Chapter 5730: Extra - Qiao Mu and Xuan Huang Defying Heaven: The God of Slaughter Returns
On the foreheads of the three little dragons, there were swollen bumps.
Their bodies, the color of crimson blood, coiled in the sky.
As these three creatures churned and breathed fire above the lake, the water beasts in the lake surfaced in astonishment from the depths, their eyes wide, glaring angrily at these three uninvited guests.
The flames spewed by the three little dragons were crimson. The moment the flames touched the lake, they hissed, completely evaporating a small section of the lake water.
A unlucky water beast below, scorched by even a tiny bit of the crimson flames, immediately shrieked and tumbled, rolling deep into the lake.
And as it rolled, the lake water in its path turned into steam...
Little Qiao stood by the lake, watching in shock.
If this keeps up, will this perfectly good large lake be completely evaporated by these three guys?
Ahhhhhhh!
"Get out of here!" Little Qiao angrily waved her small hand.
At that moment, Nitian's wedding banquet was in full swing.
After three rounds of drinks, all the officials joyfully rose, toasting each other and chatting merrily.
Suddenly, a clear, crisp voice of a little girl's angry rebuke came from outside the main hall, "Stop it!"
"Roar—"
"Roar, roar—"
"Hiss!!" A minister who had stepped out of the hall upon hearing the noise was almost hit by a fireball falling from the sky.
He stumbled back a step, pulled to the ground by someone.
The minister stared blankly at the large scorched crater on the ground, and couldn't help but shiver.
"Stop it, stop it, stop it!" The furious Little Qiao was truly fuming!
She held a soft, adorable little bun in one hand, and the Fuxi Greatsword was slowly emerging from her palm.
These three disobedient crimson little evil dragons actually dared to rampage everywhere.
They almost destroyed a perfectly good spiritual lake!
They were simply... not supposed to exist!
A hint of malevolence and murderous intent appeared in the little girl's expressionless eyes, and the Fuxi Greatsword continued to emerge from her palm.
"Little Bao! What are you doing??" Xuan Huang, startled by the commotion outside, ran out and witnessed this terrifying scene.
This child didn't know that when she drew the Fuxi Sword from her body, her whole being became incredibly transparent.
She seemed on the verge of shattering, like a thin sheet of paper.
Seeing this, Xuan Huang's heart clenched.
Little Qiao suddenly froze, her bristling body abruptly stopping. Gripping the half-emerged Fuxi Sword, her gaze turned sinisterly towards the three incessantly churning little dragons.
"Woo woo." The three little dragons immediately stopped churning, very intelligently running down and circling around Little Qiao and the soft, adorable little bun, trying to please them.
The ministers suddenly felt that every day was an awful feast, every gathering an awful gathering! Holy cow!
At this moment, they inexplicably remembered how their empress, Her Excellency Qin Nitian herself, would always stir up terrifying things at banquets.
Their fragile, pitiful little hearts, oh, they just couldn't take it anymore!
"Don't worry, with Little Bao's current strength, she probably can't even draw this sword."
"I know," Xuan Huang closed her eyes slightly.
So, this child's current body couldn't even support the Fuxi Sword anymore. She was so frail, as if her body could shatter at any moment.
"You know what to do. We've dragged this on for too long."
"Her pulseless body, strictly speaking, isn't even a soul entity."
Nitian sighed lightly, standing beside Xuan Huang and glancing at her. "We should send her back to her original place."
Xuan Huang closed her eyes. "Let's do it tonight."
They couldn't wait any longer, indeed!
A problem they didn't want to face still had to be faced; there was no avoiding it!
The intertwining of time and space could send her back to her original place.
Although they might never meet again, just knowing that this child would live well in the future was enough consolation for them.
It was night.
Little Qiao stood blankly before a misty forest.
She completely didn't understand what her Master and Shishu were doing.
Why would they bring her to an unfamiliar forest in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?
Little Xiao Chen seemed a bit restless tonight, constantly struggling with his small hands and feet, as if he sensed something too.
Xuan Huang led Little Qiao's small hand to the forest edge and stopped. She slowly squatted down, hugged the child, and stroked her head.
"Little Bao, remember, no matter where you go, no matter how far you are from Master, Master will always protect you, okay?"
The little one looked at her blankly, not understanding what she was talking about.
Master, aren't we going to sleep? So why are we here tonight?
"Roar..." Before a crimson little evil dragon could even finish its roar, it was silenced by Nitian's indifferent stare from the side.
Woo woo woo, such a terrifying human woman, how can she have such terrifying dragon-killing eyes!
The crimson little evil dragon shrunk its small body, drawing itself back into Little Qiao's sleeve.
The other two little evil dragons lay on top of Little Xiao Chen's head, lazily basking in the moonlight, ignoring their silly brother.
Xuan Huang took two steps back, determinedly retreating to Nitian's side.
With a sudden wave of her hand, a formation abruptly appeared on the ground where the child stood.
The circular formation was covered with a layer of white light.
As soon as the formation was activated, a transparent barrier rose around the entire grand formation, completely isolating the child within.
Little Qiao, wide awake, stared straight ahead, running around inside the grand formation in a daze.
She took short steps, rushing towards Xuan Huang and Nitian, but was suddenly bounced back by the formation's power.
She fell on her bottom, then scrambled up in a panic, and again rushed headlong towards Xuan Huang and Nitian.
Xuan Huang slightly turned her face away, tears silently falling.
The little one persistently rushed forward, bounced back again and again by the formation's protective force.
She wanted to summon the Fuxi Sword to break open the formation, but suddenly found that her connection with the Fuxi Sword was also cut off by this hateful formation!
Her small face instantly turned frantic.
Tears began to well up in her large eyes, falling pat-a-pat.
She suddenly lunged towards the formation barrier, her small fists pounding against the barrier, tears streaming down, shouting loudly, "Master, Shishu! Don't abandon Little Bao! Don't abandon Little Bao, Little Bao will be obedient!"
She was in a panic; this was truly a profoundly terrifying night.
"Wuwah!" Little Xiao Chen suddenly cried out uncooperatively.
She's going to be abandoned again, she's going to be abandoned again...
A feeling of dread washed over her. Little Qiao's large, bright eyes filled with innocent tears, like a discarded puppy, looking pitifully at Xuan Huang.
Xuan Huang's heart was breaking; she almost collapsed. She suddenly wanted to forget everything and just keep this child!
"Let her go, we can't keep her!" Nitian said, holding back her tears and hardening her heart.
Forcibly keeping her would ultimately not save her life.
How long could she stay with them?
One year, two years, or three to five years?
No, what they wanted was forever, forever and ever!
They wanted her to live well, to live a comfortable and healthy life on her own path.
Rather than forcibly keep her, with an unknown lifespan.
It was better to return her to a vast sky, to let her take flight and soar.
"Master, Shishu... Master..."
As if encased in a glass dome, Little Qiao, unable to escape through this barrier, watched in horror as the figures of her Master and Shishu slowly blurred in her vision...
Gone, gone, Master and Shishu were almost out of sight, she couldn't see them anymore.
Wuwu, what should I do?
She wanted to hold onto them, but it was always like this. The things she wanted to hold onto and cherish, she just couldn't grasp any of them, couldn't keep any of them.
"Remember, child, Master and your Shishu, they will always love you. No matter where you go, we will protect you, always."
...
Qiao Mu suddenly opened her eyes, containing a wisp of chaos and bewilderment.
Her eyes stared blankly at the ceiling.
"Qiao Qiao, you're awake!" A young woman pushed open the door, sitting on the edge of the bed with eyes full of joy, gently pulling the somewhat dazed child into her embrace.
"Qiao Qiao, three days ago you accidentally rolled down the front slope of the academy mountain and were unconscious until today. You scared your mother to death!"
"Qiao Qiao? What's wrong, are you still uncomfortable anywhere?" The woman looked at her daughter, who was staring blankly at her, somewhat puzzled.
In her daughter's moist eyes, a pitiful redness was visible, and tears fell silently.
As Qiao Mu spoke, she felt as if her entire body had been run over by a carriage wheel three times, feeling very suppressed and uncomfortable.
For no reason, tears involuntarily streamed down.
She looked at the woman sitting by the bed and whispered, "Mother, I seem to have forgotten something very, very important."
The forgetting made her heart ache so much!
She felt like she had missed something incredibly important, but she couldn't remember anything.
"It's okay, it's okay! The doctor said you might have hit your head when you rolled down the slope, but you'll get better slowly."
"You'll remember, child, don't be afraid. Mother is here, Mother will protect you, good child." The woman hugged her child, who had been lost and found again, gently sighing with relief.
Qiao Mu slowly pushed aside the tattered cotton quilt on her body, sluggishly got out of bed, and walked to a damaged bronze mirror.
She reached out and gently wiped the bronze mirror, expressionlessly looking at her blurry reflection in the mirror.
A seven-year-old appearance, sharp eyes and brows.
That coldness between her brows seemed to reflect the chill in her heart.
"I'm back." She coldly wiped the bronze mirror, wiping it over and over again.
"Fan Qiuhe, you never thought, did you, that I, Qiao Mu, would one day return."
"Are you ready to die?"
To all my hidden enemies, cleanse your necks, and pay the price with your lives.
My return is merely for better growth.
My path, even if it is fraught with thorns, must be cleared with blood!
(End)