Chapter 113: The sick prince is too clingy (34)

  Chapter 113 The sick prince is too clingy (34)

  Fortunately, she had prepared some good things before, otherwise, she would have to end up in person.

   hacked a batch to death, Shibei frowned when he saw another batch coming from behind.

   "Master, there are a lot of people, so your subordinates will protect you and Miss Su before you leave."

  Duanmuhan's expression was slightly cold, considering Su Qiao's safety, after thinking about it, he pulled her out of the carriage.

"and many more."

  Standing on the horse car, looking at the people in Tsing Yi who kept running from behind, Su Qiao took out a small paper bag from the embroidered bag, and, apart from anything else, she threw it out with internal force.

   Then he quickly took out a peanut candy from the big waist pouch hanging around his waist, and threw it out without even aiming.

  Only hearing a ‘swish’, the peanut candy with inner strength just hit the khaki paper bag in the air.

  Suddenly, white powder of medicine was flying all over the sky.

  ‘Ah...ahhh...’

  All the people in Tsing Yi who got the powdered medicine fell on the ground with their swords and swords in their hands, one by one, as if they had been poured with hot oil, they all covered their faces and screamed.

  Su Qiao didn't seem to hear their screams, and with no expression, he took out several small paper bags.

  "Little...Miss?"

  Spring painting opened her mouth wide in shock.

  She suddenly felt that the young lady in front of her was strange.

  Su Qiao suddenly remembered that she has no internal strength, but spring painting has it!

   Busily handed her the little paper bag left in her hand: "Sister Chunhua, please help me to throw all these away so that they can't kill us."

"…it is good."

  Chunhua took it in a daze, and threw it one by one with internal force.

  And Su Qiao was responsible for throwing sugar, and within a short while, the Tsing Yi people fell down a lot.

  Shi Bei was stunned for a moment, and quickly greeted him back.

  Who knew that Miss Su could not distinguish her own person?

  A quarter of an hour later, the people of Tsing Yi were almost wiped out.

   Those who screamed before, quickly twitched and lay on the ground without making a sound.

  The remaining ones who were still struggling and howling were quickly wiped their necks by Shi Bei's command.

   "Master, this...?"

   Looking at a corpse, even Shi Bei was a little creepy.

  In his eyes, Su Qiao was just an ordinary woman who was beautiful and a little clever, but now...

  A few packets of powdered medicine killed so many people.

  Not even a quarter of an hour before or after.

  The little girl is still staring with a pair of beautiful and simple eyes, she doesn't feel scared at all, she seems to be used to such a scene, and is more calm than he is used to seeing life and death.

  Shibei's gaze couldn't help but secretly glanced at Su Qiao's body.

   Could it be that when this Miss Su was at the border, she often followed her father General Su on the battlefield?

Although Duanmuhan was a little surprised, he was not too surprised.

  When Su Qiao said that she could deal with the poison of the alien that had long been lost, he guessed that she should be very good at poison.

  I just didn’t expect that in the face of such a scene, not only was she not afraid of stage fright at all, she was also so simple and neat.

  If this were another woman, she would have passed out screaming long ago.

  Before, he was still faintly worried that if she knew something she had done, would she think she was too cruel and resist herself...

  He actually ran into a baby.

  Duan Muhan curled his lips slightly, and hugged the people around him in his arms: "Qiaoqiao, you are really amazing."

  Su Qiao pushed him away, and raised his chin somewhat triumphantly: "I said long ago, I'm very powerful, now you believe I can protect you, right?"

   Hmph, he always doubted this lady's ability without showing his hand.

  Duanmuhan smiled, and touched her head with a petting look in his eyes: "Well, I believe, I believed it before, but I didn’t expect my Qiaoqiao to be so powerful.

  The spring painting really couldn’t stand it anymore, and he stopped talking: "Miss, do you remember what the general said? You...you...?"

  (End of this chapter)