Escape to Farmland: A vicious stepmother dressed as a villain

Mo Qingcheng almost choked to death with a mouthful of old blood, what do you mean?And this kind of flirting?
A group of people made up their minds and hid nearby, so that they would not be discovered by others. They were afraid of being retaliated against. Mo Qingcheng was called a slut, and found a secret place to eat extravagantly.

Hehe, Mrs. Ben doesn't believe it, those two greedy old people won't show up?

As Mo Qingcheng expected, every time the fragrance wafted around, two crazy old men fought one after the other for food, everyone was not surprised, especially Mo Qingcheng.

The ancestors of the Lan family and the ancestors of Xuanyuan ate and ate, felt bad, turned around and ran away, a woman's faint voice came from behind: "Without my antidote, even if you go to the ends of the earth, you will not be able to detoxify..."

"puff!"

"Cough cough..."

"Stinky girl, did you do it on purpose?" The face of the ancestor of the Lan family turned dark. This little girl must have done it on purpose. Maybe she knew her identity a long time ago. What kind of routine is this.

The corner of Xuanyuan Patriarch's mouth twitched, and he took a look at Xuanyuan Lin. It was so useless that his own wife couldn't protect it, so it deserved it!
"Old lunatic, what should we do? Don't you have the antidote in your hand?" The ancestor of the Lan family was dying of stomach pain, his face was not very good-looking, and he had nowhere to vent his anger.

How to break?Wait online, old people, why don't you hurry up?
Patriarch Xuanyuan glared at him: "How does this old man know? Isn't it because of those unsatisfactory little things in your family that make people angry?"

"You... old lunatic, can't you be that Bingshan boy in your family?"

The two of you came and went, and while they were doing it, they sneaked a glance at Mo Qingcheng from the corner of their eyes.

Seeing the man standing still, while eating barbecue, while lightly turning over, the two of them felt alarm bells in their hearts. After some discussion, it was the best policy to slip away.

The world is peaceful, the ancestors of the Lan family and the ancestors of Xuanyuan disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the corners of Mo Qingcheng's mouth curled up. Why is Mrs. Ben so happy?
Such thick golden thighs are useless, waiting to come out of the secret realm, and then trying to find them back, isn't it just a daydream?
In the past two days, in the dim small world, the participating disciples fled in all directions like birds and beasts. For no other reason, two crazy old men came out halfway and killed them.

It's fine to be taught a lesson, and I can't wait to take off my underpants, especially those girls, if they didn't shed a few crocodile tears, they would probably end up in the same way.

I'm so scared, maybe it can be used with birds?
Especially the disciples of the Lan family and the disciples of the Xuanyuan family, how can they be so flimsy?
On this day, when dinner was being served again, Xuanyuan Patriarch and Lan Family Patriarch appeared in front of them with momentum like a rainbow, silently, Xuanyuan Lin and Mo Qingchen's hearts were alarmed, and they retreated quietly.

However, still did not escape the fate of being rubbed...

"Here, stinky girl, this is our battle... This is a meeting gift for you!" Patriarch Xuanyuan put the looted things into the space ring and stuffed them into Mo Qingcheng.

I thought this girl would be polite, but I didn't even look at it, and stuffed it directly into my ring.

The ancestor of the Lan family snorted coldly: "Smelly girl, the old man is starving to death?"

Mo Qingcheng was not awkward either: "Seniors, the door to the Youming Small World opens tonight, please protect us..."

"Ahem..." The ancestor of the Lan family had just gnawed a mouthful of the beggar chicken, and when he heard Mo Qingcheng's words, he almost burned his tongue, and the beggar chicken almost fell to the ground.

"Smelly girl, what are you talking about?" The ancestor of the Lan family suddenly smoked from his head.

"As you think..." Mo Qingcheng smiled and began to draw big cakes: "Otherwise, we won't be able to get out of the small world of Youming. Your two elders have such a chance to go to the Mo Mansion for a meal?"

"Mo Qingcheng, you... fart!"