My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

4714 FERNANDEZ, JOSEPH A

Long Yan's forehead exudes cold sweat, and his mouth makes a sharp cry, "You, you, ah!"

It's too painful, it's too painful!

This pain seems to extend from the blood of the root bones, with an unspeakable pain.

Long Yan was holding the whole person, but she was grasped tightly by the ghost at this moment. She could not move at all, but could only bear it hard.

"what!"

Long Xiangyun and Long Yan were also startled.

From the skin and skin, they couldn't see what kind of pain Longlong was suffering, but they knew very well that the facial paralysis began to fight back.

"Joe, arbor." Long Xiangyun shouted tremblingly, "Yes, can you ..."

She wanted to tell her if she could let her grandmother go for the sake of Aunt Long Chuyun.

But looking back, what Grandma did to Aunt Chu Yun suddenly felt that this mouth could not be opened at all.

Qiaomu glanced at Long Xiangyun indifferently, and then recovered his eyes.

A cluster of sharp sparks leaped under her eyes, her eyes staring at Long Chan brightly and brightly.

Only a moment later, "How do you feel?"

Long Yan had been so painful that he couldn't speak, and the sweat on his forehead fell like a waterfall.

The pain that comes from the depths of bone and blood is not as simple as the pain of cutting skin.

The most horrible thing is that Long Yan can feel like she has nowhere to feel that a force that was once very powerful is being forcibly stripped from her body.

"No!" Long Yan screamed, struggling.

With this movement, she felt a strange appearance in her body for a while.

She ... when she was struggling, she couldn't feel the power of water in her body?

how come?

How could the water spirit not exist?

The origin of the five spirits, but every practitioner who successfully steps into the realm of the spiritual master must understand.

It is impossible for a practitioner to lose the power of the five spirits!

Long Yan stared in amazement, shook his head vigorously and screamed, "No, it won't!"

She must have been frightening herself.

How could her nine-layer spirit water disappear.

That is the power of the water spirit she realizes!

Qiaomu gave a cold glance at Long Yan, his voice sounded as if it were pulled from the ice cellar, "You know now, what's the taste of being deprived?"

The grandparents and grandchildren looked at the trees with shocked faces.

As if she didn't understand what she said, the three of them had three eyes, staring dumbly at her like this.

Arbor can't escape from the shackles of offering the abyss.

She was still in front of the entrance to the glacier, but her eyes were much clearer.

She stared at Long Chan, who also stared at her.

The eyes of the two people almost hit Mars in mid-air.

Long Ye looked at such a small facial paralysis, and he took a nap for no reason. There was a kind of cold called Bone Cold. Long Ye now probably realized it.

She hates her.

This small facial paralysis is probably already hating her.

"What did you do to me? Qiaomu, what did you do to me!" Long Yan now felt that his voice seemed to come from a distant shore, listening to make her feel a little creepy. .

That kind of hoarse, with a bit of hysterical and sad voice, turned out to be her?

The iron-clad patriarch, who had been so spirited and led the Long clan, never softened, at this moment he showed a look of fear and horror.

(End of this chapter)