My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

Chapter 379

Yas coughed loudly while lying on the bed, but the five fingers still clasped the little girl's wrist firmly.

When Mo Lian came in with her hand in hand, she just saw this out. Impatiently, there was a slender black sword with shining black rays, and Huo Di landed on his palm.

Can not help but say a sword and then cut it to the young arm of the young Yas.

Yas wasn't stupid, and when he saw Jian Guang, he would hide naturally, turning over into the bed.

As a result, the vertical and horizontal sword qi suddenly split the whole bed, and Yas rolled from the inside to the middle again, fell into the crack in the bed, and coughed for a long time, covering his chest, and he couldn't crawl out.

Mo Lian stared at her eyes, and the black and slender sword passed by a cold light in her hand, only to cut at the boy again, and her arm was pulled by the tree.

"Ha ha ha ha!" Young Yas leaned out of his body from under the cracked bedboard, twisted his head proudly at Mo Lian, a look of "Look, little girl won't kill you".

"Why protect him?" Mo Lian turned her head to look at Qiao Mu, her expression inexorable.

At that moment, the small facial paralysis seemed to be able to feel the anger of Mo Lien. He gave him a strange look and said blankly, "I still have a new refined poison. I need him to try it. It's not too late to kill. "

"Uh-huh." Yas managed to get up from the ground, and heard a faceless expression of faceless paralysis, a flash of anger flashed in his eyes, "Asshole woman, you!

Morin chuckled a slight smile, put away the slender black sword, took the little girl's hand and turned.

"Wait a minute." Qiaomu pulled back his little hand, tore a sleeve from his sleeve, and threw it to the ground and stepped on it.

Behind the two, a vicious wolf-like teenager, staring intently at the little girl's back, and if her eyes can shoot through her back, it is estimated that there are more than one hole in classmate Qiao at this moment.

In the darkened Phoenix head of Molian, the light was even stronger, and the girl happily held the little girl's hand again, and then tickled her lips and laughed, "Why tear it off?"

"Dirty."

Morin looked back lightly, glaring coldly at Yas teenager, thin lips opened slightly, and said silently: Not yours.

Yas stared back angrily, but the other party had already looked back with disdain, and left the house with the girl's hand.

"Uh cough ... cough!" A strange pain came from his chest, Yas took a deep breath and bent down, his eyes fell fiercely on the sleeve of the little girl who had been stepped on by one foot. .

The sleeves were plain. After stepping on one foot, a small, very obvious shoe print was added to the cloth.

Suddenly, the young Yas rushed over in anger, covering the pain in his chest, coughing loudly, struggling and crawling on the ground for a few steps, and held the piece of clothing tightly in his hand.

The fabric pierced through the fingers, and a small piece was pinched tightly in his palm.

Mo Lian and Qiao Mu went hand in hand when they went out, seeing Wei Nanfeng winking at them.

The young couple threw him a pair of eyes with unanimous expressions, and turned a blind eye to him.

Wei Nanfeng: ...

Brother originally came to watch the show! I'm angry!

As soon as they reached the main hall, they saw the rushing Lord of the City of Luge begging to see Murong Xun.

"Yakdo's patriarch is here. He brought 2,000 tribes of the tribe, and the entire eagle team, waiting outside the gate."

(End of this chapter)