Henyee Translations

  Henyee Translations

  The man’s lips stretched into a forced smile as he suddenly stopped and turned around.

  Qiao Mu also stopped and turned to look at the two strong men that emerged from the shadows on both sides of the pursued man.

  “D*mn girl, it’s not too late for you to beg.” Based on his looks, the speaker was a normal farmer. He had a dark-skinned but honest and considerate face.

  Qiao Mu coldly swept her eyes over her surroundings and their faces. “Who sent you here?”


  The dark-skinned man sneered, “Ask the King of Hell.”


  Two immobilization talismans floated into the air out of nowhere and shot toward two of the men before ripping open.

  Before the two fools even realized what had happened, they were immobilized, dumbstruck.

  Then, Qiao Mu spun on her feet and dashed toward the dark-skinned man.

  “You want to die!” the man roared, surprise flitting through his mind.

  This child possessed immobilization talismans?

  According to their open and undercover investigation, this child was merely a child from a normal family but gained His Highness’ favor for some reason.

  When the dark-skinned man, Nian Kui, recalled the commandery princess’ mission, he gritted his teeth and untied his weapon from his back.

  An iron club with sharp and frightening wolf fangs on its surface glittered under the moonlight.

  “D*mn girl, do you think you’re fearsome just because you’re a mystic cultivator? With your figure, you won’t even be enough to be my, your father’s, toothpick!” Nian Kui shouted and swung his wolf-fang club toward Qiao Mu’s head.

  “When did I ever say mystic cultivators were fearsome?” Qiao Mu snorted. She leaped into the air and lithely flipped over the man’s head.

  Her extremely nimble figure rolled in the air. Then, her two short legs heavily stomped on Nian Kui’s back.

  The crisp crack of bones was heard, and Nian Kui howled. He shakily stumbled forward and knelt like a toad.

  He started spitting out blood on the spot.

  “However, it’s more than enough to handle you.” Qiao Mu waved her hand, and her ferule emitted a black light before pulverizing Nian Kui’s wolf-fang club into pieces.

  Nian Kui clutched onto the small remaining end of his club in shock before his hand relaxed its hold.

  The remaining bit of the destroyed club landed on the ground with a clatter that also slammed into his heart.

  Qiao Mu intuitively glanced backward and saw the crown prince descending from the carriage. The incoming breeze sent his hair fluttering in the air, adding to his magnificent figure.

  The child’s eyes brightened, and she hurriedly bolted toward him.

  Hidden Flower smiled.

  “Hurry! Help me extract a strand of his soul.” The little fellow pounced to the crown prince’s side and frantically pulled on his hand.

  Hidden Flower.

  The crown prince naturally interpreted Qiao Mu’s pouncing and hand-pulling as a request to be held and patted. He reached out and picked her up before patting her head. With a displeased expression, he asked, “What use is a piece of garbage like him? If you need someone to use, I can leave Hidden Flower behind.”


  “Master……” Hidden Flower called in exaggeration and forcibly squeezed out two drops of manly tears as if his life depended on it.

  Qiao Mu glanced at Hidden Flower before turning back to the crown prince and saying, “He’s crying, so you should keep him for yourself. Don’t be so cruel. It’s hard to be a subordinate.”


  Both Hidden Flower and Huifeng’s lips twitched.

  Ao Ye, who was hidden, thought,