Chapter 4459: 5.0211 Don't Want to Talk to You All
Though Mo Lian didn't speak, the glimmering amusement in his eyes already betrayed his current mood.
One had to know, when they first entered this illusion array, seeing an overwhelming number of "Qiao Qiaos" pounce on them, tearing, pulling, violently robbing them, the feeling was truly a mix of emotions.
"Pfft." Qiuqiu couldn't help but let out a chuckle, but as soon as her eyes met her master's cool gaze, she immediately put on her serious treant face.
"What exactly was it?" Qiao Mu looked at the two helplessly.
She didn't believe that the two of them, working together, couldn't get out of a small illusion array.
They must have stayed there because they made some strange discovery.
Mo Lian held her hands, smiling as he watched her. "You might not believe it. Alas, these Qiao Qiaos who look exactly like you are all mechanical puppets."
"Ah?" Qiao Mu opened her mouth in surprise. "Mechanical puppets?"
"Yes, they're mechanical puppets crafted from deep-sea profound crystal," Mo Lian nodded with certainty.
"Speaking of which, the craftsmanship of these mechanical puppets is truly excellent."
"Yes, yes, they're so flexible, rushing forward to strip clothes and rob. Ah, it was simply unbelievable," Peach Blossom Immortal Venerable sighed, spreading his hands.
Grand Master Qiao Qiao maintained a cold expression, acting as if she hadn't heard Peach Blossom's muttered comment.
"Mm, I see," she concluded the conversation, then turned with an expressionless face. "Go find Wushuang."
Mo Lian couldn't help but smile, pressing his lips together to suppress his amusement. He quickly walked to the little one's side and took her hand. "Qiao Qiao, if you saw those mechanical puppets, you'd definitely like them."
He leaned in slightly, exhaling softly near her ear. "I like them a lot too."
They were simply adorable to the point of making one bleed from the nose. So many Qiao Qiaos, swarming everywhere, crawling up and down, it was truly amusing.
Qiao Mu only felt his hot breath on her ear, warm against her skin. Her expression unchanged, she glanced at him sideways, subtly retracting her hands into her sleeves, and walked forward.
For a moment, her earlobes felt a little warm.
Mo Lian couldn't help but smile.
Seeing her not speak, he continued to tease her intentionally. "Qiao Qiao, turn and look at me! Qiao Qiao, don't panic. Even though there are over a hundred Qiao Qiaos, I can recognize you at first glance. I'd never make a mistake."
"Qiao Qiao, guess how many Qiao Qiaos there actually are."
"Qiao Qiao, I suspect this secret realm has an owner."
Qiao Mu finally stopped, turning to him with an unperturbed expression. "Are you saying ancestor Tianjizi isn't dead yet?"
"It's possible."
"Impossible," Qiao Mu shook her head.
"Why do you say that?" Mo Lian asked with a smile.
"A woman's intuition."
The Crown Prince turned his head and exchanged glances with Peach Blossom Immortal Venerable.
The Immortal Venerable immediately, without much integrity, spoke first. "I believe you, Qiao Qiao. Qiao Qiao's intuition is very accurate."
Mo Lian was speechless.
The little treant bounced up and down. "Quick, right up ahead! I already feel the aura of the princess and the others."
The three then quickened their pace and rushed forward.
On the hillside, clusters of light pink flowers bloomed, each only the size of a thumb. They stretched as far as the eye could see, making it seem as if they had entered a pink world.
Mo Lian, Qiao Mu, and Feng Chen quickly reached the front, where they saw Fu San and Wushuang being besieged by a large number of wooden puppets.
There were hundreds of wooden puppets, and crucially, their limbs were incredibly flexible. They actually fought in groups with practiced ease, each move overflowing with spiritual energy and delivering continuous powerful strikes.