My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 1: Two hundred and thirty-third

Chapter 233 1.233 for the dead ghost

"Aunt Wen is me!" Qiao Mu's unique soft voice sounded in her ears, making Wen Ruwan's whole body energetic abruptly.

"Qiao Qiao, Qiao Qiao save me, save me!" Wen Ruwan grabbed a piece of driftwood like a drowning man, and she slammed her backhand on Qiao Mu's wrist and said with tears, "You, you are a profound master, you must be able to Save my Jojo. Right?"

"Hohohoho!!" The roar of the corpse puppet came from downstairs in a timely manner. The background sound was dubbed, and it was really good!

Qiao Mu slightly twitched the corner of his mouth, grabbed Wen Ruwan and said anxiously, "Aunt Wen, let's run! I can't beat this monster. It's so strong!"

Wen Ruwan's heart immediately sank little by little.

She is too high on the dead girl Qiao Mu!

Think about it, she is just a seven-year-old kid, even if she is a profound master, where can her cultivation be so high?

Faced with a strong corpse puppet, the child must have no way to deal with it. If the corpse puppet catches up later, then she...

A fierce and insidious light flashed through Wen Ruwan's eyes.

No matter what, she can't die! For the sake of his own life, he can only push the dead girl Qiao Mu to block it!

Who told her to follow along to find death! It's all...her! from! Find! of!

When her life was dying, Wen Ruwan relied on an instinct to survive, so she climbed to the top of the theater building breathlessly, tired like a dead dog, crouching and gasping on the lankan.

There is a high platform scaffold on the top floor of this theater building, surrounded by carved fences.

Usually, the audience sits in the courtyard opposite, drinks tea and listens to music, and only sits in the open space when the sun is good.

Wen Ruwan grabbed the lankan cow panting and looked down from where she was standing. She was a little dizzy and unable to stand still. She quickly turned her back and leaned on the lankan, holding the lankan tightly with both hands, and her fingers were slightly whitish.

"It, did it catch up, whirring..." Wen Ruwan was sweating profusely and panting, because of the violent running, the heart seemed to jump out of her chest, which was uncomfortable. .

"It doesn't seem to be there." The child looked at her for a while, his voice very flat.

Don't say panting loudly, the child's facial paralysis face that has remained unchanged for a hundred years, there is not even a slight emotional change, as always, there is no expression.

Wen Ruwan seemed to be aware of something, her pupils suddenly shrank, her hands turned her back on her shank and tightly grasped, staring at the child warily, "You you!"

Is the child too calm? Looking into the depths of those dry and waveless eyes~IndoMTL.com~Wen Ruwan felt a slight tremor from soul to body, and a terrible emotion spread rapidly in her heart.

"Cough, cough, cough." Wen Ruwan took a breath of air and coughed loudly, "Joe, Jojo, you...why, is there a way to deal with the corpse underneath? Don't Lie to Aunt Wen, huhu."

"There is no way." The child walked towards her slowly, step by step, every small step seemed to fall on the gentle heart, causing her heart to throb and her eyelids to jump fiercely.

At this moment, a roar came from the entrance of the top floor.

Wen Ruwan's nerves tensed, and she screamed at Qiao Mu, "Jojo, come here soon! It's here, it's coming!"

Damn, this kid seems too calm, she must hold her firmly in her hands.

I heard that when the corpse puppet is gnawing at a person’s corpse intently, it doesn’t pay much attention to other people around...

(End of this chapter)