My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

4641-Vulture

"What should I say?" Qiaomu looked at Mu Qingya, whose face was pale and gray, and the lingering meaning flashed in the corner of his mouth.

"long time no see?"

"Still ... Feng Shui takes turns, who has spared Heaven? You probably didn't expect that you would end up in my hands?"

Mu Qing Yaqing had a playful face, and glanced lightly at the trees.

"Arbor." She pushed a few words out of her teeth. "You ... you did it on purpose!"

"What do you mean?" Qiaomu gave her a light look.

"Arbor!" Mu Qingya tried to make a splash, but was unsuccessful. An extremely powerful potential fell on her, crushing it to the ground.

Mu Qingya hated almost speechless.

With all her strength, she could only flip her eyes.

This made her feel a sense of powerlessness, and her anger filled her chest, which was beyond words.

Qiao Mu glanced at her. "I'm really curious now."

"Is Mu Rouxuan your daughter?"

"What was the little princess I met before ... the shadow city? It's your daughter."

"How about Mu Xiaoxue?" Wushuang County heard the news and nodded again and again. "Before, Mu Xiaoxue took Zhao Yi and some of their young people to escape with the teleportation matrix and the ladder character."

"We all heard Miss Mu call the owner of Mu Tang the mother."

"The so-called second child that was killed in the first place was actually you carrying Mu Jingfeng on your back and stealing from others." Qiao Mu could not help but shook his head. "Mu Qingya, you have lived a pretty life.

"Look, people like Mu Jingfeng are fooled by the palms of your hands."

"What's your lord, not just the Lord of the Shadow City?" Qiao Mu waved his hand. "How terrible is Geng Pengcheng, the head of Shuntian Mansion."

Mu Qingya's eyes stared coldly at the small facial paralysis that taunted her, and a pair of beautiful eyes quenched the vicious cold light.

"What do you want to say."

"I don't have enough strength, just rely on this method to get benefits from others?" Qiao Mu snorted and stared at her indifferently. "You are really dirty, Mu Qingya."

Mu Qingya suddenly darted again, hoping to fly up to the tree, holding her neck with both hands.

"arbor!"

"Don't call it so loud." Qiaomu's tone was flat and interrupted her words, "I know, you are very unwilling. But ... what about it? This is the essential difference between relying on others and improving yourself."

"You can only rely on others. I can rely on myself, in addition to others."

"Shut up! Shut up and shut up!" Mu Qingya screamed like a frenzy, fumbled the ground with her hands, grabbed something indiscriminately, and picked it up and threw it away.

When Qiao Muyang waved his hand, the decorative ring was hit by a strong wind and shattered on the spot.

Mu Qingya's eyes widened, staring at the little princess in front of her.

If an eye-knife was able to poke the trees, I'm afraid ten or eight trees were poke to death at this moment.

"What do you think you are?"

"Oh, you, are you noble?" Mu Qingya exasperated and resentfully said, "If it weren't for your birth advantage, you might be worse than any ordinary citizen now."

Qiaomu stared at her, a pair of eyes sinking into Lianghong Youtan, quietly unhappy.

(End of this chapter)