Wuqu felt his blood run cold. He was incomparably huge in front of Qin Mu, but in front of the chubby baby's face, he was pitifully small.
The chubby baby stretched his hand to grabbed him, and even with his remarkable abilities, he couldn't break free. The baby put him into his mouth.
"My old brother and I share a name."
Before he died, he heard Qin Mu's voice. "That's because we share a soul, and we share a corporeal body."
The chubby baby swallowed him up in his mouth and started to chew vigorously. He suddenly grabbed towards Qin Mu in excitement. "Bad younger brother, die!"
And at that moment, Qin Mu's corporeal body took out a willow leaf and stuck it gently back on the heart of his brows.
Before the chubby baby could grab Qin Mu, a formless force came sweeping over and pulled him into the abyss.
"Bad brother—"