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

　　 "Does Jojo have something to eat for me?"

　　The Eighth Son of Qi:……

　　 He really couldn't bear to look straight at the silly look of his Majesty.

　　 Although I'm a little irritable these days, because the siege is slow, but in daily life, where is the shortcoming, your majesty, your old food and clothing costs.

　　 Molian expressionlessly took out a talisman from his pocket, and threw it in front of Broken Moon with a "pop", "Eat, eat, you know how to eat all day long, and do business after eating!"

　　 turned back to the wind, and grinned at the Qi Ba Gongzi who was grinning, "Brother Qi Ba, our majesty and your majesty are in this way of getting along with each other. Let’s just help. Our Highness arranges the camp."

　　 "Okay, please here." The Eighth Master Qi nodded quickly and turned to leave with a return wind.

　　 Duan Yue silently took out a few dishes from the talisman, held a bowl of holy rice in his hand, and looked up at the expressionless Mo Lin.

　　 "Why are you willing to let her run to such a dangerous place alone?" This guy took a mouthful of fish, his eyes lit up slightly.

　　 is his favorite colorful sacred fish, and the fish is grilled well, not Joe’s craftsmanship...

　　Mo Lin glanced at him, then sat down and took out the clean dishes, "You think I am willing."

　　 "You are too arrogant."

　　 "You have a stand, why don't you stop me!"

　　 "Me?!" Duan Yue gave a question mark face, and glanced at the opposite person in amazement.

　　 Is this shameless?

　　 Did he know in advance that Qiao Qiao would go to Qingzhou base, the base camp of the corpse puppet?

　　Mo Lin snorted, "Even if you let you know in advance, can you stop it!"

　　 You didn't have a good sense of discipline, even more than me, who would be laughing half-heartedly, he thought badly.

　　 "In case, I mean in case." Duan Yue took a soup spoon and scooped half a bowl of fish soup for herself, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "In case Jojo is locked in by their gods. Law to..."

　　 This shop around made a gesture, staring at Mo Lin nervously, "What should I do?"

　　 "You think Jojo is stupid, she puts on a condensing lens." It's enough to be locked once, and locked the second time. That's not stupid.

　　"Yes." Duan Yue nodded in sympathy, "Qiao Qiao is so smart, he will definitely not be calculated."

　　 Mo Lin secretly said in her heart: I'm still afraid that my daughter-in-law will be possessed by the drama spirit like the last time. The acting is so fake that people see through it.

　　"But have you ever thought about it. That Qin Er, so nervous, might do something radical to Joe Joe."

　　 "He dare!" Mo Lin put down his chopsticks at once, frowned, and his mood fluctuated a little.

　　"Your tunnel is in a hurry, digging overnight at night."

　　"Hurry up and launch it." Duanyue couldn't help rolling his eyes, "It should be possible at noon tomorrow."

　　……

　　 On the other side, Qiao Mu coldly looked at the gray-haired old man in a green robe.

　　 This old man has short, mid-pointed hair and a tight green robe with arrow sleeves, which makes him look a bit old and strong.

　　 her eyes are gleaming, she is energetic, and her back is straight.

　　 Qiaomu stared at each other coldly, clusters of merciless flames jumping in his eyes.

　　"Ye Weisheng, you old man dare to stand up and fight the princess?"

　　Master Ye, the white-haired old man, squinted his eyes slightly, raised his head, and stared at Qiao Mu deeply.

　　 There are countless strange emotions in this look.

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