My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker!-Chapter 3104 Fighting!

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Chapter 3104 Fighting!

Most importantly, under Mo Lian's command, the other disciples, originally in a state of disunity, hastily formed teams of three and three. Simultaneously, they charged towards the group of black-clad men rushing down from the mountain wall.


The rain poured down, and the two factions collided with a resounding crash, their eyes aflame with the intensity of battle.


One side fought with their lives hanging in the balance, while the other was resolute in their intent to eliminate their adversaries within the confines of the Red River Canyon.


As the two forces clashed, teeth were gritted, and the skirmish began in earnest.


Qiao Mu observed the rain-soaked combatants with an icy gaze. Just as she began to make a move, Mo Lian reached out to halt her.


"Qiaoqiao, you're too young for the battle. Stay here and remain still."


Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao regarded him expressionlessly.


Mo Lian quickly reassured her, "Don't worry, once things settle down a bit, you can join in!"


With the imminent conclusion of the fight, Qiao Mu shot an exasperated look at Mo Lian. Carrying a large umbrella, she found herself lifted by Mo Lian onto the back of a massive rock.


He ruffled her hair. "Be good and stay put."


Apart from her eyes expressing discontent, Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao's facial expressions were nearly nonexistent…


Mo Lian couldn't help but smile at her. He turned around and sprinted towards the nearest group of black-clad adversaries.


Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao raised her small arms, a hint of melancholy in her eyes. She sighed and decided to squat behind the rock with her umbrella, continuing to observe the chaos.


Gradually, the rain intensified. Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao remained hidden under the umbrella, impervious to a single drop of rain.


The others had all transformed into figures that looked thoroughly drenched and bedraggled.


"Sigh," sighed Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao. She reached into her inner world, producing a few elixir bottles, which she tossed to Duan Yue, Qi Xuanxuan, and the rest.


Everyone hastily reached for the elixir bottles, their urgency leaving no room for questions. Without delay, they cracked open the bottle caps, retrieved a pill, and swallowed it down.


The elixir bottles circulated within the team, and those who ingested the elixirs immediately felt a surge of energy.


The spiritual qi, once flowing out lethargically, now surged like a spring within their bodies.


Incredible!


A Spirit Pill with astonishing effects.


Joy spread across everyone as they witnessed the divine hall members retaliating vigorously, swiftly beheading several black-clad assailants on the spot.


Qiao Mu, watching the spectacle from behind a rock, felt an ominous presence looming over her.


Holding the umbrella, she tilted her head to see a face adorned with a devil mask.


Qiao Mu pursed her lips in disdain. "Leave if you don't want to meet your demise."


This masked intruder dared to target Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao; he was simply asking for trouble!


Since Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao could safely squat here, it meant the area was secure.


However, the masked figure seemed vaguely familiar.


Thinking it over, she couldn't recall where she had seen him before, so she abandoned the effort.


Definitely someone from the Heavenly Fate, the voice in her heart insisted. The Heavenly Fate adherents favored these ghost masks, presenting themselves as enforcers of heavenly will, akin to demon-masked agents acting under the guidance of a Saint or Sage.


Those who followed the heavens would prosper; those who resisted would perish.


Qiao Mu pursed her lips and slowly rose from her crouched position. She tilted her petite head and glared at the masked intruder descending from the rock and approaching her.


"Judging by appearances, concealed weapons!" declared Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao, raising her right hand.


The masked figure instinctively sidestepped, anticipating an imminent attack that never came.


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