My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 5: Thirty-first

The female officer took the wen diary and stamped it, showing a look of regret, "Is that so?"

Her eyes slid reluctantly over the faces of Mo Lin and Feng Changqing, "It's really a shame this way."

Long Wei shook his whole body slightly, took the customs clearance document handed back by the female officer, and laughed, "No, it's a pity. Please give me a little bit, we, cough, we are going to disembark. "

"Oh, oh." The female officer turned around and got off the boat first.

Long Hui led a group of tribesmen, along with Feng Changqing, Mo Lian and others, from the boat in turn, and boarded the coast one after another.

There is a bustling crowd in front of me.

Long Wei was covered with a black cloth and didn't attract much attention. Instead, Mo Lian, Feng Changqing, and Mu Xingchen set foot on the shore, and there was a whirring cry in front of them.

The women onlookers couldn't even move at this time. They squeezed forward one by one, their eyes widened, and they looked at Mo Lin and others with exclamations.

Long Xiangyun, who was standing by and watching the good show, couldn't help frowning because of that fascinating appearance.

His eyes glared in the direction of Qiao Mu, and there was a trace of sullenness in his eyes: I told them to cover their faces, can you see it? The road can't move!

"Qiao Mu." A familiar call suddenly came from behind the crowd.

Qiao Mu looked towards the source of the sound, and saw that the crowd was pushed away on both sides, and a young woman walked out of the center.

Wearing a red gauze skirt, draped in silk undulations, the woman walked slowly towards her with a pair of bare feet and two jingling bells hanging from her ankles.

A pair of clear water eyes stared straight at her, never moving away half an inch.

"I didn't expect to meet you here." The woman's eyes lightly swept across her body.

"The crown princess is busy with personnel affairs. Shouldn't... Don't you remember me?" Looking at the facial paralyzed face in front of her, the woman curled her lips slightly.

"Magic saint, Sikong Fuling." Naturally, Qiaomu would not have such a bad memory as Sikong Fuling said.

What's more, this Sikong Fuling and her have been seen many times. Of course, it is impossible for her to remember this person.

Sikong Fuling smiled, raised his hand and brushed a strand of hair on his temples, and said with satisfaction, "Fortunately, I don't need to introduce myself anymore."

"Holy woman." Meng Meiyou stepped forward anxiously, wanting to remind this saint that the little facial paralysis in front of her is really not a good person.

Unexpectedly, Sikong Fuling suddenly drew a long sword, and involuntarily stabbed it in the direction of facial paralysis.

"Wow!" The crowd let out a long exclamation~IndoMTL.com~The group of melon-eating people from Qingcheng Women's Kingdom looked at the Sikong Fuling who suddenly started to find problems with their eyes brightly.

One couldn't help laughing, "Haha, I didn't expect to arrive at the port, it's so lively."

"Sorry, let me ask, what are they doing? Why do they start fighting as soon as they meet?"

"You are really ignorant. In our Allure Women, if you want to rob her of the man, you can only draw your sword."

The other person eagerly said, "I will try it later!"

What happened?

Mu Xingchen and Prince Mo glanced at each other, suddenly a black line.

"This girl, of course, can only challenge."

"So that's the case, but speaking of it, since someone challenged her, if she shouldn't fight, wouldn't she shrink her head?"