My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker!

A ball of light blue purifying fire danced in the little lady's hand, looking translucent and resplendent, but it also contained a fearful amount of energy.

"Self-opinionated and just talking to yourself!" Qiao Mu chastised, "Did I allow you all to leave?"

D*mn it! What kind of fire was that?

Kuangzhan touched his shoulder. The outer layer of his clothing had gotten scorched. Besides that, his body did not get injured at all.

While it made him apprehensive, his mood also slowly relaxed.

Only then did he size up Qiao Mu.

He was astounded when he turned to look at her.

Even though the little lady still looked young, she would definitely be a looker in one or two years, blooming into full maturity.

After comparing her pristine, fair, and exquisite petite face to the fool with heavy makeup in his arms, Kuangzhan felt a heavy sense of distaste.

Kuangzhan pushed away the woman who had been clinging on to him and walked forward with a laugh. He sized up Qiao Mu and said, "I, Kuangzhan, had been rude just now! I did not get the chance to negotiate with the little lady!"

His laugh made the centipede scar wriggle even more. "How about this. Our Kuangzhan Mercenary Group's base is nearby in South City. How about the lady come back with us to the base so that we can negotiate whether it should be a 50-50 split or a 60-40 split. What do you think?"

The little missy looked as if she was skilled at playing with fire, but it was only to scare. It felt like scratching an itch when it hit his body.

Wait until he gets this little missy into his base, hehe…

Kuangzhan was having vulgar thoughts about the lady when a scarlet flame hit the area around his feet. Before he could react, the fire flared up around him.

That was truly a squeamish feeling!

Kuangzhan backed away while yelping, but the ring of fire continued to confine him. He activated his defensive barrier, but he still felt like a piece of fatty pork sizzling in the hot flames!

Qiao Mu had lowered her petite head and was fiddling absentmindedly with her small blue flames.

Crown Prince Mo's angry attack just now made her a bit confused. She looked up at her hubby.

This disgusting guy could just die here!

Killing intent flitted through Mo Lian's eyes.

As a man, he naturally understood the scar face's vulgar gaze.

How dare he harbor designs on his wife in front of him. He was simply not worth pitying even in death!

Qiao Mu pulled her sleeve and tossed the ball of blue flames in her hand.

The crown prince couldn't help but be amused.

He flicked his sleeve and recalled his red flames. He looked down at her and said gently, "Qiaoqiao, you used too little spiritual energy just now."

Qiao Mu deadpanned, "He'd have died immediately if I had used too much."

Zou Huan and the other seven: …

Should they pity that idiot from the Kuangzhan Mercenary Group?

How dare he belittle Her Ladyship with his gaze. This old fellow was now down on his luck!

It was the first time that Qiao Mu had truly held a ball of fire. She was having a lot of fun!

A ball of blue flames, accompanied by the sound of it zipping through the air, hit Kuangzhan's collar.

"Hup. Hup, hup! Hup!" Kuangzhan's face had blackened from Mo Lian's fire. Seeing the blue flames coming now, he hastily mobilized his defensive barrier to block them.

"You can only take them if I allow it." Qiao Mu looked at Kuangzhan coldly. Eight small fireballs sprouted from her fingertips in succession, and they all flew toward Kuangzhan's body.