My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

Chapter 125 1.125 Siege 2

The carriage did not stop, and Qiao Wenjuan's mood at this time could only be described as "exploded."

The grievances and grudges in my heart have almost reached the apex, and they are about to overflow!

These people really didn't wait for her? It was really so cruel, she threw her directly to the corpse corps, regardless of her life and death!

Speaking of it, if it wasn't for Qiaomu who had let her be bitten by a poisoned squirrel before watching her so unlucky without intervening in affairs, would she leave the crowd in anger and go to the depths of the forest alone?

Qiao Zhongbang guessed nothing wrong.

After Qiao Wenjuan left, he wandered in the forest for a long time and was tired. He sat down and wanted to rest for a while, but he fell asleep.

She was awakened by suffocation and suffocation. When she opened her eyes, a magnified rotten face was right in front of her eyes, and even when she was scared, she almost passed out.

She didn't know where the energy came from. She pushed the corpse around her neck away, then looked intently, and there were hundreds of slow-moving corpses surrounding her position.

When she ran back all the way to the place where the carriage was parked, she never expected her relatives to turn around and leave indifferently!

Qiao Wenjuan chased the carriage like crazy, she never knew that one day she could burst out of the carriage in an instant!

In the car, Wei Ziqin grabbed Qiao Mu's small hand nervously, "Qiao Qiao, she caught up!"

"Don't worry." Qiao Mu gave an indifferent glance at Qiao Wenjuan who was chasing wildly, and she had little patience left and was completely worn away by this woman.

"Stay here." Qiao Mu ordered, and turned over from the carriage sideways, squatting on the roof of the car and squinting at Qiao Wenjuan panting.

Qiao Wenjuan bit her cheeks, and her face was blue and purple. When she was three or four steps away from the carriage, she suddenly flung forward and hung directly on Uncle Qiao.

Uncle Qiao was caught off guard and almost slammed into the car by the force of her shock. Fortunately, he clasped the stables, tried to control the horses, and had to deal with the crazy Qiao Wenjuan.

"Wenjuan, what are you doing? Go into the carriage." Qiao Zhongbang struck the horse next to the carriage, screaming anxiously.

Qiao Mu lifted his wrist and cocked it, letting it go. He shot the corpses that had run around the neck one or two and shot them out.

"Juaner." The old woman lifted the curtain with both hands, but the curtain was tilted backwards without opening herself because of the bumpy carriage.

Wei Ziqin reached out to the old lady and said, "Mother, sit still and don't move around."

"Go away!" The old woman shouted angrily. "You guys who have no conscience, leave me Juaner and run away alone! Help her in soon."

Qiao Mu suddenly jumped off the roof of the car, banged an elbow on the back of Qiao Wenjuan, "roll down."

"Ah!" Qiao Wenjuan hugged Qiao Zhongxing so tightly that he turned back to stare at Qiao Mu, and Mars was about to pop out of his eyes.

"You are a dead girl! You must not die!" Qiao Wenjuan screamed.

Unexpectedly, looking back, the little girl's eyes locked on her body like a whirlpool of reincarnation, lingering in circles, Heisensen's kind of endless weirdness.

"You're right! I have to die once. This time, I will not give anyone such a chance!" Qiao Mu kicked Qiao Wenjuan's head, "Go!"

Qiao Wenjuan screamed.

Seeing anxious, Granny Qiao got out of the carriage and reached forward to pull Arbor's arm.

(End of this chapter)