almost lost her way, and she didn't know where to go.

Okay, I don't see any useful news anyway.

Let's talk about getting out of this scam quickly!

Sikong Fuling thought about this, seeing the little girl's face paralyzed and her eyes suspicious, she couldn't help thinking.

She regrets coming to see this stuff in her dream!

Is it bad to drink tea with melon seeds?

We have to help Prince Mo in his dream...Huh, eh? Why does the body T suddenly fly up.

When Sikong Fuling found out, she had already flown out, and then fell heavily into the thick fog~IndoMTL.com~ Should I thank this paralyzed face for making the surrounding fog very dense?

She fell into the rolling fog and was not injured.

When she stood up with a dumb face, she saw that Mo Lin had quickly come to Qiao Mu's side, raised her hand and hugged her into her arms.

Sikong Fuling couldn't help but grind his teeth secretly.

She deliberately used the flute C to separate the two.

I didn't expect Prince Mo to come back so quickly.

"Husband!" Little facial paralysis felt aggrieved when he saw him.

"Why are you so slow." It caused her to be so worried in her dream for four months and couldn't get out.

Mo Lin hurriedly reached out and hugged his daughter-in-law F, feeling distressed, "Jojo, it’s my fault, I am late. Punish me, punish me, punish you to kiss me!"