My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 5: Three hundred and sixty-ninth

What is the last resort, the reason why I have to follow the past.

It's just out of selfishness.

This selfishness has been hidden in my heart for a long time.

Because of her pitiful temperament and her very dark vengeance...

Yes, she wants that woman to die!

She will dig her out of the mouse hole, crush her flesh and blood into pieces, and then put her to death...

Qiao Mu pulled out a vine whip, smashed a stone blocking the way, and ran all the way to the beach. He took a deep breath and exhaled again.

Hate or something, buried in my heart, it's really annoying.

But this person is enemies with her for two lives. If you don't report it, you are too sorry for the many sufferings you have suffered in the previous life.

I'm even more sorry for the unrestrained and unrestrained rebirth of this life.

Who said that we must repay grievances with virtue, who said that he was stupid.

Where can there be so many holy lights in this world, and where can there be so many kindnesses and virtues.

She just wants to understand this feud with her own hands and make a judgment about her past and present life, which can be regarded as a clear and clear explanation to herself.

Why can't she fight back after being fooled for two lives?

She and Mu Qingya settled the previous and present accounts.

Now, she doesn't have much patience, so she can play cat-and-mouse games with this woman.

She wanted to crush her to death, right now, at this moment, at this moment, she didn't want to wait any longer.

Qiao Muhuo turned around and looked at the dozen four-winged three-eyed hawks standing behind him coldly.

A sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Sure enough, they still didn't give up and wanted to take her away.

It's not in vain that she is waiting for them here, not in vain.

The instructions that Mu Qingya gave to these hawks are probably...

Catch her at all costs and take Qiao Mu back!

【It doesn't matter if it hurts or not, it doesn't matter if it hurts seriously! As long as there is a breath, it's fine. 】

"Boom!" The door of the cabin was kicked open, and the whole moving plank crashed down toward the inside of the cabin, breaking into several pieces.

Gong Songfeng walked into the cabin with a group of several people, the silver ghost mask on his face reflected a cold arc.

"Who let you do it yourself?"

"Who told you to send the Mutant Three-Eyed Hawkman and Number Sixteen?"

"Mu Qingya, I need your explanation. If you don't have a reasonable and reasonable explanation, don't blame me for being ruthless and unjust, for violating the rules of the organization and dealing with you severely."

Mu Xiaoxue, who was sitting on the side of Mu Qingya’s soft couch, couldn’t help being startled by the menacing appearances of a few people~IndoMTL.com~ hurriedly stood up and called "Mother" timidly.

Mu Qingya patted her palm comfortably, and slowly pulled the silk tulle over her body.

A faint glance at Gong Songfeng, Mu Qingya smiled faintly, and stood up gently and gracefully to salute, "Palace Master Gong, what do you do with such a fire?"

"I did this, of course because...I have an edict in hand." Mu Qingya smiled at Gong Songfeng.

Raised his hand and took out a rolled silk paper from his sleeve. "If Hall Master Gong doesn't believe it, you can look it over in person."

Gong Songfeng took the silk paper handed over by Mu Qingya, and scanned the ten lines.

When I raised my head again, my eyes were staring sharply at the opponent, gritted his teeth and forced a few words from the gap between his teeth, "You really did a good job."

"Palace Master Gong won the prize." Mu Qingya smiled, re-stuffed the silk paper into her sleeves, and looked up at Gong Songfeng.