My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

4709 FERNANDEZ, JENNIFER M

The howling of wailing ghosts and wolves spread out from the abyss of the ocean floor, piercing into Joe's eardrum.

"Ghost drop charm, drive!" Arbor's cold look, with a bit of evil spirit.

While throwing a sacred gold rune of ghosts in his hand, he directly issued the instructions, "Eliminate the patriarch of the Wangchuan Dragon Clan, immediately!"

Hurrying to follow the dragon rushing rushed, a deep sense of anxiety stained deep in the bottom of the eyes.

"Jojo!"

"grandmother--"

Why is my grandmother going to stay with Jojo for now?

Can't the two get along well?

There was a slight twist of pleasure in Long Yan's face, his eyes turned like a torch, and he shot at the side of Qiaomu, hissing, "No one can resist the power of offering the abyss of the sea!"

"Ah! Ah!" Suddenly, her body was slammed, and her abdomen, breastbone, and arms on her face suffered several heavy blows, and she couldn't help crying out.

Suddenly it felt like a huge force invisible, pinching the throat bone.

Long Yan looked iron-blue, struggling to make a sound, but could only watch himself, his feet gradually leaving the ground.

As if in front of my eyes, an invisible man was standing at the moment, locking her throat with her hand, and lifting her off the ground easily with one hand.

What a terrible power is this?

A ghost drop?

What is that again!

Mu Qiao, how many cards have he left?

Obviously she has broken through the spiritual realm, why is she still being restrained by this little girl in the level of Divine Realm?

"Grandmother!" Long Xiangyun slid the sea water hard, came to the front, and saw the appearance of Long Yan, and could not help but secretly startled.

Long Yan felt only a deep, dry **** smell deep in his throat.

He could hardly speak.

In fact, after the opening of the Sacrifice of the Sea of ​​Sacrifice, the surrounding sea water and boiling heat made them all believers who were above the state of God, and felt a suffocating depression.

The seawater was like a layer of molten water.

The flow of water around it was all like boiling water, and murmured with bubbles.

Qiaomu looked expressionlessly at the dragon owl who was wrapped around his neck by the ghost, and there was a bit of coldness in his eyes.

"No, don't, have something to say. Qiao Qiao." Long Yan looked at Qiao Mu in horror, persuaded, "You can't kill grandmother. She is also your maternal grandmother! Qiao Qiao, you can't do that do."

"I know that you feel unbearable and tormented, but, but, how can you, a girl, bear the stigma of killing your grandmother?"

"Jojo, please let her go, I promise, after this, Grandma will never ..."

"Dead liar," Qiao Mu said coldly, interrupting Long Yan's voice, "what can you guarantee?"

With her eyes, she could not help but wince a little at the staring dragon.

It was an extremely distrustful look.

Jojo will never believe him again.

She called him a dead liar and would never trust him again.

Yes, it was him who completely wiped out her trust.

Long Yan's eyes were full of anger, and she couldn't open her mouth to speak, she could only make a twitching sound from her throat.

Long Xiangyun only felt that her body was very hot.

Looking down, the bare skin on the arm has been reddened by the boiling water flowing around.

Today, they are just like standing on the flaming volcano.

(End of this chapter)