Escape to Farmland: A vicious stepmother dressed as a villain

Chapter 927 Narcissism is a disease and must be cured!
At the very moment, a figure came forward in the blink of an eye, and slapped the person who attacked Mo Qingfeng away with his palm.

"Miss Patriarch!" Mo Qingfeng spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were a little dazed, and when he raised his head, that figure came into his eyes, mixed with sadness and joy.

Miss Patriarch is finally here!

The obsession in Mo Qingfeng's heart struggled to hold on, and now he finally saw the Miss Patriarch, his eyes darkened, and he passed out...

Mo Qingcheng frowned slightly, "Qing'er..."

"Mother, don't worry, leave it to me." Sister Mu Wanqing rushed to the unconscious Mo Qingfeng and Mo Qingchen, felt their pulse and treated their wounds.

Tsk tsk, why is it such a bad word?
Mu Wanqing silently shed a tear of sympathy for the white-clothed man in front of her. Who is wrong to offend, but why can't she think about bullying the person her mother is covering?

Mo Qingcheng glanced coldly at the man in white: "Report your name, my wife won't beat up nameless ghosts."

"puff!"

The man in white really wanted to squirt his old blood on Mo Qingcheng's face, you damn little slut.

"Hmph! Have you taken a fancy to me?" I won't tell you!
Mo Qingcheng rolled her eyes, "Narcissism is a disease, it must be cured!"

The man in white: "..."

What the hell?How much does this look down on me?
snort!
The man snorted coldly, and struck at the slightest disagreement.

Mo Qingcheng's eyes are getting colder and colder, the face for you?Since she was in a hurry to be beaten, is there any reason for my wife to be unfulfilled?Beat up until your parents don't know each other, believe it or not, report your family name.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The man in white slapped three palms in a row, thinking that the little slut must not be able to hide, it won't be too late to clean up Mo Qingcheng and those two sluts.

The ideal is full, but the reality is skinny.

As soon as they fought, a bad premonition rose in the heart of the man in white, and he missed it...

Mo Qingcheng sneered, flicked the long whip in his hand, and rolled it towards the neck of the man in white.

The man in white frowned slightly, a strange red flashed in his eyes, and once again blasted out a palm mixed with several hidden weapons, directly hitting Mo Qingcheng's vitals.

"Ahem..." Mo Qingchen slowly opened his eyes, woke up from the pain, and when he opened his eyes, he took a deep breath.

"Be careful! Conjuring the soul!" Mo Qingchen exclaimed and coughed again.

Mo Qingcheng glanced coldly, soul-stirring technique?
Hehe, it's not certain who takes whose soul...

Mo Qingchen's face was pale, and he tried hard not to close his eyes, his expression painful.

Mu Wanqing's face was serious: "Uncle Qingchen, do you want to hold your mother back?"

Mo Qingchen: "..."

It is not very harmful and extremely insulting.

Heartbroken!
The man in white is the twin brother of Ji Haoyu, the young master of the Ming clan, Ji Jiutian. Because of practicing sorcery, he can't see the light, so he secretly does some shady things and becomes the shadow killer of Ji Haoyu, the young master of the Ming clan.

Ji Jiutian smiled strangely, and Mo Qingcheng's eyes subconsciously met Ji Jiutian's.

You bitch, go to hell!

Ji Jiutian felt relieved that he was finally going to kill this local turtle.Heh, this son is also killing the hidden family...

In the next second, Ji Jiutian's eyes were full of disbelief, and there was a stabbing pain in his mind. How could it be?
"what--"

"puff!"

Ji Jiutian let out a scream, spat out a mouthful of blood, his mind exploded, and he almost fell into a coma.

Mo Qingcheng pouted: "That's it?"

"Sissy and domineering!"

"My mother is mighty!"

Mr. Farm curled his lips, his eyes full of disgust: "Hmph, little witch, you owe me a favor."

"Yes, yes, Junjun, you are the best Junjun in the world..." Mo Qingcheng shot a series of rainbow farts, Junjun's spiritual power is strong, it is not for nothing...

Mr. Farm rolled his eyes: "Little witch, you don't talk about martial arts!"

"puff!"

(End of this chapter)