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Chapter 4613: 5.0365 Startled

The little plump squirrel, perched on Qiao Mu's shoulder, stomped its tiny paws but was held down by her hand.

"Don't move."

"Cheep-cheep." The little plump squirrel wagged its eight furry tails. "Master, master, I've recovered eight tails!" Its implication was, I'm already very powerful, I can protect my master well!

Qiao Mu, however, still shook her head. "You're too small. Stay here. We can handle things here." If it weren't for letting Cheep Cheep scavenge, Qiao Mu wouldn't have let it out. In this place teeming with corpse poison, if anything went wrong, she would regret it too late. She had to protect her little companions well.

The little plump squirrel couldn't help but blink: [Master subconsciously thinks I'm very weak, very weak, very weak...]

Even in Master's eyes, the group of little cute creatures around her are very, very, very weak.

No matter how powerful they could show themselves to be before, once they were labeled as "cute creatures" by their master, they were included in the "protected species" list by the little master.

The little plump squirrel looked down at its furry little body: [Should I get a little bigger?]

Before it could think further, a series of urgent whistles echoed through the air.

Qiao Mu looked up and saw the white-robed figure had already leaped down from the rooftop. From a distance, he had a scholarly air, like a graceful literatus, but up close… he looked quite wretched. His face was pitted and scarred, not a good patch of skin to be found, and after two previous battles, the relatively intact long hair of this Zither-Playing Corpse Puppet had now been halved.

Actually, when that person was standing on the rooftop, Qiao Mu recognized him at a glance. The main reason was that this person was too eye-catching, and among those they had recently encountered, he was the only cultured corpse puppet who played the zither. He was simply too easy to identify!

The Zither-Playing Corpse Puppet was back, and he had even rallied such a large group of "subordinates" to besiege and eradicate them. He's truly a vengeful creature, Qiao Mu thought. She then turned to Duan Yue and said, "Kill."

Duan Yue nodded, exchanging a look with Feng Chen. The two instantly surged forward with extreme speed, simultaneously striking one after another, darting towards the Zither-Playing Corpse Puppet's neck.

On the other side, Qi Xuanxuan's hands were a little soft from killing. She couldn't help but grasp her frying pan and vigorously shake her small arms.

"Fatty! Quick, come pull me up," Qi Xuanxuan called out, panting heavily, and seized the opportunity to plop down. Fortunately, they had the foresight to bring thirty thousand members of the Sky-Slaying Transport battle group for the encirclement. Otherwise, their own group would have been besieged by the corpse puppet army. This small fishing village actually had so many corpse puppets hidden underground; it was truly an eye-opener.

Qiao Mu, holding the little plump squirrel, kicked aside a pile of white bones obstructing her path and took a few steps forward, staring intently at Duan Yue and Feng Chen, who were fiercely battling the Zither-Playing Corpse Puppet. The two, working together, held a steady advantage. The Zither-Playing Corpse Puppet had long since gained intelligence, and now, under the attack of such powerful enemies, it had already begun to contemplate retreating.

The more Qiao Mu watched, the more alarmed she became. Not many days had passed since this Zither-Playing Corpse Puppet first attacked them on the sea, but this corpse puppet's abilities had advanced by leaps and bounds! It was as if it had taken some super potency pill. What kind of ghostly thing could make a corpse puppet's rank surge so powerfully?

As Qiao Mu was deep in thought, she suddenly felt a gust of strong wind sweep over her head. She heard the exclamations of Duan Yue and Feng Chen, "Qiao Qiao, quickly get out of the way!"