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Chapter 5016: 5.0768 Still Dreaming

Duan Yue couldn't help but glance at her, thinking to himself: How strange, why is Qiao Qiao not reacting at all right now?

Qiao Mu suddenly turned her head, extended a small paw, and slapped his hand with a "pat." "I'm still dreaming, don't try to fool me."

Duan Yue: "..." Just accept reality, Qiao Qiao, those two troublemakers are back.

Meanwhile, Mo Lian, who had wrapped the elder's clone in black fire, turned to see Peach Blossom Immortal Venerable already controlling the elder's main body. He then stopped bothering with that Ma Wu. He quickly looked up at his expressionless little wife. At that sight, his expression immediately became confused. Huh, why did my wife turn and walk away?

At this moment, the little stoic had already turned around, leaving him only the back of her head to look at.

Mo Lian hurriedly rushed after her. As he passed by Duan Yue, he turned and glared fiercely at him. Duan Yue looked utterly baffled.

[What did I do? Why did Mo Lian glare at me just now?]

[Mo Lian must be sick. Qiao Qiao ignores him, so why glare at me?]

[Serves you right, Qiao Qiao will ignore you for a hundred years. Let you be slow, let you be stupid, let you be a fool, let you be dumb. You brought this upon yourself.]

Mo Lian quickly ran to Qiao Mu's side and grabbed her sleeve. "Wifey!"

"Qiao Qiao."

Qiao Mu was pulled around by him, her dark, almond-shaped eyes staring straight at him, without a single movement for a long moment.

"Qiao Qiao??"

Qiao Mu suddenly extended a small fist and slammed it onto Mo Lian's chin with a "bang."

Duan Yue was shocked and secretly delighted: Good hit!

Feng Chen was stunned and then beaming with joy: Hahahahaha, Mo Lian actually got beaten up today. It couldn't be better.

The little one suddenly pounced on him, landing on his body. Her small hands forcefully pinched his face several times, muttering, "Heh, still trying to transform into a nightmare to deceive people, watch me not beat... you to death?"

The sensation was real; it felt like skin. Also, her husband's indescribably meaningful face was so close, it felt too real.

"Don't try to fool me." Qiao Mu kicked him several times.

These past few days, nightmares had constantly been seizing her, endlessly screaming around her in her dreams. Sometimes they would even impersonate Mo Lian's death to scare her, finding every possible moment, day or night. Even if she sometimes sat in a daze, she could be ensnared by them! It was utterly despicable. Does it think Qiao Qiao is a fool? I'll beat this nightmare impersonating Lian to death.

"Thump-thump, thump-thump, thump." Mo Lian first took a hit to the chin, then two kicks to his body. Now, the little one's fists rained down on him, repeatedly hitting him with a series of thumps.

Mo Lian's heart instantly sank. He quickly reached out and hugged her tightly. He put on a small expression of "Wifey, hit me, your husband can take a beating," and looked at her with a wronged expression, saying, "Wifey, stop hitting once you've had enough, okay? Your hand will hurt."

Qiao Mu froze, stopped her hands, and glanced at him. Suddenly, she pinched his chin.

Mo Lian let out a soft hiss, looking pitifully at his wife. "My chin is going to swell, Qiao Qiao."

Qiao Mu kicked him again. "You, a nightmare, can even talk, heh."

Mo Lian: "..."

"Qiao Qiao, it's your husband! Open your eyes and look closely. See, your husband can run, jump, and even kiss. What nightmare could be so clever?"

"Thump!" Lord Qiao Qiao's fist landed on someone's head.

Mo Lian secretly twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling like crying without tears.

It seems Qiao Mu is still having trouble distinguishing reality from the nightmares that have been plaguing her! This could lead to some humorous and perhaps painful interactions for Mo Lian.

What do you think will happen next, and how will Mo Lian convince Qiao Mu that he's truly real and not a nightmare?