The youth bent his waist and comforted in a low voice right next to our dear Qiao Mu’s ear, “If it dares to get close to you, I’ll immediately roast it into ashes.”
Qiao Mu raised her eyes slightly to glance at the crown prince and subconsciously clenched her small fist. “No! I’m not scared of it! I want to beat it to death myself.”
“Good!” The crown prince complimented the little fellow with a grin. “I knew my Qiaoqiao definitely isn’t scared of anything.”
Qiao Mu exhaled and felt all of her tense nerves slightly loosening. With his slender fingers clutching her hand, it felt like a source of energy had been infused into her entire body, putting her at ease.
Murong Xun glared at the youth with a darkened face!
Don’t take a mile when you’re given an inch, you punk! I was already being very gracious by letting you follow along, but now you’re actually abducting my disciple right in front of Master’s eyes? This is totally preposterous!
“Don’t be angry, don’t be angry!” Yang Xirong, who was walking beside Murong Xun, gave a chuckle. She fanned a breeze with her hands at Murong Xun. “I’m already indifferent to it all now! Seeing how outstanding my disciple is, it’s normal that everyone wants to snatch my disciple from me.”
“Who did you say was your disciple!” Murong Xun roared. Seeing that her senior sisters were having a go at it for the day again, Lu Yun couldn’t help rolling her eyes. She pulled out an umbrella from her inner world and leisurely ambled behind them.
Chen Hanzi exasperatedly muttered, “Why are the two aunt-masters so disagreeable all the time?”
Doya spread out her small hands and said with a smile, “There’s nothing we can do about it. During the sect’s entry test, Little Junior Sister was clearly brought away by Second Aunt-Master, but then she was snatched away by Eldest Aunt-Master soon afterwards.”
“This is the way the two aunt-masters interact… ah!” Another disciple from the Third Peak was still speaking when she suddenly felt her body sinking abruptly, and she let out an involuntary shriek.
“Ming Xia!” Chen Hanzi and Doya reflexively stretched out their hands. They each firmly grabbed onto one of Ming Xia’s arms, their complexions turning slightly pale.
The others also hurried over after being alerted.
Crown Prince Mo lightly squeezed the little girl’s hand, his expression slightly solemn. “This mire changes its bearing.”
It was undoubtedly alright when they walked past earlier, but the mire pulled Ming Xia in only when it was her turn.
“Don’t be nervous! Slightly tilt your body, and maintain that position!” Murong Xun retrieved the rope that she had prepared beforehand from her inner world. She quickly tied a knot and lassoed it over Ming Xia’s body.
Taking a deep breath and leaping upwards, Murong Xun pulled Ming Xia’s body out from the mire.
But a marsh crocodile gaping its huge mouth and baring its sharp teeth, with wet warts all over its face, followed subsequently. No, more precisely, it was a mutated zombie crocodile.
“Be careful!” It’s a level-three mutated zombie crocodile!” Qiao Mu gave a start and reflexively pulled out a crow repeating crossbow, shooting out an arrow without really aiming.
The crow-gold arrow shot past the marsh crocodile’s gaping teeth and flew out from the back of its head, creating a sizable orifice.
With a slop, that zombie crocodile was shot back into the thickness of the water plants.
Although Ming Xia was only grabbing onto a dried branch and hanging in mid-air, her eyes still woodenly stared at the zombie marsh crocodile that was shot back into the water by her little junior sister. Her whole body quivered uncontrollably.
The zombie crocodile was just short of biting onto her calf just now.
“Did you get hurt?” Murong Xun asked, deeply worried.
“No.” Ming Xia faintly shook her head, not yet recovered from her fright.
“Be careful of your surroundings!” The little stoic expressionlessly let out a low shout. The crow-gold arrow that just shot through the zombie crocodile’s mouth returned to her while carrying a stinky stench.
