"Rumble!"
Mo Qiong had just escaped with the girl in his arms when the house collapsed.
A broken brick slammed into Mo Qiong's back. He grunted, rolled through the air several times while clutching the little girl, and landed on the roof of the building across the way.
The buildings here were only two stories tall, not even reaching the Ghost of Mount Tai's chest.
Even the two girls together weren't as large as that monster's fist.
"Ah! My house is gone!" the little girl said with teary eyes.
"It's fine. I'll build you a new house later!" Mo Qiong said in a childish voice.
The girl wiped her tears and said, "Big Sis, hurry up and hit it!"
Mo Qiong was speechless. This thing was impervious to blades and weapons, and even his alloy Great Sword had shattered. Charging in with his flesh-and-blood body would just be suicide, wouldn't it?
The plan remained unchanged: he still had to kite the monster. But he urgently needed more sugar, so he gritted his teeth and asked, "Where else can we find sugar?"
Granted, every household here would definitely have some sugar, but they would certainly have only a little, and it would be difficult to find and carry. A small shop was still best, since everything would be in one place.
Unexpectedly, when she heard Mo Qiong ask her for sugar again, the girl hurriedly shook her head. "There's none left. None at all."
"..." Mo Qiong changed his approach. "How about I buy you some sugar to make up for it? Tell me where you bought it."
"Okay, okay! Uh..." The little girl immediately brightened, then looked around as though searching for the shop where she had bought it.
Mo Qiong pulled her along and leaped high into the air.