Chapter 4393 5.0145 Dream 1

Sikong Fuling's jaw was about to fall off. How could this Prince Mo look more shameless than when he was in Sikong?

So blatantly throwing dog food in front of her, who are you worthy of doing this?

"Wait a minute!!" Sikong Fuling suddenly thought of something, looked up and down the two of them, and his eyes were inexplicably strange.

"You, how, how is it possible?"

Hug together?

Strictly speaking, this is in Qiao Mu's dream, how could Prince Mo, as an alien spiritual body, hug Qiao Mu's soul body?

She had to calm down, exhale, inhale, exhale, and calm down her state of mind.

Sikong Fuling glared at him and saw the two of them hugging each other sticky together, so he couldn't help but fight each other, "Aren't you going? Look at this paralyzed face, there is so much fog and miasma here, now even There is no way out.”

Mo Lian hugged her daughter-in-law, turned her head and glared at Sikong Fuling, "You really have bad intentions."

Just now, he had clearly hugged Qiao Qiao, and in an instant the foreground was replaced.

It was probably because of the harassment of Sikong Fuling's flute that the two separated inexplicably.

Of course, Sikong Fuling couldn't admit it, and said with a cold face, "That's not because the paralyzed face is heavy on guard. Whose mist is so dense in her dreams that she can't even see the road clearly. ."

As he spoke, he felt as if something had hit his back.

Sikong Fuling was startled, she clenched the Nightmare Magic Flute in her hand and turned around, "Who?"

This paralyzed face wants to trick people again!

"Ah, I'm sorry Miss Sikong. Did you accidentally hurt you?" Mu Xingchen's voice drifted into her ears through the thick fog.

Sikong Fuling gritted his teeth in anger, thinking to himself: This scumbag with a paralyzed face made the place where she stood was especially foggy, and Mu Xingchen came behind her, and he was surprised at this moment.

"How did you come?"

"I see that time has passed for a long time, and neither you nor Mo Lian have come back, so they joined the battle in a hurry..."

Sikong Fuling took two deep breaths, then turned around and couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth.

It was clear that Mu Xingchen was standing behind her at this moment, but through the heavy fog and miasma, she could not even see a ghost.

Sikong Fuling could only continue to play the flute to explore the way, occasionally making a sound and saying to Mu Xingchen with a blank face, "Don't blame me for not reminding you. Your sister is a jerk who has made a mess of your dreams, messed up your dreams. If you don’t follow my flute sound honestly, if you can’t get out then, you will be locked in your sister’s dream forever.”

Mu Xingchen said quickly, "Don't worry, Miss Sikong, I have been following behind you."

"I don't know where my sister and brother-in-law went?"

"How do I know!" Sikong Fuling yelled at him angrily.

If she knew, what would she do with his poor mushrooms right now?

The moment he spoke to Mu Xingchen, Qiao Mu and Mo Lian both disappeared.

Sikong Fuling always had an impulse, and now he ran over to grab the paralyzed face, and kicked her to death with punches and kicks!

[I was really full, so I came here to run through the muddy water, ah ah ah! 】

"Let's go." Sikong Fuling whistled slightly, and then he noticed that thick fog was sweeping all around him.

So how dare she stop playing, and continue to use the nightmare magic flute to find a way out, only secretly scolding Qiao Mu in her heart for this swindle and harming people!

What did you say she was drawing?

She is a melon eater, isn't it good to eat melons while watching a movie?