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Chapter 4416: Anomaly

Qiao Mu secretly glanced at him, her small expression serious, not revealing her true nature as "Qiao who loves gossip." Her face was stern, indicating, "Say it or don't say it, I don't care."

Young Master Ding slowly walked forward, a smile playing on his lips. "To say I don't hate him would definitely be a lie. It's just, I thought I hated him terribly, but then I met him again."

He shrugged helplessly. "It seems it was just like that."

"You're right, indifference. That's how I feel when I see Long Chuyu. No feeling is the biggest feeling."

Qiao Mu turned her head, looking at Young Master Ding with an expression that implied she had more to say, but then stopped herself.

"What, you want to comfort me?"

Qiao Mu coldly gave him a roll of her eyes. "You're overthinking it."

She took a step forward, deliberately stepping hard to make a small hole.

Peach Blossom Immortal Venerable shook his small golden fan, smiling faintly. "Everyone has their own story. Qiao Qiao being so fond of listening to stories isn't a good habit, you know."

Her curious nature would surely lead to her being tricked one day!

Mo Lian glanced at him sideways. "What do you want to say?"

Peach Blossom Immortal Venerable jabbed his chin towards Mo Lian, his eyes flicking to Young Master Ding in front.

"If Qiao Qiao wants to talk to him, then let her talk."

Peach Blossom Immortal Venerable scoffed. "You're truly generous."

"She knows her limits."

Peach Blossom Immortal Venerable couldn't help but roll his eyes, continuing to sow discord. "Unfortunately, whether others know their limits is unknown."

Mo Lian gave him a sideways look. A fierce, tiny Mo Lian popped out in his mind, wielding a hammer, hammering away like a whack-a-mole game—thump-thump-thump, thump-thump-thump, eighteen continuous hammers... He smacked all the constantly popping up figures: Qin Da, Qin Er, Ding Yun, Ming Yasi, including Feng Chen, Feng Changqing, and a string of other random people!

Especially that group of Phoenix clan members who had been indoctrinated with the concept of "male concubines" by Feng Heping, Mo Lian held his little hammer, vigorously pounding on Feng Changqing and Feng Changfei's big heads!

You want to marry Qiao Qiao, I'll whack you to death, whack you to death!

Peach Blossom Immortal Venerable, seeing him not speaking, couldn't help but glance at him sideways, only to see him staring at himself with a strange expression.

"What kind of look is that?"

Mo Lian silently turned his head and walked away. After a few steps, he couldn't help but cover his face with his hand. How could he have such strange and childish thoughts?

Wait, why did it feel like something was missing from that mole hole?

"Husband! Peach Blossom!" Qiao Mu suddenly turned and waved vigorously at them. "It seems there's a barrier here; we can't get through."

"Be careful, the space on this island is unusual."

Mo Lian and Feng Chen floated towards her, one after the other. Suddenly, they saw the snow layer beneath the little poker-faced girl's feet abruptly collapse, and she instantly plunged downwards.

Young Master Ding, standing closest to her, instinctively reached out to grab her wrist, wanting to pull her up. However, Qiao Qiao's descent was so rapid that he missed, his heart pounding. Without a second thought, he jumped down after her.

"Qiao Qiao!" Mo Lian and Feng Chen exclaimed in unison.

"Oh no, it seems there's a spatial array here!" Feng Changqing cried out in alarm. "Everyone, be careful!"

No sooner had he spoken than several people suddenly fell into the underground snow pit.

"Miss Sikong." Mu Xingchen turned and saw the ground give way beneath Sikong Fuling's feet.

Just as she was about to ascend, everyone saw a withered vine shoot out from underground, wrapping around her ankle. Mu Xingchen reached out and grabbed her arm, immediately feeling an irresistible force pulling him, and he also fell down with Sikong Fuling.