My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

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"You all have one species and one species!" Qi Xuanxuan sneered, "Put away your cheeky faces, don't speak so nicely."

"No, robbery is just robbery, so righteous, what did you say?" Wushuang County Master chuckled.

Mata continued, "We are not looking down on the people who came to rob."

"Let's talk by strength."

Long Yan lowered his eyebrows, and when he raised his head again, he continued to persuade sincerely, "Qiao Qiao, Grandma sent the most powerful force of forgetfulness.

"Thirteen Elders ..."

The thirteen elders are not the thirteen elders. Instead, there are thirteen elders in total.

This is the elders who have forgotten Longchuan's ascension over the years. No one knows their true strength.

The older the elders are, the more amazing the state is.

Maybe it is the pinnacle of Immortal Realm, maybe it has already entered Divine Realm, and it is even very likely that half of the people have entered the Divine Realm ...

Of course, the 13 elders were summoned together, and the price they paid was also considerable.

Naturally, Tiandao would not allow these 13 elders to descend suddenly on the mainland of the three states.

just……

Even if heaven is not allowed.

Even if the heavens would seal their power in half, then what?

It was more than enough to deal with the arbor in front of him.

"Qiao Qiao." Long Yan was worried about the little girl in the end, "I'm not joking with you. This time ... Grandma is stubborn." He was also ruthless.

"Actually, Wannian Kuizhu has been in harmony with your body for many years. It can be said that it has long been a contract with you. No one can take it away."

"We don't want to take it, we just want to borrow it. Besides, to be honest, this 10,000-year old bead was originally the sacred relic of the Forgotten Dragon Clan. Now we just want to borrow it and perform a ritual of baptism for you There is no loss. "

"Have you finished your nonsense?" Qiao Mu interrupted Long Yan with a cold voice, staring at him with a gleam of cold light, "Where are your Thirteen Elders who have risen to the sanctuary? Are you here?"

"A cat and a dog can slip out of the sanctuary casually, do ordinary people in the three continents still have to live?" Qiao Mu's eyes lightened with a bit of coldness, "What is your way that day?"

"Where's Long Yan, I want to see her." Qiao Mu's eyes were so cold as never before.

The rising momentum was startling.

She was calling her by now, not even the old lady.

Long Xiangyun looked uncomfortable in her heart, opened her mouth, wanted to speak, but found that she didn't have any stand to say anything.

"I'm here." Behind the crowd, a woman with frosty white hair and aging gully face, holding a scepter cut from a green branch, walked slowly forward.

Thereafter, the Prophet Tu followed closely with the two clan members, and looked at Qiao Mu with great vigilance.

"Dragon, I ask you a truth, dare you answer?"

"You ask." Long Yan looked in front of him, his eyes were like a dark cold lake, a little expressionless girl, could not help but tremble in his heart.

This small facial paralysis is totally different from her daughter Long Chuyun.

Long Chuyun can see that Wang Chuan's family raised her, regardless of the past, but the little girl definitely does not.

(End of this chapter)