Farmer, eager to try, exclaimed, "Little witch, we're rich!"
Mo Qingcheng rolled her eyes, and with a wave of her hand, an incredibly ugly butterfly fluttered ahead, leading the way. If the Underworld King's people were here, they would definitely recognize this hideous butterfly as one of the Underworld Valley Master's treasures, the Soul-Devouring Butterfly.
The Soul-Eating Butterfly, as its name suggests, can not only devour people's souls, but also find treasures.
It's all thanks to Farmer. He accidentally fed the Soul-Eating Butterfly some medicine and discovered a new treasure, leading to all sorts of experiments.
The Soul-Eating Butterfly had its wings splattered with ink by the Farmer, turning them into ugly patches. So ugly, it only deserved such unsightly wings. The Soul-Eating Butterfly's protests were futile; it nearly lost its life and had no choice but to accept its fate.
Mo Qingcheng was both amused and exasperated; little Junjun was on an irreversible path of turning evil...
The Soul-Devouring Butterfly fluttered about, and Mo Qingcheng followed behind, her eyes flashing slightly. Farmer generously took out the detector, and the beeping sound continued incessantly.
Mo Qingcheng: "..."
What happened to the promised insufficient space energy for the interstellar farm?
Farmer awkwardly touched his chubby little hand that looked like a lotus root: "Little witch, these are all my snacks. I've given them up, so don't be ungrateful."
"..." Mo Qingcheng was speechless, and well, she couldn't say anything...
The two, one human and one butterfly, arrived at a secluded cave, winding and turning. Farmer excitedly threw away the detector: "Little witch, let's go!"
Mo Qingcheng wanted nothing more than to slap the farm away; it was going to turn the world upside down...
A damp, musty smell wafted over, and the Soul-Eating Butterfly stopped, its wings trembling violently.
Farmer rolled his eyes. Idiot, coward!
Mo Qingcheng frowned slightly, her ears twitched, and she dodged the bone needles that came from the shadows.
"Who goes there?" A hoarse, aged voice reached my ears.
Mo Qingcheng clasped her hands in a fist and said, "Senior, I meant no offense. My little pet sneaked in and came looking for me. I apologize for the intrusion."
"..." Silence reigned in the cave, then a series of rustling sounds erupted, followed by an enraged voice: "You've all come to watch this old man's spectacle too?"
"Senior, who do you think you are? Something great?" Mo Qingcheng scoffed disdainfully.
The old man seemed to have been provoked by something, and let out a howl: "Get in here, I'll show you something!"
"Open your eyes? Is this some kind of scam? I'm going to see for myself. It's a deal, if you're lying to me, you'll have to pay me for emotional distress." Mo Qingcheng said casually as she walked toward the source of the voice.
Suddenly, Mo Qingcheng's eyes narrowed.
"Little brat, tell me, who sent you?" came a disheveled old man with more than a dozen iron chains binding his body.
A rustling sound rang out, and Mo Qingcheng's eyes were unfathomable. The old man was taken aback: "Little girl, are you... my young lady?"
Miss? Mo Qingcheng was shocked, her palms sweating.
"Miss... This old servant is sorry..." The old man knelt on the ground with a thud, the iron chains rattling as they struck Mo Qingcheng's heart.
Farmer was dumbfounded. Something seemed off. Why wasn't this going according to plan?
“Miss…this old servant deserves to die!” As soon as the old man finished speaking, he raised his hand and slapped it down on the top of his head.
"Wait... How can you die like this? Who will avenge me for what happened back then?" Mo Qingcheng's eyes narrowed, and she quickly stopped her.
The old man seemed to be pondering Mo Qingcheng's words. After a moment, he slapped his forehead with his palm: "Miss, I've finally met you... This old servant has no regrets even if I die!"
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