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Chapter 4052: Wishful Thinking

Qiao Mu put away her long sword, holding the little white squirrel that had leaped into her arms. She slowly walked to the three archers, her face expressionless, and looked at them. "Do you have any more trump cards? Bring them all out at once."

They had waited for her for so long in this civilian farmhouse courtyard; she didn't believe these people would have no follow-up moves.

No follow-up moves wouldn't be characteristic of a trap set by her old opponent.

When that person made a move, it was always extremely sharp.

And after several encounters, that person should have known by now that with her abilities, these mere five hundred people couldn't defeat her.

They shouldn't do something so foolish and pointless.

Mo Lian and Feng Chen had already thoroughly searched the entire courtyard, front and back. They now came out and shook their heads at her, indicating that they hadn't found anything.

Two of the archers suddenly shrieked as they were pulled through the air by a suction force, falling into Feng Chen's and Mo Lian's hands respectively.

Qiao Mu watched the last archer standing before her with an expressionless face, her voice cold and calm as she asked, "Still not going to speak?"

"You, you! What do you want me to say?" The man trembled uncontrollably, clearly on the verge of fainting from fright.

His gaze involuntarily flickered towards his two companions. Those two had already had their souls searched and were now sitting on the ground like idiots, their faces fixed in foolish grins.

Seeing this, the man's hair stood on end, and he couldn't stop shaking.

Soul-searching was definitely the torture every cultivator dreaded most.

The man instinctively retreated a few steps, his gaze shifting from terror to calm, then a hint of extreme madness appeared in his eyes.

"You won't know how Master will deal with you next."

His face began to twist wildly. "Even if you can tame beasts and kill all of us here, you yourself can't escape this inescapable net!"

Qiao Mu's expressionless face seemed to provoke the man before her; he shrieked, "Why aren't you afraid?"

Earlier, he had been scared half to death by those venomous insects and scorpions.

He felt that if he could see a look of terror and unease on the stoic's face before he died, then he could truly die in peace.

Qiao Mu looked at him with a cold expression and said, "The inescapable net you speak of, could it be these spell arrays?"

Qiao Mu pointed to the crisscrossing confinement spell arrays that had suddenly appeared above her head.

A few streaks of mockery flashed in her eyes.

"If it's just these?" Qiao Mu glanced at him indifferently. "Then they truly can't deal with me."

"Hahahahahahaha!" The man suddenly laughed maniacally, pulling out a jade talisman from his怀里 and screaming, "What do you know? This farmhouse courtyard is surrounded by our people!"

"As soon as someone inside sends a signal! We'll all die together! Hahahahahahaha!"

He shrieked, "I..."

Then, he stared blankly as the little white squirrel, which had flown like lightning to him, snatched the jade talisman from his hand, and leaped back onto Qiao Mu's shoulder.

The man stood rooted to the spot in shock, then suddenly screamed at the top of his lungs, "Shoot!!"

As a massive tremor resounded, Qiao Mu raised her hand to form a powerful gust of wind, pulling everyone and all the little beasts into the Peach Blossom Star at an incredibly fast speed.

At the same time, the defensive barrier set up by Mo Lian and the other outside instantly disintegrated, and countless divine stones were bombarded onto the location.