My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 5: One thousand and fifty-nine

The Eighth Master Qi couldn't help but was stunned, and couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his face, "Second son, look at it, did your majesty **** the fire glaze from those corpse puppets?"

　　 Rong Shizi nodded expressionlessly, "You are right."

　　 I will go, this strange majesty, what he did is really funny.

　　 Poor corpse puppets, before they had time to explode the glass, they were all taken away...

　　 even robbed the corpse, really worthy of their wayward majesty!

　　 "Dirty." Touched by those disgusting corpses, bad luck!

　　 Broken Moon muttered to himself, threw a handful of glass beads into the air, raised his hand and waved a circle of silver flames, which suddenly covered it.

　　 After a while, he raised his hand and wiped it, removing the flame from the glass beads.

　　 Everyone looked very clearly across the barrier.

　　 The original transparent colored glass beads now emit a faint golden light, all round and bright, almost reflecting the reflection of people.

　　 Zhuo Yan, the wife of the city lord who was still worried, silently closed her mouth, her voice a little dry, "What your Majesty Cangzhou did is really unexpected."

　　He is, could he remelt these fire glazes with his bare hands?

　　Looking at this situation, after the firearm was re-melted, it seemed to be more dazzling, and it was estimated to be far more powerful than before.

　　Rong Shizi couldn’t help but laughed, and wanted to tell this Mrs. Mu that you are not the only one who has this idea. We also think that your majesty in our family is acting quite out of style...

　　 Broken Moon took out a box and threw these glass beads into it.

　　's not very gentle technique, outsiders looked a little frightened.

　　 is really an ancestor of playing with fire, and I don’t worry about this thing exploding in my hands.

　　 After doing this, Broken Moon threw the box back to the inner boundary, leaned forward, and came to the many corpse puppets.

　　 But seeing him raise his hand, he knocked one of the puppets on the head with a purple shadow dagger.

　　In a short time, everyone saw the group of rigid and unmoving corpse puppets around him, suddenly disintegrating into powder, and disappearing with the weather.

　　 Duanyue stood among the powder dissipating in the wind, staring lightly at it.

　　 There is a turbulent air flow around his body, and the scattered dust has never contaminated his body.

　　He was very calm and calm from beginning to end, as if he hadn't killed more than a dozen corpse puppets with just one shot, and resolved a fire glass crisis.

　　 Zhuoyan's mouths suddenly opened wide, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

　　The world is a lesson. It was the first time they saw that someone could turn a crowd of corpses into ashes with the power of one hand.

　　The most terrible thing is that the powerful firearm, Huoliuli, fell into his hands like a toy, letting him handle it.

　　 Zhuoyan felt bitter again in her heart, and shook her head speechlessly.

　　 How powerful enemies did the Shadow City provoke?

　　Mu Jinghong is really too confident in himself.

　　 As everyone knows, this world is already the world of those amazing young people.

　　Duanyue withdrew from the defensive barrier, raised his hand, his eyes fell on Zhuo Yan, and the corners of his lips were slightly bent and smiled, "Mrs. Mu, please."

　　 Zhuoyan felt a little loose in her heart. She knew very well that this majesty must have accepted her surrender and was willing to let her sons and daughters go.

　　She couldn't help but rejoice in her heart. If she didn't take the opportunity to make a blood oath, she wouldn't know how long it would take to explain before she could convince the other party.