My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

CHAPTER 1101-1120

The Raksha Princess dived forward in a fluster to evade her grab. However, just as she turned her head back yet before she could speak…

She saw Qiao Mu giving the ground a stomp, and a small pit instantly appeared beneath her foot. Her expression basically didn’t change as her small hand reached out for a grab, ripping off a piece of the Raksha Princess’s strapless dress from her bosom.

Sikong Fuling: …

F*ck! If this imp wasn’t female! She would have thought that this child was a raring lecher!

The face of this princess from the Raksha Ghost Sect had instantly turned green!

She gazed incredulously at this girl before she practically shrieked with a crease in her brows, “You, you are blind?”

Chapter 1102: A Life-Saving Grace

After Sikong Fuling looked over in shock, she was able to make out Qiao Mu’s present countenance.

Her eyes were like two deep pools of frigid water. Although they were limpid, pitch-black, and incredibly radiant, it was possible to tell that they were completely unfocused. She really was blind!

How could that be? Sikong Fuling sat up straight in shock!

She had clearly been fine several days ago, so how did she become blind now?

Qiao Mu pulled her thin lips into a line, with no fluctuation in her eyes at all. She instinctively used her spiritual conscious to scour the left side as she reached out to capture the vile person that destroyed her talisman matrix.

Afterall, she had said that she would not let off those who obstructed her from cultivating, sending them all into the underworld!

However, the Raksha Princess was thoroughly infuriated!

A blind person also dared to be insolent to her!

This lass truly needed a good dressing-down!

“Come out! Misty Night Wolf!”

With the Raksha Princess’s shout, a large, glossy, pitch-black wolf that was the size of two calves suddenly appeared beside the Raksha Princess.

Gulping down her saliva, Sikong Fuling yelled at Qiao Mu, “It’s a level-14 mystic beast, the misty night wolf! Careful!”

The misty night wolf bared its sharp teeth at Qiao Mu, pawing its claws on the ground before suddenly bolting towards her with a howl.

*Bang!* Qingluan suddenly appeared in front of Qiao Mu and kicked out at the misty night wolf. After the misty night wolf tumbled backwards with several groans, an overbearing and obstinate green light shone from its eyes.

Qiao Mu’s surging spiritual conscious also struck out with a swift and intangible mental attack, directly seeping into the other party’s conscious pool[1] and inflicting serious damage upon it.

“Ah!” Not expecting this, the Raksha Princess was caught off guard, feeling as if her conscious pool was being torn apart fiercely, with its roots threatening to shatter. In her fluster, her body also reacted honestly as she spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

This was mystic conscious? No… this was spiritual conscious, right! How could a measly mystic cultivator’s conscious pool generate spiritual conscious?

The Raksha Princess only felt her mind hurt as she blanked. Yet before she could dwell on it, she already had thoughts of retreating. After reaching out to summon back the misty night wolf, she fled disheveledly in defeat without turning her head.