My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 5: One thousand one hundred and sixty-two

It is said that it is too late and that time is fast, but it's just a momentary moment. Most of that white and miserable old face was scorched by Dou Fengmian's spiritual power.

Dou Fengchi was so scared that he kept trembling and crawled to hide behind the two elders.

Qiao Mu looked intently and saw that the two sons of Dou had already fought against the old corpse puppet.

This old corpse puppet acts like a cultivator above the tenth level of the ordinary spiritual realm, not to mention that it is extremely fast, and the light of spiritual power can be smoothly released from the palm of the hand.

Qiao Mu frowned every time he saw the spiritual power released by the two sons dodge the old corpse puppet.

This corpse puppet doesn't need to eat or drink, and is not afraid of pain and injury. Who can find the two sons of Dou to play such a desperate way.

It doesn't take long for the two sons of Dou to retreat.

So Qiao Mu raised his head and glanced at Qiao Qiao's Lian. The latter gave him a relieved look, and released an organoid with a wave of his hand.

This person looked exactly like Liu Yizhi, and moved very quickly. A man stood in front of the two Master Dou and intercepted the corpse puppet.

Dou Fengchi rolled in front of the two elder brothers, and shouted anxiously, "Big brother, didn't you say that these things are still within the controllable range."

Dou Fengmian's expression was also very solemn at this time, turning his head and whispering to the prince, "His Royal Highness, I think we need to speed up and go in and take a look."

"Before, our Dou family arranged a lot of people here, and they can basically control the mutation within a range. But now..." How could this thing suddenly run to the entrance of the village and attack them.

Does this mean that the Dou family members who stayed here to guard may have all been surrounded and killed by corpses?

The three of the Dou family were anxious, and quickly led them inside.

Liu Yizhi's organist was left at the entrance of the village and continued to deal with the gray-haired old corpse puppet.

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At the same time.

A dazzling lightning flashed over the Guoan Mansion.

This unwilling lady is lying on the brocade couch with her scented shoulders half exposed and her clothes half faded.

Hearing a few low reports from people outside the door, I opened my face and smiled.

"Bring people in, it's freezing cold this day, don't freeze my beauty." Mrs. Guoan gently shook the ball fan in her hand and smiled to the door.

The next person answered yes, but pushed the door open for a moment.

A chill came in accompanied by a cold wind, and the lady's style was so varied, she couldn't help but shivered slightly.

There was a slight surprise in my heart.

What's the matter? Mrs. Guoan thought to herself that she had never felt cold in winter nights before, and she did not feel chilly even in a thin shirt.

What happened today? She actually felt a trace of coldness from the bottom of her heart~IndoMTL.com~ She shook her head hurriedly, and secretly pressed the unspeakable anxiety in her heart.

What are you afraid of? She is looking forward to this day and night, and she can't do anything wrong.

Mrs. Guoan got up from the couch, and the fragrant silk ribbon slipped to the ground.

She was barefoot, graceful and graceful, step by step from the side of the brocade to a person who was framed by the door.

"Hehe." Mrs. Guoan smiled triumphantly at the drowsy person.

"Okay, all of you go down." She took the man personally, letting him lean on herself.

I looked down and saw that on a white cheek, star eyes closed and thin lips pressed tightly, his handsome face was pale and pale, but still beautiful.

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