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

"Hahahahaha! You panic now, don't you feel that your spiritual consciousness can't be used?"

　　"How does it feel that the inner world can't be opened? How does it feel that the artifact hidden in the consciousness can't be moved, hahahahaha!"

　　 Qinhong laughed, and glanced at Qiao Mu with contempt, "Now you kneel and kowtow to admit your mistakes, I can leave you a whole body!"

　　 Great revenge must be revenge! Great revenge must be revenge! It's all because he was not prepared in time, and he didn't mobilize the mirror-image lock-god formation in the first time. He talked nonsense with this small facial paralysis for so long, and ended up losing one-tenth of his disciples and grandchildren. I really hate him.

　　"You hand over that secret heart just now." Qin Hong said coldly, "I might still consider keeping you alive."

　　 Of course it’s impossible. As long as the thought of this enchantress makes his two sons become nervous, Qin Hong will be heartbroken, wishing to slap the woman in front of her now.

　　 He just fooled her!

　　Qinhong’s eyes flashed with a cold light.

　　 Qiaomu once again played the spirit possessed, but this time she absorbed the exaggerated performance of the last time, pretending to use the divine consciousness very hard, and whispered in a flustered, "God, divine consciousness?"

　　 "You, you dead old man, knowing that I'm locked in, but also let me surrender the heart of bad luck? Are you sick?"

　　 Qinhong was taken aback, suddenly a little annoyed.

　　, too, the dead face paralysis just took back the heart of the secret realm, and it must be in the inner world or in the spirit realm.

　　 Yes, it is said that this dead face paralysis has a spirit realm on his body, which is really greedy.

　　 It’s a pity that she must die here today, otherwise... Maybe you can throw her into the laboratory, and study it carefully to see if you can take her portable spiritual realm and the secret heart, all Cut it out.

　　 Thinking of this, Qin Hong quickly rejected this idea in his heart.

　　 To the extent that her two sons are protecting her, no, she cannot be allowed to survive, and it is even impossible to make her a living experiment.

　　 Otherwise, maybe the two messy little beasts will call the door to provoke trouble before the experiment has started.

　　If this matter reaches the ears of the ancestors, then everything in front will be overwhelming!

　　 Qiaomu couldn't help blinking his eyes when he saw him calmly and without speaking, and asked curiously, "Why don't you speak anymore."

　　Qinhong glanced at her coldly, "Smelly girl, you are dying, and you still have free time to interrogate others."

　　 Joe, the play spirit possessed his body, unexpectedly yelled in shock, "You old guy dare to kill me? Are you brave enough."

　　"You are a useless person who is locked with spiritual knowledge, and you have a self-cultivation ability, and you dare to scream in front of the old man? The old man only needs a **** to press down, and you can't support it!"

　　 "Don't you want that secret heart?"

　　Qinhong certainly wanted it, and he also wanted to release the disciples and grandchildren who had been absorbed by this dead face before.

　　Qinhong's eyelids twitched slightly, but his face remained silent, "Do you have a way?"

　　 Qiaomu nodded and hooked him, "You might as well come closer, I will tell you."

　　 Qinhong glanced at her defensively.

　　 saw his face with a paralyzed face and cast him a look of contempt, "What? You don't even dare to approach a person whose consciousness is locked? It turns out that the crown prince is so heavy."

　　 "Fart!" Qinhong was so angry that he couldn't stop his swearing.

　　 This paralyzed princess is really irritating. He can't say three words to her before he feels his blood pressure rises suddenly.