My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 4: four hundred and sixty-sixth

Long Qian's forehead burst into cold sweat, and his mouth made a sharp cry, "You, you, ah!"

Too painful, it is too painful!

This kind of pain seems to extend from the roots of blood, with an unspeakable pain.

Long Qian was stunned, but at this time she was gripped by the ghost tightly on her arm, unable to move at all, she could only bear it.

"Ah!"

Long Xiangyun and Long Wei were also taken aback.

From the skin of their skin, they couldn't see what kind of suffering Long Qian was suffering, but they knew very well in their hearts that the facial paralysis began to fight back.

"Qiao, Qiaomu." Long Xiangyun cried tremblingly, "Can, can you..."

She wanted to tell her whether she could spare her grandmother for the sake of Aunt Long Chuyun.

But when I think about it, what my grandmother did to Aunt Chu Yun suddenly felt that this mouth couldn't be opened at all.

Qiao Mu just glanced at Long Xiangyun indifferently, then retracted his eyes.

A cluster of sharp sparks jumped under her eyes, and she stared at Long Qian with a cold and bright eye.

It took a long time to say, "How do you feel?"

Long Qian was so painful that he couldn't speak, the sweat on his forehead was falling down like a waterfall.

The pain that comes from the depths of the bones and blood is not as simple as the pain of cutting the skin.

The most terrifying thing is that Long Qian can feel that a powerful force that was once very powerful is forcibly peeling away from her body.

"No!" Long Qian screamed hard, struggling.

With this movement, she instantly felt a little strange in her body.

She... When she was struggling, she couldn't feel the power of the water spirit in her body?

How come?

How could the water spirit not exist?

The origin of the five spirits is something that every practitioner who has successfully stepped into the realm of spiritual masters must understand.

It is impossible for a cultivator to lose the power of the five spirits!

Long Qian straightened his eyes in astonishment, shook his head vigorously and screamed, "No, it won't!"

She must be scaring herself.

How could her nine layers of spiritual water disappear.

That's the power of the water spirit she understood!

Qiao Mu stared at Long Qian coldly, and his voice was as cold as he had been fished out of the ice cellar, "You know now, what's the taste of being deprived?"

The trio of grandparents looked at Qiao Mu with shocked faces.

As if not understanding what she was saying, the three of them stared at her dumbly with three pairs of eyes.

Qiao Mu cannot break away from the shackles of the sea abyss in this fashion.

She still stayed in front of the glacier entrance~IndoMTL.com~ but her eyes became clearer than ever.

She looked at Long Qian, and Long Qian also looked at her.

The eyes of the two people almost touched sparks in mid-air.

Long Qian looked at such a small facial paralysis, and he shuddered for no reason. There is a kind of cold called the bone-to-the-bone cold. Long Qian probably realized it now.

She hates her.

This little facial paralysis probably hates her to death.

"What did you do to me? Qiao Mu, what did you do to me!" Long Qian felt at this time that his voice seemed to be coming from a distant shore. Hearing it made her feel Kind of creepy.

That kind of hoarse, somewhat hysterical and sad voice, turned out to be hers?

How high-spirited the iron-blooded patriarch, who once commanded the Long clan and never softened, showed a frightened expression at this moment.