My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 5: The six hundred and sixty-seventh

"Believe you, do you let yourself die again?" She waved her hand angrily, "Let go!"

　　 The second son of Qin naturally cannot let go of her, he takes a step forward, holding her arm firmly with one hand and saying, "Jojo."

　　 In those dark eyes, starlight escaped in a trance.

　　 "Jojo." He called her in a low voice, as if he had called her so softly many years ago.

　　 "Hey, isn't it a small waste, a small slave?" Qiao Mu looked at him with a few provocations, looked at him coldly, and curled his lips mockingly.

　　 Those beautiful eyes were so cold that the second son of Qin couldn't help but shivered slightly, and there was a slight panic in his heart.

　　 No, no!

　　 is not a small waste, nor a small slave, but his Joe Joe.

　　 He has never thought about it like this in his mind, never, never once...

　　"Here, on Lotus Pond Island, the eldest brother has laid a net of heaven and earth earlier, you can't escape."

　　 "You guys are really capable!" Qiao Mu sneered, slammed his hand away, and glanced down.

　　 But I saw the passage leading to the groundwater. At this time, it was shaken by the palm of the second master Qin, and it was temporarily unable to pass.

　　 "I want to find a place to retreat."

　　 "Good!"

　　 As long as you don't plan to run away, run away from my side, you can do whatever you like. The second son of Qin thought to himself.

　　"Young Master! Young Master!" The gravel that collapsed above was moved by a crowd of people.

　　 The little face of the fifth son, which was slightly pale, appeared in the light and shadow, and the deer-like eyes looked at the tree without blinking.

　　 Qiao Mu didn't bother to talk to anyone anymore and jumped straight up.

　　 I only heard Dugu Ling said with a smile, "Oh, Jojo, is there any injury, is there anything wrong?"

　　 Qiao Mu turned around and walked a few steps without saying a word, with a face that has remained cold for thousands of years.

　　 Just as the old manager Luo wanted to draw his sword and face each other, he was stared back by the second son with a sharp look.

　　 Damn it! Do you want to let this troublemaker continue to stay on their boat? Manager Luo put away his saber and glanced at Qiao Mu.

　　 quickly replaced the previous smiling Maitreya face, "Second son, do you have any orders?"

　　 The second son of Qin refused to talk to him at all, and ordered directly, "Bring everyone back to the boat first."

　　……

　　 Duo Shanmei and the others also wanted to fight them to the end, but it was a pity that the other party had mobilized tens of thousands of eagles. When they saw the battle, they knew that they had no chance of winning, and they had no chance of winning.

　　 A group of disciples from the aristocracy were tremblingly escorted aboard by the Tianyun children, standing on the deck, you look at me and I look at you, but the atmosphere didn't dare to make a sound.

　　 "Go!" There was a few low humming noises.

　　 shook the whip heavily, and Mu Jiateng raised his hand to block it for Mu Woods, and a blood stain appeared on the back of his hand.

　　 Qiaomu was walking to the door of the second-floor cabin, turned around and saw this scene, his eyes ignited, "Isn't it enough for you to catch people?"

　　 "Patriarch!" The Mu family disciples heard Qiao Mu's voice and hurriedly looked up.

　　 I saw my little patron leaning on the railing and leaning over to look at them.

　　 It turns out that the Patriarch didn’t escape, and the Mu family’s children felt a little sinking in their hearts.

　　 "Who asked you to do it?" The second son of Qin was still thinking about reconciling with the facial paralysis, naturally he didn't want anyone to offend her.

　　 These dull things, it's not good to hit someone from Mu's family.