My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 1: four hundred and seventieth
Chapter 470 1.470 I don’t have a master anymore
The ancestral hall had already been destroyed in half, leaving only a small and a half lonely ruin.
Qiao Mu looked dullly at the miniature of Zongmen disciple's life lamp.
Looking at the last moment of the battle between the second elder sister Xue Xiao and the enemy, her dilapidated body was provoked away...
Qiaomu couldn't shed tears anymore.
She put her cheek in one hand, and looked at the miniature of the life lantern one by one.
When I saw Sect Master drag an old man with a rickety body rushing to Xuefeng and blew himself up, the whole person suddenly froze.
She knew this old man, and she had a relationship with this old man outside the courtyard of the South Second Garden in Qixia Valley.
After that, she also saw this old man in the arena.
He is not the elder Keqing of the ghost door? What is the rumored Zhongliufu in the market? Could it be that this ghost elder Keqing is actually from the Sixth House?
She didn't find Murong Xun's life lamp. It may be because of the collapse of the ancestral hall. Most of the disciples' life lamps were smashed by stones.
Qiaomu lowered his head, searched in the crevices of the stone for a long time, but couldn't find it, but he digged out his fingers in both hands.
"Master." Tweet has been afraid to speak, and yells weakly, "Don't dig. It should have fallen to the snow peak with the avalanche."
"Murong Xun. You big liar!" Little Facial Palsy said blankly.
Why do you still have a master? Master will accompany you in the future, and never lie to you for being a teacher! All lies!
"Tweet, do you know?" Little facial paralysis muttered to himself in a low voice, "I will...no longer have a master."
"Hahaha, there is no master to be afraid of. Without a master, you still have my brother and me! Little beauty, as long as you are willing to go back with my brother and I will ensure that you will enjoy a good and spicy life in the future. "A harsh chuckle suddenly broke into Qiao Mu's eardrum.
She got up and took a step, kicked a hard iron plate or the like with her toe, bent over to pick it up, looked through it, and shoved it into the inner world with a cold face.
After that, he raised his eyes to look at the group of people outside the ancestral hall.
She all knows, the son of the master of Solomon, Fei Qing, who is sick and crooked and staring at the disciple of Shenshuizong all day long.
The ghosts of the ghost gate can't communicate with elders.
The enchantress group of Hehuanmen~IndoMTL.com~ One of them is an old friend of Qiaomu.
At the time when we were fighting for Taoyuan, Mo Lin helped draw a ray of her fate, Yao Ji from Hehuan.
At this time, her life spirit was still in Qiaomu's inner boundary, so when Qiaomu looked at her coldly, Yao Ji's eyes shrank slightly.
"You silly! Three sentences don't change the old problem." Qi Mei'er of Hehuan Gate chuckled her mouth, shook her body in a charming manner, and smiled to Qiao Mu, "Little Junior Sister, only you I'm alone. Tsk tusk, cry, take a look, on that pear flower rainy little face, tusk, tears are not dry. If the three peak masters of the Shenshui Sect met, it must be very distressed. "
Qiao Mu stared at the woman with cold eyes, and said coldly, "Why, the ghost door Sen Luomen Hehuanmen, can't wait to come and get down?"
Sin Luomen’s Fei Qing smiled pretentiously and said, “Well, the three of us also heard that something happened to the Shenshui Sect, so I came here to take a look and express my condolences. Little sister, don’t Fear, come, come here, come to my brother, my brother will protect you."
(End of this chapter)