My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 3: Three hundred and sixty-fourth

Chapter 1918 3.364 I can save her

"Boom!" Qiao Mu kicked it.

The black rusty iron door crashed to the ground on the spot.

"Kang Dang" made a loud bang, and went back and forth in the passage for a long time.

Cao Xan's expression changed dramatically, "You are so crazy!"

To make such a big movement?

Is this for fear that nothing will come to chase and intercept them?

Qiao Mu's eyes were immediately full of hostility. He lifted his palm and slapped Cao Xan on the chest, knocking him out instantly, throwing him heavily against the wall, and "wow" spouting blood.

"Shut up all to me!!" Miss Joe, who turned her face ruthlessly, stared at the crowd of Nikko Academy with a pair of hostile eyes, and a water spirit sword swished into her palm, "I don't want to Get out of me if you die!!"

"Qiaoqiao..." Prince Mo just yelled when he saw the little guy carrying the water spirit sword, turning his head murderously and rushing into the iron gate.

As soon as I stepped into the iron gate, a strong fishy odor mixed with stench rushed toward my face.

Unexpectedly, the two roads were all independent dungeon cells, and Mo Lin and the others who stepped into it couldn't help but be slightly startled.

I saw Qiao Mu running alone and kicked open the nearest cell door.

The dungeon door turned into a dust, and Qiao Mu rushed in and shouted, "Fan Qiuhe, Fan Qiuhe, come out, you scumbag!"

"Are you awake! Are you still alive?" Qiao Mu rushed to the center of the earthen single bed and reached out to pat the dying young woman on the bed.

Looking at her pale and sunken cheeks, skinny and skinny, her eyes became a little blurry in an instant.

"Wake up, you wake me up! Wake up." Qiao Mu patted the woman's cheek, and when she reached out, she took out seventeen or eight bottles of liquid medicine, and poured one bottle after another into the population. .

"You, you!" The Nikko Academy group who rushed into the cell were all taken aback by her big hand.

This, these medicinal liquids, just smell it, and it feels fragrant, it must be expensive to make.

In the hearts of all the students in the Nikko Academy, Miss Qiao is just a little devil who is so stubborn that she will have to pay a fee to transfer them. At the same time, she poured a lot of medicine into the mouth of a dying person, and it was almost formed. Strong visual conflict.

"Cough, cough, cough!" The weak woman on the bed twitched her body slightly ~IndoMTL.com~ She coughed several times, opened her extremely weak eyes, as if she saw a nine-day fairy in a trance.

"It's okay! It's okay! I'll save you, I won't die! It's okay!" Qiao Mu reached out and wiped the dirt on her face, staring at her firmly, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid I will definitely save you! Definitely."

"Cough, cough!" The woman was obviously in a state of exhausted oil and dry lamps. She stood and opened her mouth to make a sound, but she was so angry that she couldn't make half a syllable.

In the end, the woman didn't say anything, just glanced at Qiao Mu kindly, and slowly closed her eyes.

Qiao Mu was stunned, and hurriedly reached out and touched the woman’s cold cheeks, and shouted, "Hey, hey, you wake up, wake up! Drink the medicine, I have a lot of medicine, I ..."

"Jojo." Moline slammed to her daughter-in-law, raised her hand to hug her, patted her back gently, and whispered, "She is dead."

Qiao Mu winced, hugged him with his backhand, was silent for a long time, and burst into tears.

(End of this chapter)