Escape to Farmland: A vicious stepmother dressed as a villain

The air froze for an instant, and Cai Yulan's face was grim: "I'll give you face, since you don't want it, don't blame my subordinates for being merciless."

"That's a lot of bullshit!" Mo Qingcheng rolled his eyes and closed his eyes, exasperated.

"Damn it!" Cai Yulan curled her fingers into claws and pointed towards Mo Qingcheng's throat.

Mo Qingcheng raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he smiled charmingly: "You really deserve to die!"

Cai Yulan's eyes were strange, and Mo Qingcheng was not surprised that her aura was rising steadily. She didn't know that Cai Yulan lived in a magical old monster, but usually her strength would increase at critical moments.

How difficult is this?

Mo Qingcheng waved his small hand, and smiled innocently: "My wife gave you a big gift, and I don't want to thank you for your kindness."

A handful of colorless and odorless powder floated on Cai Yulan's face and body.

Cai Yulan's complexion changed slightly, she quickly dodged, but she was a little too late, something stuck to her face, it was hot, for a moment, it was like ten thousand ants eating her heart, it made her almost lose her mind in pain.

Mo Qingcheng giggled: "Miss Cai, are you surprised or not?"

"..." Just as Cai Yulan opened her mouth, she realized that she couldn't make a sound, and the hatred in her eyes was even worse.

Mo Qingcheng bent her lips: "The antidote."

"Don't even think about it!" Cai Yulan gritted her teeth, with a ferocious face, and slapped it down.

The afterimage of Mo Qingcheng flashed and disappeared in the blink of an eye, and Cai Yulan's eyes shrank suddenly.

how can that be?

"An antidote!"

"My lord... Even if you die, you can't even think about it!" Cai Yulan laughed wildly, and died after a dozen or so breaths.

Mo Qingcheng's hands were quick and his eyes were quick, and the Soul Devourer whip rolled, and a nearly transparent soul on the whip was struggling endlessly.

"Heh, want to run?" Mo Qingcheng arrested a ghost that occupied Cai Yulan, and used soul searching techniques to search the memory of the old monster, trying to completely detoxify Bai Yueniang.

Unexpectedly, the broken memory of the old monster's poisoning seems to have been deducted long ago, or deliberately sealed.After the soul search was over, the old monster's soul completely disappeared into the world, Mo Qingcheng's face was pale, and suddenly a handkerchief appeared in front of him.

Mo Qingcheng's heart trembled, and he turned his head slowly: "Why is it you?"

"Why can't it be me?" The man was wearing a black robe, with a layer of cold air lingering on his mask.

"Stay away from my mother!" A small figure rushed towards Mo Qingcheng, staring coldly at the obstructive man.

Xuanyuan Lin smiled wryly: "I have no ill intentions towards you..."

"Bad people never say they are bad!" Shangguan Yichen looked at Xuanyuan Lin vigilantly, holding the long sword tightly in his hand, ready to strike at any time.

There was a smile on the corner of Mo Qingcheng's mouth, and a warm current flowed in his heart: "Boss, mother is fine..."

"You are not my mother's favorite dish!" Shangguan Yichen raised his lips evilly, turned around, and supported Mo Qingcheng to go forward.

Xuanyuan Lin opened his mouth and watched helplessly as one big and one small got on their horses and walked away.

"Master... how long are you going to keep it a secret?" Yun Feng sighed softly, "If this continues, I'm afraid..."

"Are you free?" Xuanyuan Lin glanced coldly, unable to detect any emotion.

Yun Feng: "..."

You deserve to be single!

snort!

Ben... this subordinate curses you for chasing your wife's crematorium!

Yun Feng lowered his eyes and remained silent, silently slandering his heart, hoping that his wife would never forgive the master for the rest of his life, and it would be better to choose another good son-in-law.

Xuanyuan Lin stood on the spot, staring at the direction where the mother and son disappeared, thoughtfully, she was hurt...

Mo Qingcheng's brain lacked oxygen, and his breathing was a little unsteady. After walking about three or five miles, his body softened, and he was about to fall off the horse.

"Mother!" Shangguan Yichen screamed, and it was too late to make a move.

At the very moment, a white figure descended from the sky, with his long arms stretched out, he held Mo Qingcheng in his arms.

Shangguan Yichen narrowed his eyes...