My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

5272-White

"Why the boss is so confused." Mu Jingyang Mu Jinglogi sighed.

The seventh uncle Mu Jingrui was also very calm. He shook his head and took out a wooden box to open it. He took out a piece of life card.

Mu Woods called out, "No, right? That uncle now, now he, isn't he?"

Corpse? Everyone came up with two words in their hearts.

Mu Jingrui threw the box into the iron cage and sighed, "Brother is confused."

Mu Jingfeng suddenly rushed over, but was stopped by the iron fence.

He squeezed between the iron fence, a deformed face, and pressed firmly on the iron pillar, two eyes could hardly roll, staring at the tree like this.

"I, take me ... me, with you, mother ... together ... burial." Mu Jingfeng rushed over and stared at the tree, just to say such a difficult sentence.

Everyone was startled and looked at him in amazement.

Can the corpse be sober?

What does this mean? It means that the means of Tianyun may be completely upgraded.

In the future, will the corpses they make still retain the will of the people in their lifetimes, or ... all with thought.

In that case, it will become more difficult to deal with.

The corpse's invasion of the sword, coupled with a mind capable of thinking, and the world of the practitioners, are they afraid of competing for strengths?

Qiaomu looked at him coldly, and in those eyes that saw the bones but no figure, Mu Jingfeng's incomplete and mutated body was clearly reflected.

Everyone saw that Mu Jingfeng, who was a corpse puppet, actually ... snored very humanly.

When they saw the icy cold light in the eyes of the little homeowner, they felt a little bit cold in their hearts.

it's too cold!

The eyes of the little homeowner were horribly ruthless.

"You don't deserve it." She spit out these three words coldly, but each word seemed to be heavy, hitting **** everyone's heart.

Poor Mu Jingfeng has no eyelids at this time. If not, his eyelids will probably tremble a bit.

He didn't even rotate those two black bean-like eyes at this moment, but stared at the trees slackly.

"Mu Jingfeng, until the end of life, I, my mother, eternal life will never forgive you."

"You don't deserve to be buried with her. Look at yourself, this dead bone, this disgusting Barra's body. Would you mind staining her eyes?"

"Before you die, you don't have to behave like this. You don't trust her and don't love her at all. You have no place to match her from head to toe, including your hair. You! No chance, see her for the last time! "

Facet paralysis, this venomous anomaly, shook everyone's heart.

The elders looked at her with shocked eyes.

The homeowner Mu Cang shook his hand and even trembled slightly.

They didn't know what words to use to describe the shock in their hearts at the moment.

The facet paralysis was ruthless and ruthless, almost choking everyone.

The old man looked back again and saw that Mu Jingfeng had stopped shaking, and hung silently on the iron pillar, with a pair of dark eyes, staring at the small face paralyzed and turned away.

"Jingfeng." The old man held his cane and burst into tears.

This is his own son, who was raised by his side and was raised from childhood to now. He is always sad when sending white hair to black people.

(End of this chapter)