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a good show

Mu Yingying was shocked, her eyes suddenly widened, and she stared at the ghost-like face with a smile, and she suddenly felt as if she was suffocating.

The wrist that was slowly turned... hurt, and the pain came bit by bit.

Mu Shishi turned her hand gently, and an electric current surged from her arm. She raised her eyes slightly and twisted her fingers suddenly with a 'click' sound.

An arm instantly separated from the body, and the charred arm fell to the ground with thick black smoke...

The instant separation made Mu Yingying completely dumbfounded. She stared at the blackened arm, completely unaware of what was happening.

Bai Ying covered her mouth, but in the blink of an eye, the third lady's arm fell off, and it looked like it had been burned by fire.

Quiet, very quiet.

The morning sun became fierce, shining through the window on everything in the room.

The only sound in the whole yard was the rustling of leaves in the wind, which was strange and bloodthirsty.

A strong burning smell came from the room, startling a group of people passing by Miaoquyuan.

"This courtyard has a strong smell of burning. General Mu won't go in and take a look." The man in white smiled like a spring breeze. After finishing his words, he looked up and looked at the three characters "Miaoquyuan" written in front of the courtyard door.

Miaoquyuan, the courtyard where the eldest daughter of the Mu family lives, has a strong burning smell, but the murderous aura is even stronger!

"The Eighth Prince is laughing, my little girl is playing tricks, maybe she is planning something else." Mu Yun glanced towards the inside of the Wonderful Museum, and saw that it was very calm, so he turned around and said with a smile.

"Oh?" Yan Chenluo was dubious.

In my memory, the eldest daughter of the Mu family was notoriously lazy in addition to being a nymphomaniac, and the strong murderous aura in this strong burning smell could not be dispersed even by the breeze.

"Ah..." A sharp scream came from within the room.

Mu Yun was stunned and turned to look at the yard. The voice was his precious daughter!

"Shishi..." Mu Yun realized that there was still time to greet the prince beside him, and ran into the courtyard at a trot.

"Shi Shi?" Yan Chenluo murmured from behind and walked quickly towards the courtyard.

General Mu had four daughters, but none of them was named Shishi. Judging from General Mu's anxious look, it was obvious that the person he was talking about was very important to him.

Unexpectedly, besides Mu Miaomiao, General Mu also has an important daughter.

"Poetry...poetry..." Mu Yun hurriedly ran to the door, shouted, and entered the room.

It's just... As soon as one foot stepped in, the other foot froze, and even the shouting voice was stuck in the throat...
Chapter completed!
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