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3.472 Prince Mo, it's too much!

But that's true, who hasn't changed a little after that...

"My Qiao Qiao." Yang Xirong hugged her junior nephew and almost burst into tears.

All kinds of concerns, anxiety, anxiety and discomfort in my heart have turned into tenderness and faint joy at this moment.

She raised her hand and stroked her little head, and said softly, "Uncle Master will have no regrets in his life to see you again. Even if he gets down immediately, he can see Master and Senior Sister."

"Uncle Second Master, what are you talking nonsense?" Qiao Mu grabbed her head hard and said with an unhappy look, "You all will be safe in the future, nothing will happen."

Yang Xirong nodded in order to smile, "Okay."

Everyone moved upstairs, and they almost filled a large wing room, but they could not get in.

Qiao Mu's eyes flashed, he looked up at Qi Xuanxuan and others who were being squeezed outside, and coughed lightly, "Or, let's talk about it in another place."

"Hmm?" Yang Xirong was stunned, "Where is changing?"

There are no two hundred disciples of the Shenshui Sect in this room!

Qiao Mu raised his head and shouted at Mo Lian outside the door, "Husband, can you set up a defensive barrier on these three floors? You can't let any idle people enter!"

"Okay." Mo Lian immediately knew what Qiao Qiao was going to do, so she naturally agreed.

He raised his hand and glanced at Feng Chen and Xiao Taisui beside him, "Help reinforce it!"

Feng Chen also understood, but Xiao Taisui was stunned. Although she didn't understand, she had movements on her hands.

The three of them joined forces to set up three defensive barriers.

In fact, no one can break the defensive barrier set by Mo Lian.

However, this matter is of great importance. For safety reasons, Prince Mo still kept a hand and allowed Feng Chen and Xiao Taisui to strengthen it twice based on his defensive barrier.

In this way, even mosquitoes and flies cannot fly in. If someone wants to force a breakthrough, he can be said to be seeking death on his own!

On the other side, it felt like the second uncle Yang Xirong, who was pressed over his head by a huge rock falling from the sky, was wearing a pretty face with a black bottom of the pot, and her whole body was a little petrified!

Husband??

What the hell is this?

Too much!

This brat hasn't seen him for several years, but he actually lied to her Qiao Qiao and called her husband?

Yang Xirong looked down upon her face.

To be precise, except for Yu Gui and a few others, the small faces of the disciples of the Shenshui Sect became even more stern.

"Your Highness, Prince Mo, it's too much!" Yang Xirong hummed with a cold face, "Don't look at my Qiao Qiao being young, I just wanted to trick her into boarding the pirate ship! In the past, it was because we Qiao Qiao had no sisters around us, so we were so easily deceived by you! Now... Humph! With her uncle, I am here, don't even think about lying to her to call those messy ghost titles!"

Feng Chen was laughing with a look of good show.

Prince Mo walked forward from the separated crowd without expression, and bowed respectfully to Yang Xirong, "Second Master, Qiao Qiao and I have married!"

"What??"

Everyone was in an uproar!

His eyes were staring at the man in front of him with a pair of eyes burning.

Yes! This guy is indeed quite good-looking and looks so gorgeous, but this does not mean that he can just kidnap their Qiao Qiao?
Chapter completed!
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