My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 5: The six hundred and seventy-eighth

Small facial paralysis has a serious face, "How long has this matter been uncovered! You fascinating old thing, you want to force Qiaoqiao's lotus as a container, you go to death!"

　　The green vine in the little guy's hand emits a faint light.

　　 Princess Raksha feels she is going to be so angry!

　　What's wrong with this stuff? Can you still talk to her well?

　　 "It turns out that the idiot I sent to Beilan City was killed for you! You, what are you..."

　　 She didn't even know about this. She dropped a top-level magic weapon such as the Thunder Guard. At that time, she was so angry that her chest was tight and she couldn't eat.

　　 Later, let the unreliable fellow of the beautiful snake go to Beilan City to look for the spiritual weapon, but there has been nothing to say...

　　 Unexpectedly, unexpectedly! Unexpectedly, this spiritual tool was actually taken away by the robber girl in front of me!

　　 And now, she actually wants her to liquidate for what happened to Beilan City?

　　If you can scold swear words at this time, and Princess Raksha can scold Qiao Qiaozu that the eighteenth generations are mentally retarded and stupid, how can such a strange thing be born?

　　 Qiao Mu didn't say a word, but the vine whip was thrown towards her face.

　　 Dugu Ling moved her position silently, "Jojo, I don’t think Princess Rakshasa wants to tell you about this. Can you listen to her to finish..."

　　As a bystander, he was anxious for Princess Raksha.

　　I obviously didn’t want to talk about Beilan City with the facial paralysis, but I was stunned by the facial paralysis and fell into the ditch inexplicably...

　　 Raksha Princess rolled back and forth on the ground, avoiding the sharp vine whip attack from the tree.

　　 There are ten thousand "fuck" in her heart at this time, and she doesn't know if she should talk about it...

　　 "What are you doing!" An angry shout came in from outside the door.

　　 Raksha princess was dishevelled and disheveled. She crawled towards the leg of the person outside the door, "Patriarch, Patriarch, help me!"

　　Qinhong looked at her in a panic, couldn't help but kick her out with a kick, "Useless thing, was beaten like this by a prisoner?"

　　 He has a pair of sharp old eyes, staring at Dugu Ling, who is leaning on the side with his arms, and yells, "Hall Master Dugu, what do you mean? The prisoner doesn’t obey the discipline, you won’t know if you will Are people **** and put on special shackles?"

　　 Dugu Ling said with a smile, "Patriarch, the second son never gave an order, and Ling didn't dare to go against the master's intention and come here."

　　 "Asshole!" Qin Hong roared with a cold face.

　　's sharp eyes stared at the arbor, as if a fire dragon came out of it, "Arab! You are too presumptuous. You dare to be so presumptuous when you get on our ship of fate? If we can't rule you, right? ?"

　　Qiaomu glanced at Qinhong coldly, "How about you try?"

　　Qinhong didn’t expect that she was so arrogant and bold that she would dare to confront herself in front of so many subordinates and slap herself in public?

　　 An old face was immediately distorted with anger, raised his hand and waved angrily, "Tie her to me!"

　　 Dugu Ling's eyes flickered slightly, and he turned around and smiled and blocked him in front of Qiao Mu. He waved his sleeves and said, "Patriarch, the people are left by our Star Harvesting Hall. The second son has not issued the order, please don't put your beak at will, Patriarch."

　　Qinhong raised his hand, and a strong air current forced the opposite Dugu Ling.

　　 Under an impact, Dugu Ling's body shook slightly, pulling her facial paralysis back several steps.

　　Qinhong wanted to do it again when he was furious, the second son suddenly appeared and coldly called "Father."

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