Chapter 2212: 5.658 Can't stand it!

Chapter 2212 5.658 Can't stand it!
From the moment he entered the pigpen, he had already noticed that he couldn't lift a trace of spiritual power, let alone jump up, and it was so difficult to escape.
Mo Kun was too scared. At that moment, he just felt that he looked so small in the heavens and the earth, as weak as a little ant.
As if the other person can step him flat with just one foot.
"Xiao, Xiaotang, I am wrong, I know it is wrong, don't embarrass me. I and I will never give my cousin a beauty again." Mo Kun burst into tears A horrified look at Arbor.
Whoever gives beauty to the prince is a fool who lacks heart!
What kind of Hedong lion is this Prince?
See if this is just sent to more than a dozen beautiful women.
"Shut up!" Qiaomu took a hard shot on his shoulder.
The boy immediately slumped on the ground like a soft-footed shrimp.
Qiaomu pulled one of his arms vigorously, pulling hard and pulling.
Mo Kun screamed like a pig, only to feel that the whole arm was caught in the palm of others, and the back shear was raised high back, causing pain.
"What's it called?" Qiaomu patted him impatiently on the back of his neck, "Shut up for me."
Mo Kun's voice went down, and he just wanted to go home and hold his father to cry.
The prince is too fierce to marry this wife. In this nature, which man can bear it?
"Broken, broken, broken, prince, broken, broken, whine."
Mo Kun only felt that the entire arm did not belong to him anymore, and the pain of back-scissing kept rising.
Qiaomu took Mo Kun's arm and shook it vigorously.
"Guru"!
A small box rolled out of Mo Kun's sleeve and landed on the ground.
Qiaomu kicked and kicked the box up and landed in her hands.
"Ah, this is ... Princess, can't you grab me?"
"Slam!" Qiao Mu swept his sleeve across his face, Mo Kun pointed his head down, and "grunted" it.
Qiao Mu tossed the box in his hand, and glanced at the person lying on the ground with a contemptuous glance. "You can come to me at any time. But ... it's better to be short-lived."
The little guy threw the box into his inner circle, hummed, and walked to the Prince.
Molian reluctantly reached out and held her little hand. "What's in that box?"
The little fellow just went halfway and pulled him back again, originally for the box in Mo Kun's sleeve.
"Qiuqiu said this is a seed of snow ginseng fruit." The little man glanced at Mo Kun on the ground and looked up at Mo Lian, "I'll plant it for you."
Merlin nodded. "Delicious?"
"Well." Girl Qiao nodded her head. "It's better than Dongguo. Ordinary people can eat longer if they eat it often. When the grandmother's birthday is born, we just go home and give it to her!"
"Okay." Morin raised her hand with a smile and touched her little head.
The young couple held hands, this time they really left.
Standing aside, Zhang Wuxiang, who was slightly agitated, was about to get up and take some action, but Wu Jinyi, who closely watched her movements, stretched out her hand to hold it.
Wu Jin also lowered his voice to Zhang Wuxiang, "What are you doing?"
"This killed my mother, shouldn't I kill her to get revenge?"
(End of this chapter)