My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker! Chapter 1912

Chapter 1912: You Guys Go Get Them

These really were a bunch of utterly naive people.

On what basis did they think that Qiao Mu was obligated to give them protective talismans for free?

Zhou Danjin also couldn’t help snapping, “Scram!”

“There are ghost spirits everywhere, yet why aren’t you directing everybody to resist them together, Mentor. What are you staring at our Qiaoqiao for?” Qi Xuanxuan disliked the way Cao Dan was looking at Qiaoqiao.

Where did that ent.i.tled att.i.tude come from? Did Qiaoqiao owe their academy?

Crown Prince Mo glanced at Cao Dan and company with a spurious smile, but he didn’t say anything. He merely pulled Qiao Mu towards the back of the crowd, giving off an air of “Go ahead since you’re so capable.”

“Qiaoqiao, you should be hungry after all this fuss.” Mo Lian patted her head and said smilingly, “What do you want to eat?”

Yet Qiao Mu had “Those people already gave me a bellyful of anger” written all over her face, so she said spiritlessly, “Even dragon meat would be tasteless being together with these people.”

Hearing this, Little Seven flew into a rage inside Mo Lian’s mental conscious pool. “Master! Listen, just listen to her! She wants to eat dragon meat, she just wants to eat me!”

No wonder she did nothing but beat him up whenever she saw him!

…

It turned out that she wanted to beat Little Seven to death so that she could barbeque him!

Master had really gone crazy to like this violent woman so much!

“Alright, there, there.” Mo Lian helplessly placated our dear, rampaging Seventh Yan.

Qiao Mu looked up at Mo Lian and wrinkled her pet.i.te nose. “What are you doing?”

She suddenly kept mum after saying this. It couldn’t be that Seventh Yan, that imp, was badmouthing her again, right.

Mo Lian couldn’t help but be amused, and he waved his hand to take out a small stool and square table from a storage talisman. “Qiaoqiao, how about drinking some porridge first?”

As he spoke, he took out the pre-cooked white porridge from the storage talisman and served Qiao Mu a bowl. “How is it okay to just eat a single carrot for the day. You’ll get skinny! Here, just eat a bit for now. I’ll cook you a feast once we get out of here!”

Qiao Mu agreed after musing it over. She sat down and picked up the small bowl, drinking the porridge with a spoon while occasionally eating some of the appetizers as well.

Mo Lian was all smiles when he saw her eat, and he took out another stool from the storage talisman with a wave of his hand. He asked her, “How do you have the energy to fight if you don’t eat, right?”

“Right.” Qiao Mu nodded in complete agreement as she grabbed a pastry to nibble on. She didn’t even look up as she ate her meal happily.

Afterall, she didn’t even need to look up to sense that Sunlight Academy’s Cao Dan, You Xin, and them were shooting daggers at her with their venomous gazes.

At this time, the Venerable Peach Blossom Immortal flashed to their side. “I’m hungry too.”

“You can scram.” Mo Lian waved his hand. It was impossible for this guy at the venerable immortal realm!

It was impossible for him to get hungry even if didn’t eat for six months!

The Venerable Peach Blossom Immortal loathed to acknowledge Mo Lian and got a fully-supplied storage talisman from Qiaoqiao. Afterwards, he helped himself to the food with his own utensils.

Mo Lian snorted.

No one would believe it if he said that a venerable immortal realm cultivator was actually a foodie.

“Lian, why aren’t you eating?” Qiao Mu ladled another bowl. “It’s rather tasty.”

Yet Mo Lian caressed her head. “You eat more.”

Since he did not feel hungry at all, he naturally wouldn’t be like that foodie, the Rotten Peach Blossom, who always wanted a bite of whatever Qiaoqiao was eating…