Escape to Farmland: A vicious stepmother dressed as a villain

Chapter 632
Ling Yueling stood aside dumbly, watching the third elder of her family spit out a mouthful of black blood, and regained consciousness in an instant.

"Three elders!"

"stop!"

Ling Yueling: "..."

So arrogant!
I really want to go up and grab her face...

But goose, you can't act rashly, could it be that your brain has twitched today, and you trust this strange woman so much?
Ling Yueling closed her eyes and treated a dead horse as a living horse doctor. What if there is improvement?

The matter that the Patriarch explained has not been completed, if something happens to the Third Elder again, and he can't argue with himself when he goes back, he will definitely be dealt with by the family law...

Mo Qingcheng was not in the mood to watch Ling Yueling mourning the autumn and the spring, and when she opened her mouth, she commanded her to go around and didn't have time to think about it.

"You... did it on purpose?" Ling Yueling realized later, and was fooled again...

"Correct!"

Mo Qingcheng nodded sharply, "Don't pay anything? Does Miss Ling think that her face is boundless?"

Ling Yueling: "..."

Itchy hands!

How can I break it if I really want to beat someone up?
Wait online!
urgent!
Mo Qingcheng is not used to her, they are all young ladies, who is afraid of whom?

Oh, no, it's all ladies, you have to listen to me!

Ling Yueling lost her temper due to the torment, her hands and feet were numb, her limbs were weak, she staggered, and rushed towards Mo San.

Mo San was in a bad mood, so he dodged away.

Ling Yueling was not so lucky, the basin fell, the sewage splashed on her face, her ankle was sprained, her waist was about to break...

woo woo woo...

How can you have a face?
"Miss Ling's family is very skilled!" Mo San stabbed his heart, showing no mercy.

Ling Yueling: "..."

This guy deserves more beating.

"Heh, Miss Ling, do you want to buy one and get one free?"

"puff!"

"Cough cough..."

Ling Yueling sipped old blood, hurt her feet, and couldn't even get up.

The third elder coughed for a while, his face flushed, and his consciousness gradually returned.What did he just hear?My young lady was disliked by others?Still being despised by an unknown person.

it is good!
very good!
Since when did the young lady of the Ling family become so worthless?
I am so mad!
"If you want to die, continue!" A frosty voice came from above the head.

The third elder of the Ling family trembled without warning.

Mo Qingcheng was so angry that he almost rolled his eyes, raised his needle and dropped it, the third elder of the Ling family let out a muffled groan, he was stabbed for a while, his whole body was weak, he couldn't make a sound, and broke out in a cold sweat.

Half an hour later, Mo Qingcheng dropped a bottle of elixir and walked away.

Ling Yueling was dumbfounded for a while, everyone had disappeared, so she thought about thanking her.

"Wait...ahem..." the third elder stopped him.

Ling Yueling drilled her fists, stood still, took care of the third elder to rest, and lay on the bed by herself, obviously sleepy, but couldn't fall asleep from tossing and turning.

Inadvertently, Miss Mo's eyes that seemed to be a smile but not a smile appeared in her mind, and her alluring face could not be taken away...

Mo Qingcheng was a little tired, so he yawned, waved his hand, and asked Mo San to go to sleep.

"Master..." Mo San was worried, and wanted to stay overnight, but was driven away by Mo Qingcheng.

A big man, standing at the door, how can he sleep soundly?

Mo Qingcheng sprinkled medicinal powder at the door, arranged a simple psychedelic formation, climbed onto the bed, and talked to Duke Zhou about life...

Mo Qingcheng slept until the sun was high, lazily opened his eyes, a new day had begun,

During breakfast, Mo Yi brought an unexpected news that the five of Mo 22 died collectively.

Mo Qingcheng: "..."

He is really a caring guard, always thinking of the master, eating and talking about such an appetizing thing, besides Mo Yi, who else can do it so well?
Mo Yiyue said, his voice became softer, and seeing Mo Qingcheng's face turned dark, he trembled: "Master, I said I didn't do it on purpose, do you believe me?"

"Believe in you!"

(End of this chapter)