My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 5: Nine hundred fifty-two

Qiao Mu gave an "um" and nodded, "I know, your divine consciousness has been subjected to a spell, there is a defensive barrier outside your consciousness. Mobile phone https://danfan Coerced by external forces, searched for souls or oppressed by the proverbial talisman, they will choose soul bursts autonomously."

　　 Qiao Mu looked at her in a leisurely manner, "This technique reminds me of Shen Tujing."

　　"Shen Tujing once said that the barrier in her Consciousness Yuan was brought down by Great Kingdom Master Lira. Now I have reason to suspect that this Lira is related to Zhaoguang."

　　"Or let me put it this way, Zhaoguang, are you affiliated with Tianyun?"

　　"No, no, no! How can we Zhaoguang be the people of Tianyun? I, we are right and opposed to the Tianyun organization. When we joined the organization, we sweared, and, with The fortune of heaven is not at the same time." Saint Zhaoguang shook her head again and again, and hurriedly defended.

　　 Qiaomu really didn’t believe the person in front of her at all. She grabbed her hair, stretched out her hand to pinch her face without mercy, and asked every word, “Your name, Yuan Maoyi?”

　　 Yuan Maoyi is really scared.

　　 The little princess in front of me is like a ghost climbing up from hell.

　　 When she pinched her face with five cold fingers, Saintess of Zhaoguang felt a cold air, and she quickly climbed up from the bottom of her heart, making her shiver involuntarily.

　　 She nodded in tears, and felt regretful in her heart. Why did she pick up such a task to provoke the ghost prince.

　　 No wonder, there were so many people present at the time, even if she revealed the close relationship between the princess and the top management of Tianyun, no one dared to question the little princess face to face.

　　 This is probably because the terrible method of the little princess has long since been subdued.

　　"Prince, Princess, please let me go, Princess."

　　 The little princess smiled coldly at her. It was so cold and terrible that she looked terribly tight.

　　 "I, I know everything I can say, as long as it is the princess you want to ask, I and I are willing to say, say."

　　"It's so good." Qiaomu nodded, grabbed the hand of the saint's hair, and opened it slightly, "Let's talk about where the tree fragments are hidden."

　　 This is what she wants to know the most. As for the others, they are all trivial things.

　　"Tree fragments, hiding, hiding...no, no hiding." Yuan Maoyi shook his head quickly, showing a cautious expression, "Prince Concubine Mingjian, the villain is absolutely not, there is no deception. It is true, although the villain is I don’t know what the prince concubine is. But what the prince concubine said should be..."

　　 "Ah. Wait, wait, listen, listen to the villain, finish." Yuan Maoyi's eyes widened in horror.

　　 She hurriedly supported the edge of the wooden barrel with her hands, making sure that her head would not be crushed by others, and to have intimate contact with the contents of the barrel.

　　"Say." Qiao Mu didn't mean to bother with her, so he asked bluntly, "Speak clearly."

　　"Yes, the villain dare not deceive the princess." Yuan Maoyi honestly replied, "Then, that sacred fruit, indeed, it is..."

　　 "I know." This is where she worries. This sacred fruit is by no means a fake, but it is an imperfect semi-finished product, like it was born out of borrowed external force.

　　球球 said, the last piece of tree species, the original strength of the wood spirit, surpassed all the previous pieces.