My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

4481-Vulture

"Then I really want to see, it is her own daughter who is being manipulated, and how she will react funny."

Mo Lian's warm palm wrapped her little hand. "Qiao Qiao, the old man beside her is in the late stage of Immortal Realm. You must face him alone."

Qiaomu felt the little white snake lying on his wrist and nodded, "I know."

He can withstand three violent attacks from Little White Snake, and obviously he must be a master of Super God.

Mu Qingya should attach great importance to this daughter, otherwise she would not specifically find a great power in the late immortal realm to protect her.

"Fu Jun, guess. If she sees her daughter, her fate is manipulated, and her body is withered and withered, will she go crazy?"

Mo Lian sneered, "How could a woman as cold as her worry for her children? If you look at her attitude towards Mu Rou, you should know."

"Her ruthless, self-interested woman is not the same as your mother or a normal mother in the world. You can't think of this woman by the standard of an ordinary mother, otherwise you will inevitably suffer."

Qiao Mu felt that the prince was right in his analysis, and nodded quickly, "I see. I'm afraid that tormenting Mu Xiaoxue is useless. She won't feel bad at all."

The prince's eyes were cold and cold, holding her up and looking up into the distance, Mu Xiaoxue and others fled the teleportation matrix.

"These people have a lot of connections with the senior management of Tianyun. When we encounter them, we can solve them smoothly, which can be considered as killing the people."

Qiaomu nodded. He had wanted to play with Xiao Xue's thoughts, and most of them went out instantly.

The ghosts alone are enough for their team to drink a pot.

"But Qiao Qiao, are you sure, what is it, Mu Qingya's youngest daughter?" But speaking, Qiao Qiao's intuition every time is really quite accurate.

Qiaomu nodded, insisting firmly, "They are too much."

"Like?" Morin was a little confused.

In fact, if you just look at the appearance, the little princess in the shadow city is completely different from Mu Qingya.

The similarity that Qiao Qiao said here should be a kind of resemblance, Merlin thought, holding her hand and smiling slightly, and didn't continue to question.

He just needs to trust his Joe.

"Don't worry, Xiaoshimei. They can't run out of mystery, and they can't run too far." The fat ball rolled forward, his face still full of anger.

"I just watched it carefully. It seems that there is no master in the team who specializes in formation. I think it should be hiding nearby and peeping. Seeing that the machine is not good, I have run away first."

"Our master's tomb master control room, see where they are going. For my brother, my brother will be able to help you catch them all and cheer you up!" All the secrets in the mausoleum were confessed.

Qiaomu looked at him at this moment, a little more pleasing to the eye.

I've played before, I've played, and I've never had any grudges.

Since this is the disciple of the ancestor of Tian Xunzi, let's be a brother.

"Fat Brother." Qiaomu's face was tense, "Lead the way forward."

"Okay." The fat ball responded, and then he reacted. He smiled and couldn't jump up and dance. "Small, little sister, you, just call me what?"

"Hahaha, did you hear me, my little sister called my brother!"

(End of this chapter)