Chapter 5649: Illusion 8
A single sacred beast versus a flock of divine beasts—who would win, who was superior, who was inferior? They really didn't understand it! This "stressful" life was truly full of passion and excitement.
Everyone gritted their teeth, battling fiercely with the flock of black birds swooping down from the sky. The ground was quickly covered with the fist-sized black birds, a dense layer that made one's scalp tingle.
Thankfully, Madam Qiaoqiao remained securely seated within her eggshell defensive shield, avoiding contact with those disgusting things. She glanced at her son. The little guy's face showed no surprise or fear whatsoever. His small face was intently examining the black bird corpses outside the defensive shield, squatting down, God knows what he was tinkering with.
This child truly didn't know what fear was. His courage and meticulousness perfectly inherited Madam Qiaoqiao's excellent tradition. Truly wonderful.
"Son, what are you doing?" Qiao Mu suddenly paused, unable to resist asking. Her precious son was taking out a small jar of something from his inner realm and smearing it on his face and hands.
Hearing his mother call him, the little guy turned his dark, grimy face and grinned at her. "Mama, Mama, I found the solution!"
"Godfather, wait for me."
Duan Yue saw him wave open his defensive shield and hop out, startled. Without thinking, he reached out to grab him. "What are you doing?"
"Don't worry, I'll be fine!" The little dumpling hopped out, his entire small body completely out of the frying pan's coverage. Everyone couldn't help but be startled.
Although Qiao Mu knew her son was extremely agile and wouldn't be in danger, her heart still gave a fierce lurch. The little guy was now standing outside the defensive talisman array, in front of everyone. He was completely exposed, without any defenses activated.
He Weiping cried out in alarm, "Kid, get back quickly!" A swarm of small black birds was rushing towards their talisman array. How could they not attack an exposed child when they suddenly saw one?
However, the truth was... that flock of black birds saw Mo Bao standing there, and they all flapped their wings vigorously, keeping far away from him. If the black birds could roll their eyes, they would definitely be giving Mo Bao a hundred disdainful eye-rolls right now.
"Chirp, chirp!" A black bird stumbled past the little dumpling, flying crookedly and hurriedly as if its body wasn't fully developed. It kept flapping its wings, scattering away from Mo Bao at a strange speed.
The little guy patted the mud off his face and hands, then turned proudly to the uncles and said, "Look! Little dumpling never picks up trash!" This was a treasure! Smearing it on his body could immediately and effectively prevent mosquito bites—bah, it prevented the black bird flock from attacking them.
"You smell all stinky," the little deadpan said, pinching her nose in disgust. "Don't go bothering your godfather."
The little dumpling blinked his watery, phoenix-like eyes and pouted, throwing himself at his father. "Daddy, Mama dislikes baby."
His father didn't know whether to catch him or not. A hot potato suddenly bounced onto his leg, hugging his thigh and making a fuss, rubbing the little mud on his face all over his father's leg.
"Daddy, hug!"
"Go hug your godfather." Mo Lian's handsome face darkened. His son was truly unusually stinky!
"Daddy!"
"Go find your Rotten Peach Blossom uncle." Disgusted, completely disgusted.