4911

Chapter 4911: 4.0663 Unexpected

Qiao Mu's eyes instantly turned ferocious. Without a word, she suddenly launched a handful of Bone-Piercing Nails towards Old Steward Luo's side.

At the same time, the sharp weapon in her hand flashed.

"Get out of the way!!" Young Master Qin Er had been keeping an eye on the little girl's movements, and now seeing her actions, he was startled.

"Boom!!" A tremendous tremor echoed within the small world of Lotus Pond Island.

Old Steward Luo glared, his face ashen, at the enormous crater three zhang away, blasted open by a Divine Power Bead.

This, this is truly an irrational little madwoman, who would just throw Divine Power Beads at any random group of people without warning.

Doesn't she know that Divine Power Beads shouldn't be thrown around recklessly?

If he were actually hit by a Divine Power Bead, even with his cultivation, he would likely be in serious trouble.

Young Master Wu's exquisite face held a hint of paleness. He turned to look at Old Steward Luo's face, black as a pot bottom, then turned back to look at Qiao Mu, who was equally cold and silent, and couldn't help but feel utterly bewildered.

Why is Qiaoqiao so emotional?

After not seeing her for several hours, why is she trying to kill people from the Qin Manor the moment she sees them?

"Oh, you scared me to death." Ling patted his chest, complaining pitifully, "Stoic-face, what are you doing? If you're throwing corpse puppets, just throw corpse puppets, don't aim at people! That Divine Power Bead can kill people."

"Young Master Dugu, I think your eyesight's gone bad!" Old Steward Luo could no longer maintain his Buddha-like face. His old face was dark as he roared, "Just now, the Crown Princess directly attacked our Qin Manor."

"She threw the Divine Power Bead specifically at our Qin Manor people!"

"She wants us dead!"

"Yes!" Qiao Mu answered with a single cold word.

A sharp light flashed in her hand, and a Thunderclap Sword, capable of slicing through iron and cutting hair, appeared in her palm.

"Not only do I want you dead!"

"I want you all to die without a burial place!"

Young Master Qin Er and the others' pupils slightly constricted. They immediately saw the little stoic-faced girl unleash a Thunderclap Strike.

Within the sword light, strands of lightning mingled, charging straight towards the crowd.

Other irrelevant people couldn't help but exclaim in their hearts, "Oh my God!"

This stoic-face is too terrifying! How can she just turn hostile like that, as if flipping a book? It's utterly unexpected, there's no time to react!

"Boom!!"

A deep fissure appeared on the ground. Qiao Mu held her sword, and streaks of lightning crackled along the blade, making sizzling sounds.

"W-what happened?" Young Master Qin Da looked down at the large crack spanning before the Qin Manor group, his heart involuntarily skipped a beat.

"Are you going to keep pretending?" Qiao Mu looked at him coldly. "Harpies are already gathered outside the island, aren't they?"

"Let them come!" The little Crown Princess roared, her sword light rising slightly, the blade pointing at the Qin Manor group opposite her. "Shouldn't we reintroduce ourselves?"

"Young Master Da! Qin Xuan. Heavenly Fate steward."

"Ah??" The Mu family, Murong family, and other large and small aristocratic family disciples all looked at the Qin Manor group with astonished expressions.

What is the little stoic-face talking about?

What Heavenly Fate steward?

Did the little girl suddenly get so angry at others not because of some other reason, but because...

These people from the Qin Manor standing before them are all from Heavenly Fate??

Dou Tengqi trembled, stammering, "Cr-Crown Princess, are you, are you mistaken about something!"