Escape to Farmland: A vicious stepmother dressed as a villain

The Sixth Elder, Mo Yun, was so angry that he held his breath, why was it always me who got hurt?
Mo Qingcheng pursed his lips, eyes full of grievances: "What is the sixth elder talking about? On the way back, I gave you the best medicine pills and martial arts secrets... all... all to honor you..."

Sixth Elder Mo Yun: "..."

Shut up you!

I'm so pissed off!

Now it's hard to say, even jumping into the Yellow River can't clean it up, you damn stinky girl.

A look of coldness flashed in the eyes of the Ninth Elder: "Mo Yun, you are an eight-year-old brat, dare to bully the little girl covered by your aunt, say, where is it itchy?"

"You... Mo Chuyue, you crazy woman, what's the matter with you here?" The sixth elder, Mo Yun, was so angry that the top of his head was smoldering, "Is it true that Baibai Yingyue is disgusted by you?"

It hit the sore spot in one stroke, and it is worthy of being a small expert in stabbing a knife.

Sixth Elder Mo Yun's words stabbed Ninth Elder Mo Chuyue's lungs.

"Old man, come here and see if my aunt will beat you to death?" Mo Chuyue snorted coldly, an old man with long hair and short knowledge! "

"Brother, your news is too late, you don't know about the major events that happened in the Mo family?"

Do you plan to clean yourself up for the martial arts competition?Oh, I can't wait...

Mo Qingcheng dodged and hid aside to watch the excitement, hehe, Elder Ninth is really a good person.

Well, be good, a big bag of delicious food is really a big profit.I have long seen that old thing Mo Yun is not pleasing to the eye, but it was just a random beating, how can such a good thing happen?

"What's the big deal? Good brother, tell me quickly, let me have fun together."

Hehe, Elder Ninth's hand sank, and he weighed the things in his hand, smiling so hard that his teeth couldn't see.

With a flick of a finger, in the blink of an eye, it was the day of the Mo Family Grand Competition. I don't know whether it was intentional or not, the news that Mo Qingcheng's useless dim sum was going to participate in the competition disappeared.

The Ninth Elder, Mo Chuyue and his brothers put their arms around Mo Qingcheng's shoulders: "Girl, how are you doing?"

The gossip was full of meaning, and the person being talked about, Mo Qingcheng, ate, drank, entertained, and slept better than anyone else.

Bai Yi thoughtfully brought up the food, the sky is big and the earth is big, Madam eats the most.

"Too much deceit! How can this be reasonable?" Sixth Elder Mo Yun's brain became hot, and he started a fight with Ninth Elder Mo Chuyue.

Here, the Sixth Elder, Mo Yun, was abused by the Ninth Elder, Mo Chuyue. He had nothing to love, and fled in embarrassment.

"Elder beauty, you are so beautiful and sassy, ​​I love it, I love it, this is for you!"

"Have you heard? The new young lady is going to compete."

Mo Qingcheng's eyes flickered slightly, he touched his nose embarrassingly, hooked his shoulders with the Ninth Elder, and walked away in a chic manner, everyone was in a mess in the conference hall...

Mo Qingcheng sat up lazily, with a hoarse voice, "Wait a minute!"

Mo Qingcheng returned to Fengxi Pavilion, his eyes were getting colder, the counterfeit Patriarch and Mo Qingwu just wish they could die so much?Could it be that they have other secrets in their hands?

Bai Yi and the others took the initiative to find work, and no one came to disturb Mo Qingcheng, especially Bai Yi, who arranged things properly, and Hei Yi muttered a few words, but dared not go against his wishes...

Thinking about it, that little bastard Bai Shanshan lost so many things without making a sound, there must be a big hole waiting for her.

"Ma'am, it's time to compete!" Bai Yi's voice rang in his ears.

Hei saw his teeth itching, wishing he could slap Bai Yi's face, dog legs!
When a group of people came to the competition venue, there was already a sea of ​​people, and they couldn't squeeze together.

"Madam, how about I try my best to protect you and squeeze in?" Mo San's eyes flickered slightly, not daring to meet Mo Qingcheng's gaze.

Mo Qingcheng chuckled, "Okay..."

"puff!"

"Cough cough..."