Why was there such a disagreeable little girl in the world!
Would it kill you to say something pleasant? Having her scram at a whim—where could she scram to anyways. It truly infuriated her to death.
Qiao Mu ignored her, picking up another broken branch and throwing it high into the air.
After a faint "crack" rang out, that branch rapidly suffered from an external squeezing force, shattering into bits that fell down with a rustle.
The snake beauty scratched her nose as she subconsciously gazed at the little lady.
As expected, she remained expressionless.
Nowadays, little children weren't easily deceived, sigh.
If Qiao Mu had listened to the snake beauty just now and had Qingluan fly across this region while carrying her, it would probably have ended up suffering from new injuries in addition to its old ones by now.
This was because the space above this region was filled with strong mystic energy.
