My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 2: Three hundred and twenty-fifth

Chapter 889 2.325 Open Clan

Knowing your mother’s sin, idiot.

Qiao Mu said with a faint expression, "Your Qiao family has already rotted from the bones! You can see for yourself what you have raised, what are the ugly things! Such a rotten and disgusting family, give it to Me or me!"

Qiao Mu stretched out his hand to support his mother, and looked back at them coldly, "Why do you **** belong to the Qiao family? Are you qualified? Look at your ugly faces, each of you thinks your own face Bigger than the sun! Funny! My Qiaomu's father and mother will start their own clan ancestral halls and write genealogies from today! Get out of your rotting and decayed family!"

"Qiao Zhongbang is the first Patriarch of the Qiao family! As for you, a group of small reptiles, only fit to live in the gloomy corner of the horn! The fly camp dog, in the end, will be replaced by the new Qiao family!" /

Wei Ziqin opened her eyes slightly, and raised her eyes to look at her daughter, such a dazzling little girl, at this moment, on her body, there seems to be flames and the sun burning, burning, and the color is so bright and transparent. It is almost impossible for everyone to look straight!

Dou Er's eyes shrank, and he subconsciously reached out and grabbed his fingers tightly.

Suddenly, the second son of Dou felt his sleeves move slightly, and then looked back at his elder brother. Seeing his elder brother's slightly inquiring gaze, the powerlessness in Dou Er's heart immediately surfaced.

He is a smart person, so you can clearly feel Miss Qiao’s hostility towards the Dou family.

There is such an enemy that is growing rapidly. This is quite a terrible thing. Maybe he should go back and sort out his clues first, then find a chance to ask Miss Qiao carefully, I don’t know where the Dou family provokes him. Up her.

"Child." Wei Ziqin's eyes were stained with water, and he stretched out his hand to gently embrace his daughter, "Let's go home."

"Bitch!" Qiao Zhongde pointed at the back of Wei Ziqin's mother and daughter and rebuked, "Don't come back after you leave Qiao's house! Do you think it is a glorious thing to be expelled from the family? You will soon realize that by the family How many people will laugh at the delisting!"

"Boom!" The door of Qiao's mansion, which was already tattered, was completely torn apart by a violent impact.

Long Jinwei, with three thousand heavy armors, quickly surrounded the entire Qiao Mansion under the leadership of Yusu. A swarm of soldiers ran into Qiao Mansion in a unified footstep, and was well-trained into several strands. He rushed into the back wing of the front hall and quickly controlled all parties.

"If there is resistance, they will be executed on the spot with great disrespect!" A cold voice came in from outside the house, full of murderous air.

Mo Lin's long figure walked over from the cracked door, and she saw Qiao Qiao at a glance, and walked towards Qiao Mu in a hurry.

"Moline!" Until this time, Qiaomu's tight nerve line relaxed slightly, and he ran over quickly, and the man stretched his arm into his arms.

"Jojo, are you okay." Seeing her bloody, Mo Lin couldn't help her heart beating faster, and nervously grabbed her little hand and looked up and down.

"It's okay, it's all the blood of Jonnie's idiot." Qiao Mu raised his eyes to look at him. Only then did he feel a little grievance. "Molin, they caught my mother, but they didn't allow me to fight back? "

(End of this chapter)