My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker!

Chapter 50: Should We Perish Together?

Chapter 50: Should We Perish Together?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

"Hahaha." A hair-raising string of laughter echoed in the valley.

A woman in brilliant pink clothes slowly appeared in front of them with a pleasant smile while waving the sandalwood fan in her hand.

Behind them, there were also about 20-30 people, including men and women, both old and young.

"Mister Duan, thank goodness we had you to lead the way for us. Otherwise, we wouldn’t be able to find this mystic realm so effortlessly. The Duan Clan truly deserves to be called a generational concealed weapon and reconnaissance patrician family! Your grasp of information is accurate indeed, hahaha!" The woman blew a kiss toward Duan Yue and winked, daintily smiling.

Qiao Mu’s face froze. She resisted the impulse to throw up and turned around to look at the displeased Duan Yue.

"While you were here dawdling, they caught up to us! Hurry and throw that whatchamacallit thunder at them!" The little girl nodded at Duan Yue, using her eyes to intimidate him to "Hurry and do as I say!"

Duan Yue, however, was madly crying nonstop inside. "Sister! Do you think that Core Ravaging Thunder is like a carp in a fish market, and you can have as many as you want?" An immensely destructive concealed weapon like this was extremely hard to make, so he had a mere total of two on him, and he had used them all already. Where would he have the supply?

Qiao Mu sharply glared at him, her ruthless gaze continually hinting at him. In a flash, he understood and

"Haha," Qiao Mu suddenly chuckled.

Duan Yue’s searching motion froze as he stared foolishly at the girl. He felt like he had not seen a second expression besides indifference on her face ever since he met her, yet this girl actually laughed just now?

However, she was better off not laughing! Her laugh was so artificial. She merely made the laughing sound, but her face remained stoic without a centimeter of change. Had anyone ever seen a desynchronized laugh like that?

"Give it!" A fierce glare and Duan Yue instinctively dug out something to hand to Qiao Mu.

Qiao Mu received it and held it in her palm, then she made a show of raising her right hand high up in the air, as if she was about to throw it down. This caused the onlooking disciples of the Coitus Sect to nearly have a heart attack.

The woman was the first to screech, "Stop stop stop stop! Little Miss, let’s discuss this, let’s discuss this!"

Qiao Mu expressionlessly turned to her. "What’s your name?"

The woman was stupefied. She felt like this commanding tone was a bit off, but perhaps due to faulty reflex, she automatically responded, "Heh, Yao Ji—Ji. I’m called Yao Ji 1! I am the Left Guardian of Coitus Sect. Let’s slowly talk this over, alright?"

What a joke! With a strength of the Core Ravaging Thunder, if she tossed it down, then it would really collapse the perfectly fine mystic realm, and no one would be able to gain anything from it. What sense was there to that?

Coitus Sect had come in search of wealth and they coveted the numerous magnetite mine resources inside this mystic realm. How could they allow it to be destroyed? How could they return from the treasure mountain empty-handed?

Even thinking about this treasure land being destroyed would cause their hearts to ache.

"Retreat!" Qiao Mu tightly clenched her right hand.

The people from Coitus Sect subconsciously retreated two steps. Suddenly, someone in the crowd shrieked, "Ahhh, there’s something…"

Swish, swish! It was like several streaks of lightning flashed past the people’s eyes. Then, the people who were attacked all collapsed to the ground in pain while clutching their wounds, their faces turning black.



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