Escape to Farmland: A vicious stepmother dressed as a villain

Hei disappeared in the blink of an eye, a white shadow flashed past, Mo Qingcheng couldn't help but touch his forehead, why are you so excited?

"Mother, you can go..." Mu Yunchuan was so calm, the little guy took his chopsticks in a leisurely manner and continued to struggle with the food.

Shangguan Yichen raised his eyelids: "The two of them are enough..."

Mo Qingcheng: "..."

The boss and the fourth child are awesome, and my mother admires them extremely.

One big and one small, the little boy and the little guy looked at each other, courteously, peeping at Mo Qingcheng's reaction while eating.

Mo Qingcheng: "..."

Picking up the wine glass and taking a sip, the instructor is simply too lazy to move, hoping that Bai Jiahei will catch up with him?

Thinking too much...

As expected, after a quarter of an hour, two shadows, one white and one black, floated to the ground.

"Ma'am, I lost my heel..."

"Ma'am, the other party is very cunning."

"Sit, eat!" Mo Qingcheng uttered two words without any emotion on his face, and drank the wine slowly.

Bai Yi: "..."

Hei Yi: "..."

The two looked at each other, picked up the chopsticks, and the food on the plate decreased rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Half a cup of tea time, the cups and plates were messed up, those who didn't know it thought they were hungry for seven days and seven nights.

Mo Qingcheng took out a pen and paper, wrote a recipe, and threw it to the shopkeeper when she went downstairs.

The shopkeeper personally sent everyone to the door, and the young man held a large oiled paper bag in his hand and handed it to Mo Qingcheng.

Mo Qingcheng signaled Hei Yi to take it with him, and Hei Yi sniffed hard, drooling from greed.

The shopkeeper reluctantly watched the three fast horses go away, lowered his eyes and unfolded the menu in his hand, and slapped the younger brother on the shoulder excitedly: "Haha, we made a profit."

Second brother: "..."

With a dazed look on his face, his feet slipped, and he almost knelt down. The shopkeeper, you don't like small things, and you can't be in public...

The shopkeeper smiled and scolded: "Silly boy, you can earn an extra tael of silver every month, aren't you happy?"

ha?

The second brother hugged the shopkeeper's thigh: "Really?"

"Really! It's more real than pearls..."

Second brother: "..."

In the fog, being fooled by the shopkeeper and doing a lot of work...

Let's say that Mo Qingcheng thought about it, didn't let Heiyi enter the space, and there were multiple free thugs at the critical moment, why not do it?

Shangguan Yichen was a little worried: "Mother, if a fight breaks out soon, fourth brother..." Are you hiding?

"Boss, don't worry, mother will protect the fourth child." Mo Qingcheng wanted Mu Yunchuan to be more knowledgeable, and this kid had one bad idea after another, maybe he could help at a critical moment.

Mu Yunchuan was eager to try, and suppressed the ecstasy in his heart: "Mother, Chuan'er will not hold you and elder brother back..."

"..." Shangguan Yichen swept his eyes coldly, I believe you are a ghost.

The corner of Mu Yunchuan's mouth turned into a cold arc. Before coming, the third sister was worried, so she stuffed him with a treasure, not to mention a few people, even a thousand-year-old demon couldn't escape.

Mo Qingcheng automatically ignores his son's embarrassing expression, the little ones can only grow rapidly through experience.

Flowers in the greenhouse are prone to premature death.

An hour later, a valley blocked the way, Mo Qingcheng reined in the reins, the horse neighed and stopped moving forward.

At the entrance of the valley, two large characters came into view: "Ghost Valley."

"Mother, are we going to ride horses?" Mu Yunchuan frowned as he looked at the thorny valley.

"En." Mo Qingcheng nodded: "You go first, mother will take care of it, and catch up with you later."

Shangguan Yichen raised his eyes, and stared at Mo Qingcheng, full of warning, don't be too ostentatious.

Mo Qingcheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Boss, take care of younger brother."

"Mother, I will be good..." Mu Yunchuan was afraid that his elder brother would be angry, so he patted his chest and promised.

"Okay, take the antidote." Mo Qingcheng threw a bottle of elixir to Shangguan Yichen, whistled, and three thousand-mile horses obediently stood beside him.

Shangguan Yichen distributed the antidote to Mu Yunchuan and Bai Jiahei, took his younger brother's hand, and walked into the thorns.

Mo Qingcheng's eyes were heavy, and he put tracking powder on several people. It was only a matter of time before he caught up. He waved Qian Liju away and said lightly: "Little Junjun, let's go too..."