My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker!

Brother Tu himself was unable to comprehend how he, who was clearly such a powerful level-four spiritual cultivator, had been beaten into a pit by a mystic cultivator missy?

It was impossible just thinking about it!

Unless this girl had first taken some kind of spiritual medicine!

Normal people would sense that their mystic energy was getting depleted after punching someone several times at full strength. They would then at least try to save up on it afterwards.

But this girl? For 26 punches straight, she…

But it seemed like there was more than that. Brother Tu himself had yet to confirm how many times this girl had punched him afterwards.

With every punch of hers done at full strength, what kind of monster was she? Wouldn’t her mystic niche dry up after depleting so much mystic energy?

Who would dare to overwork their mystic niches. Wasn’t she afraid that her mystic niche would fracture and her mystic meridians wpuld get damaged, thus affecting her future cultivation?

Right now, he could empathize with Old Monkey’s feelings back then.

It wasn’t that Old Monkey didn’t want to kill this girl, but his ability had fallen short, which was what was happening to him right now.

He released his spiritual beast, the fire spiritual sparrow. However, after making an appearance, it got suppressed by the inexplicable sacred beast aura coming from the little lady’s body.

At this time, it only dared to shiver while squatting in a corner, abandoning any thoughts of combat.

Everything about this girl gave off a strangeness that everyone found wicked.

Old Monkey’s group of companions were unable to smile anymore at this time.

They looked on helplessly as that girl lifted out Brother Tu by the scruff of his neck from the pits.

“I want to ask you something.”

“Uh, cough.” Brother Tu only felt his throat turning incredibly dry, and his limbs hung loosely by his side.

After repeatedly withstanding that girl’s whirlwind of fists, he felt that both forearms had already gotten totalled!

“Where is Fan Qiuhe.” Although the girl’s voice sounded crisp, it gave people an inexplicable chill.

Where is Fan Qiuhe?” She forced these words out from her teeth as she enunciated each syllable. It made people feel a bone-piercing chill.

Fan Qiuhe? Cough. Cough, cough! Brother Tu shook his head, but then he could feel an intense pain assaulting his other arm in the next second.

The little lady twisted his left arm without any mercy as she continued to interrogate crisply, “Where have you hidden Fan Qiuhe.”

“I-I really didn’t hide, hide him! He-he is Fan-Fan…!” Before Brother Tu could finish speaking, an arrow from out of the blue shot him in the chest. He widened his eyes in disbelief and just flopped face-down into that deep pit.

A blood curdling intent surfaced from Qiao Mu’s body, and she abruptly turned her head to leave.

Yet Eldest Qin’s terrified shout of “Watch out, Qiaoqiao” had already reached her ears.

Qiao Mu instantly felt her body lighten. In the blink of an eye, a pair of claws had clutched her small figure that had been enveloped in the water spiritual barrier before soaring high up into the sky.

At the same time, Mo Lian and Duan Yue had quickly headed over to where they had detected Qiao Mu and the others’ presences.

They just so happen to see this sight, and they promptly yelled in fright, “Qiaoqiao.”

The two people rushed forward with indescribable surprise. They had no time to greet Situ Yi and the others as they rapidly flitted past the crowd one after the other to chase in the direction of where Qiao Mu had vanished.

Qiao Mu’s shoulders had been restricted by a black, double-headed crow, which kept ascending upwards in the sky.

Her small legs were dangling inside the water spiritual barrier. Yet Qiao Mu maintained her composure with solemn eyes.

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