My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker!

"Heh…"

Ghost Saber's pupils dilated as he looked at the little girl.

A chuckle-like sound was heard from her mouth, but her face did not change at all nor did her eyes contain any traces of joy.

Her voice and her expression were two completely separate entities. Although her appearance was clearly fair and lovely, she was not soft or adorable at all, and it filled him with an eerie ghostly feeling.

It was not an exaggeration to say that this child resembled a ghost more than the disciples of the Ghost Faction.

"What are you waiting for? Attack!" Impatience leaked out of Qiao Mu's eyes.

However, Yao Ji's expression turned anxious. "Ghost Saber, consider it carefully! Even if you eliminate us now, with this girl's awful savage personality, there's no way she would hand the Heart of Paradise to you! Why don't we team up…"

"Kill them!" Qiao Mu suddenly thrust the ferule harder against Ghost Saber's neck. "Otherwise, come with me to wretched hell! Don't be afraid, hell actually isn't as scary as you imagine it. It's simply a bit void, desolate, silent… that's all."

Ghost Saber shuddered. There was no way that he would be willing to admit that he was frightened by this demonic girl.

"Xiao Qiaoqiao is naughty again." Suddenly, a faintly discernible and gentle voice drifted close, and its speaker appeared next to her within moments.

Hm? It's that pest's noise.

Qiao Mu was dumbfounded. Why did it feel like she ran into that pest everywhere she went?

While she was pondering over it, her small figure was uncontrollably separated from Ghost Saber and was fiercely pulled away by a magnetic-like force. She landed in a certain someone's arms with a thud.

Smack. The absolutely beautiful youth in white heavily smacked a certain child's butt with a natural expression. His soothing and tender expression was completely different from his decisive actions.

Qiao Mu could even feel her butt stinging from the force behind that slap, and her 'old face' instantly flushed red!

D*mn! She was quite 'elderly' at the age of 30 something when she added the age of her two lives together, but a devilish youth had smacked her butt so naturally in broad daylight. This—this—where was the justice in this!

A certain child who wanted to fly into a rage turned her head to angrily stare at the youth and mercilessly sent him a kick. For some reason, she felt like there laid a violent core underneath this youth's smiling, gentle, and graceful exterior.

He clearly had a handsome face that was as soothing as a spring breeze, but she could discern the cruel and ruthless glint of the sword deep in his eyes, surging with fury.

The child inexplicably felt daunted, immediately replaced by anger. How could she be intimidated? Hence, she involuntarily raised her volume and tried to appear fierce despite the cowardice in her heart and demanded, "What are you doing???"

"After you make them mutually destruct and take care of them, how will you end this?" The youth's voice was gentle. He completely disregarded the dagger-like glint that shot out of the child's intentionally wide eyes.

Looking at his smiling eyes, Qiao Mu subconsciously swallowed her spit, feeling guilty for some reason.

!!! Then, she angrily flicked her little sleeve. Why was she feeling guilty?

A certain child quickly reacted and furiously glared at him. "What does that have to do with you?"

Smack! Her bum suffered another blow. The d*mn punk even hit her harder! Her 'old face' was livid with anger and her teeth were tightly clenched. She wished for nothing more than to bite off this youth's tan neck.

He actually dared!!! He smacked her butt again and again and again? Well, there actually was not a third again, but Qiao Mu was simply too enraged and indignant!

"A life is not easy, you should cherish it well." Mo Lian seriously and solemnly stared at her, his gentle smile slipping away.