My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 5: Six hundred and eighty-fifth

After a soft sound, Qin Chang felt a pain in his lower back, his eyes widened in disbelief, and his figure froze halfway.

　　He is still five steps away from Qiao Mu, and standing behind him, the person who has the most opportunity to work on him is...

　　 there was a layer of coldness in my heart.

　　 He really did not expect that a weak chicken in the family who had no sense of existence would suddenly kill him behind his back!

　　 "嗤"

　　 after a faint sound.

　　The five sharp fingers of the five sons poked in his back waist, and they actually pierced his belly in front of him.

　　He... His arm is like a piece of jade, so strong that you can only feel the coldness like ice.

　　 Qinchang felt dizzy and dizzy, and the blood from the corners of his mouth couldn't stop dripping dripping.

　　 The five flames originally wrapped around the body, as if losing their vital signs, slowly extinguished.

　　 Qin Chang turned his neck very stiffly, wanting to look back at Qin Wu's handsome face that was calm and indifferent.

　　 just when his neck turned halfway, he saw a wispy hand stretched out and broke his neck in one fell swoop.

　　, it clicked like a chicken neck with a crisp sound.

　　 Qinchang's head rolled off his neck, and dropped to the ground, with blood spurting out, rolling all the way to the feet of several servants.

　　 Those servants were really frightened and stupefied. With a pair of eyes, they stared at the blood-stained fifth son in front of him.

　　 They have never seen a son like this.

　　Ming Ming Su Ri has always been a good-looking young man who has always been warm and shallow. Today, he looks alive and has changed himself.

When 　　 killed someone, his eyes were as pale as glass, and there was no change in the slightest.

　　 "Ah." One of the servants finally reacted. He even used his hands and feet to climb up and ran to the other side of the cabin.

　　 Did not see how the fifth son moved, his upright body was already in front of the escaped servant.

　　 stretched out ten slender fingers, Qin Xiu pinched the servant’s neck and twisted it lightly.

　　 Click!

　　 click click.

　　 A few minutes later, the corpses of the servants Qin Chang brought with them all separated.

　　 A few pairs of eyes stared in horror before he died, and it seemed that he didn't understand until he died. How could this five son, who has never been fighting for not robbing, without joy and anger, suddenly started to kill!

　　 Qiao Mu was also stunned, and subconsciously stepped back, looking at the five sons who stood opposite him with a vigilant face.

　　 is still the handsome young boy, only in white. At this time, he has been stained red with blood.

　　 His pale face was somewhat transparent, and seeing the small facial paralysis move back unconsciously, the light and shadow in his eyes suddenly went out by half.

　　 "I..." The fifth son of Qin looked down at his ten slender fingers and muttered to himself, "I am not a monster."

　　 He suddenly took a step forward, trying to get closer to Qiaomu.

　　 Qiaomu hurriedly stepped back two steps and yelled at him "Don't come here!"

　　 The five sons were stunned, and then stretched out his hand to bear behind his back, rubbing and rubbing his clothes, "I, I won't harm you."

　　 Qiaomu was shocked for a long time before finally regaining his own voice, "You? You! Have you drank the improved liquid medicine? Have you accepted the improvement of the luck? You..."