My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

Chapter 962 2.398 Soul Exchange

Many people looked around curiously where the carriage was parked.

In the corner were still a few beggars playing soy sauce, dirty and tattered, leaning against the wall and occasionally reaching out to beg one or two to those who passed by them.

Mo Lian ignored these people, hugged Qiao Mu to the car, turned her head and ran a whisper twice.

Qiao Zhongbang and his wife followed quickly and hurriedly went to see their daughter's condition.

The emotional status of Fang Cai's daughter is very problematic and can be seen by people with good eyes.

And just then.

Mu Yan flashed, came to the back of the carriage, a fierce twitch between his brows, and whispered the spelling term taught by the black cat.

The soul-changing charm under the sleeve blasted a faint faint mist of black light and rushed away at the position where the tree was.

The black cat simply sat in a row with the beggars and watched a good show with great interest.

If the soul-changing spell can succeed in one hit, hahaha!

He secretly took Miss Qiao after the soul change, and then asked her to inherit the Fuyu technique.

That's right! At this moment, the black cat's biggest thought was to pry out the complete set of rune inheritance from Qiao Mu's mouth.

A fourteen-year-old little girl with a magical rune that says it's not hereditary.

The black cat looked at the carriage, his gloomy eyes flickered slightly.

Suddenly, a beggar beside him kicked him heavily.

"What are you doing, grab the ground? You know where you come first? This is my place!" The beggar who spoke, at the age of fifty or sixty, had oily hair clumped on his face and shoulders, covering it. Pieces of redness and frostbite on the old face.

On the arms and on the exposed big toes, there are frostbite. It can be seen that the begging work that is usually done in the wild every day has the miserable life that has not gone on.

Just dare to give him a temper!

The black cat had nowhere to go in the stomach. If it was not for the attention, he would choke off this nasty stinking beggar early in the morning.

He shrank, wrapped himself under the hood, and the black cat sat next to him, ignoring the old beggar, and stared at the side of the carriage.

He was very nervous. He had to control Miss Qiao's body as soon as possible after changing his soul. He must not let her run away ...?

It was said that at a later time, between a few thoughts of the black cat, Mu Xun's soul-changing charm had been turned into a black light, and he suddenly came to the tree.

Mu Yan's heartbeat almost jumped out of his chest!

Qiaomu's little hand held by her mother suddenly froze, and she sat upright with her back suddenly, her eyes suddenly staring at Prince Mo next to the carriage.

A trace of intermittent blood dripped abruptly from the corner of her mouth.

Suddenly, Qiao Zhongbang and his wife were almost scared away!

"Qiaoqiao?" Wei Ziqin exclaimed.

"Sister !!!" Qiao Lin grabbed Qiao Mu's small hand.

The arbor was slack, leaning back violently, and his head was about to hit a corner of the small coffee table.

Mo Lian's eyes narrowed, the figure rushed to her side very quickly, and reached out to support her little head.

"Jojo?"

"sister!"

"Quick! Come back home!" Qiao Zhongbang called in a panic.

"Back to the wind, go and tell Cao Laoyu Yi to come."

"Your Highness!"

"His Royal Highness, Mu Yan fainted behind the carriage."

"Throw away!"

(End of this chapter)