My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

Chapter 1456: 2.892 4th Century

Chapter 1456 2.892 Past Memory (4)

He laughed at the tree without anger, "Want to die?"

He bent down, approached her, stretched out his hand and pinched her little chin, and smiled very mildly, but he gave Qiao Mu a chill.

"Little Joe, did I say you can leave?"

"After saying that, I will take good care of you, and never force you to call my master, what else do you want?" The man's eyes rolled with a trace of emotion, staring anxiously, "I will not marry Miss Shijiaer."

"I promised you everything, but what else do you want? Do you have to get in!"

Qiaomu suddenly opened his mouth, biting **** his long fingers, and the power of his teeth seemed to be able to bite his fingers.

"Roar!" Zixiao Leilong saw the master being attacked and dived down from the air almost like a condition. A dragon dragged his tail and pulled the tree and the person out of the deck in a wheelchair.

"No !!!!"

Qin Xin's pupils narrowed, and she sat upright from the bed.

Wiping a cold sweat, looking at the dark night outside the window, he can hardly figure out whether he is still in the dream or has returned to reality.

hateful!

He squeezed his fists firmly, remembering the moment before, when Qiao Mu was pulled out of the boat by Zixiao, he seemed to see a slight relief in her eyes.

She deliberately made Zixiao attack her and deliberately sought death.

why why why? Why doesn't she want to live? Qin Xin's head was really a mess now.

Some of his familiar and unfamiliar memories are constantly emerging, which are both obtrusive and logical, as if all this should have been his memory.

He suddenly jumped out of bed, opened the door madly, rushed into the night, and ran madly, until a faint light appeared in front of his eyes.

If you say this dream, you want him to pick up pieces of memory piece by piece.

That memory point in front should be part of his memory ...

"Hello!" Qin Xin's expression changed drastically as she opened the door of the compartment.

"Don't you say that you have nothing wrong with him? Why did he insist on bringing you back?"

"Is it good to board the boat? Why come back! What did you come back for!"

"A waste like you that is useless and cannot even take care of yourself. What qualifications are there to follow the young master? Funny!"

As the woman questioned, the whip burst into the air and flung it on the cowardly little body.

There was already a puddle of blood on the ground, and Qiaomu curled up on the ground, his face waiting for the whip to fall.

Why is she not dead yet?

She was pumped out by Thunder Dragon, so the strength was not torn apart.

Sure enough, Fan Qiuhe was right, her body was weird.

Ha ha……

Qin Xin rushed forward, trying to reach out and pick up the run-down little **** the ground.

But when his hands passed through each other's shoulders transparently, it became clear that he was still remembering in his dream.

He stared blankly and lay on the ground, curled up, as if a little animal-like girl.

There was silence in her eyes.

But it was this dead silence that deeply burned his heart and even the soul.

"Don't fight! Don't fight!" Qin Xin hissed subconsciously and yelled at the whip woman.

(End of this chapter)

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