My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

Chapter 296 1.296

See it! The mystery she had previously liked ...

The little boy strove **** his limbs, struggling to catch up with the mysterious skill covered in thick void in the void.

Seeing that his hands were about to hold the mystery, Qiaomu's little face finally showed a little look of expectation.

Suddenly, a cold rectangular iron box fell from the sky and fell heavily into her outstretched hands. Somehow, her heavy arms sank a few inches with her weak arms.

Qiao's expectation instantly froze on the small face, and a face was paralyzed at this point.

God!

What the **** is this?

This cool Qinqin iron box doesn't have any openings at all, it doesn't look like a box with mysterious skills at all.

It is like a rectangular iron goblet, which is completely poured together, and there is no gap between them.

Qiaomu's face turned blue, as if he took a hot potato, and quickly threw it away.

Just the next second, she felt a sense of being pulled out of the void.

Finished!

Time is up! !!

Ah—baby Joe instantly felt that he must have been possessed by the mold god!

She came in for two full hours, but took out only a tattered book ...

The little guy felt his poor heart and was hurt ten million times!

She was quickly sent out to listen to Fengge Pavilion, and as soon as she landed, she saw Master Murong's grinning face.

Immediately all the grievances flowed up, da da da rushed forward, and bumped into Murong's arms.

"What's wrong?" Murong was startled, and before he could talk, the whole Rune returned to normal slightly.

The round bracelet key was disengaged from the rune and bounced to Murong Xun's hand.

At the same time, a weird iron box was thrown out of the formation. Seeing that it would hit the back of the little guy, Murong hurriedly reached out to grab it.

Classmate Qiao hung his head low, and slapped the iron box with a slump. "Master, let's go."

Uh, how come there is an iron box in Fengge? Looking at the appearance of the little guy, it seems that the harvest is not rich.

Would n’t it be that I picked this tin box?

When Master ’s nature was not good, she hit her again, holding her all the way away from Cang Xuefeng, and Murong Xuan carefully asked, “Are you, have you noticed, how many floors? Have you seen the numbers on the crystal table?”

"Six." Classmate Qiao was not interested in speaking, lying on Murong's shoulders, hesitated.

No matter who entered the treasure building, in the end somehow picked a broken thing out, the mood will not be too wonderful, but also managed to enter a few floors.

She was embarrassed to tell Murong Xu that in addition to this iron box, she also picked a broken book.

However, Murongxue looked down at his apprentice with a strange look, and smiled happily. "It's all right, it doesn't matter if you don't find anything good today, there are opportunities in the future."

Sending the child back to the first peak, Murong Xun took her little hand and returned her to her own courtyard.

This is a good thing for disciple disciples. Each disciple can be assigned an independent small courtyard. Although it is not large, the living room, study room, and even the alchemy room are all available.

Murong Xun knew that the young apprentice was coming, and the things in the room had been prepared two months ago. Just live in here.

After appeasing the little fellow, Murong Xun hurried to the main peak to talk to the suzerain, and then left the small courtyard of the tree.

(End of this chapter)