4888

Chapter 4888: 5.0640 Troublesome

"You," Mo pointed at Qiao Mu, then at the soul fragment sitting cross-legged on the white lotus.

Only then did Qiao Mu realize what was going on.

No wonder this idiot kept pulling her and saying "there's you, there's you"; it turned out she wanted to tell her that a part of her soul existed here.

Why did I not feel even a slight stir just now, not detect it at all?

Qiao Mu felt puzzled.

Logically, with this soul fragment being so close to her, she should have noticed something.

Could it be that... a more powerful divine consciousness here completely shielded all divine consciousness within this space?

As she mused, the lake water "splashed," and a soaking wet head abruptly emerged from the water.

Qiao Mu met his gaze, and her small mouth involuntarily opened slightly.

This person looked so much like her Lotus, with eyes and brows like a painting, thin lips gently pressed together—he looked exactly the same.

Only his eyes were as clear and innocent as a fawn's, staring at her unblinkingly, as if sparkling with starlight.

Seeing him emerge from the water and lunge towards the lotus, seemingly reaching out to embrace her, Lord Qiao Qiao didn't say a word. She swiftly pulled back her hand and slapped him hard into the lake water.

A "splash" echoed, and soon the fellow's head emerged from the water, staring at her with a bewildered expression.

"Don't think you're my Lotus just because you look like him! Who exactly are you?! Why are you impersonating my Lotus?"

The fellow, soaking in the water, looked incredibly wronged, his pitiable little face staring at her for a moment before he actually started shedding tears.

Qiao Mu silently pulled out an image talisman and saved the image of "Mo Lian" shedding tears.

The little poker-faced girl subconsciously reached up and touched her belly, thinking to herself: Baby, Mother has saved a silly image of your father shedding golden beans; I'll show it to you later.

Many years later, Mo Lian would be mocked by his own child for many years—but that's a story for another time.

"You hit me!" At this moment, the pitiful "Mo Lian" was looking at Qiao Mu with an accusing, pitiable gaze.

"Speak! Who are you!" Qiao Mu barked. "Mo Lian's" slender body trembled slightly, and he spilled the beans like a bamboo tube pouring out beans, confessing everything in detail.

"I, I. I am the an-ancient Mo, Mo Lian's soul, soul body. I, I, have, have one half, in, in that person's consciousness, consciousness abyss."

Although the fellow stammered, Qiao Mu knew Mo Lian's affairs very well, so she instantly understood what he meant.

The ancient inherited Mo Lian within Mo Lian's body was actually incomplete; one half had apparently been lingering in this forgotten corner of a secret realm in Wangchuan (the River of Oblivion).

Even he himself didn't know?

"How did you get here!" The little girl roared at him again.

"Mo Lian" stammered in fright, biting his lip and whimpering pitifully, "I, I, I, I, I've always been here! It's, it's him, he's stupid, he, he doesn't know. He, he has been cultivating his inheritance for so many years, and still doesn't know."

Qiao Mu: "..."

From the looks of it, Mo Lian truly is quite foolish. The ancient Mo Lian inheritance within him isn't complete, and he's still utterly clueless about it even now...

"Who are you calling stupid??" Even if her husband was stupid, only Qiao Qiao could scold him. No one else could, not even the Ancient Mo Lian!

"I, I, I'm stupid!" The Ancient Mo Lian pitifully replied.

"Of course you're stupid! And what 'Ancient Mo Lian'? You set up this secret realm yourself, and you can't even get out!" Qiao Mu scolded him impatiently.