My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 5: Three hundred and eighty-third

A small hand poked out from inside and grabbed her arm tightly.

"Uncle Shi." The small facial paralysis was dragged by the incoming person, and the whole person seemed to have passed through a thin layer of space, and suddenly came to Xiao Guardian.

"It's okay, Xiaobao?" Xiao Nitian raised his little hand, touched Qiaomu's face, and squeezed, "Don't be afraid, Master is here."

"What can I do." Xiao Facial replied blankly.

Qin Nitian suddenly felt a heart-stuck feeling.

What's the matter?

She actually gave birth to a kind of her own child who has grown up, and no longer needs the feelings of parental anxiety...

"Then can you break this imaginary array?"

Qiao Mu shook his head with a puzzled face, "I basically don't know anything about the game."

Guardian:......

"Since you can't break the battle, why do you look calm and composed." Look at this demo! I don't know whose cheating habits have been passed on.

Looking at the expression, I can't tell what the little guy's inner thoughts are.

Qiao Mu blinked, "Isn't Master Uncle here."

Guardian:......

Emotions, this little guy has hope!

"Let's go out first and talk about it." Although there is no deterrence in this break, it will not be good for the body if it is trapped here in the long run.

Qin Nitian raised his small hand, and the space in front of him twisted.

The entire virtual dream space was crushed into pieces in an instant, like a small toy in her little hand of shining jade white.

Xiao Tianwei jumped into the arms of Qiao with facial paralysis, pointed to a circular space arch that appeared in front of him, "Go."

Qiao Mutuo hugged her small body, took a step, and walked through the space door.

Squinted and saw that the two of them had already returned to the original deck at this time.

There was a shallow pit on the ground that had been smashed out by a tiger, dragon, and beast. The surrounding air was turbulent and fluctuating, and a touch of human figures were suddenly released from the virtual dream array, falling down one after another.

Fan Meng's group of people responded very quickly.

As soon as he realized that he had left the formation, he stabilized his figure and fell to the ground.

It was the other Tian Luck disciples who were suffering. Some people rolled out of the formation, ignorant and fell into the sea with a scream.

The deck began to lively.

Some people don't even know what's going on, looking around blankly.

Qin Nitian made a small face and screamed, "Isn't there yet?"

With a flick of her finger, a crack appeared in the space in front of her eyes.

A black figure was sucked out of it, wailed, and fell heavily to the ground.

Old Piff, play with her?

Xiao Weitian ridiculed the corners of her lips, "Who do you think you can hold back with this bad array?"

The old man couldn't help shaking~IndoMTL.com~ The whole figure seemed to be fished out of the river, soaked from top to bottom.

Qiao Mu suddenly realized that she seemed to be able to use her spiritual consciousness.

It seems that the old thief’s consciousness has been severely damaged, and at this time it is no longer possible to maintain the lock **** formation he had arranged before.

Haha, it's an old guy who is really to blame. He locked other people's consciousness. As a result, his own consciousness was traumatized by extinction.

Interesting!

Facial paralysis raised his eyebrows happily.

I saw the old ghost raised his head with a pale grimace, and then said half a sentence "How could you...", and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

It seems that I have been holding back in my heart for a long time. At this time, I can't bear it anymore. I can only squirt it out in public.

Tsk tusk, it looks like a face-to-face suffering, but it's really... it's really joyful to look at it!