Escape to Farmland: A vicious stepmother dressed as a villain

Mo Qingcheng's voice was as cold as ice, if he didn't give him a fatal blow, he would come to make trouble again.

Damn!

The tall and thin man with the hooked nose was so angry that he was half dead, bah, bitch!

Mo Qingcheng flipped his wrist, and a large steel knife appeared out of nowhere, and it swung horizontally to block the tall, thin, eagle-nosed long sword.

The tall and thin man with the hooked nose was stunned for two seconds, holding a breath in his heart, little girl, don't give her some color, I don't know why the flower is so booming?

As soon as they fought, Mo Qingcheng knew that the gap between himself and the tall and thin hooked nose was not at the same level as hers, it was two steps higher.

Mo Qingcheng has a toothache, should he use the laboratory weapon or not?This is a problem.

Shangguan Yichen and the short gray-clothed man were mostly together, and the move was a killer move.

The man in gray was slightly stunned, when did the little brats become so powerful?

Dissatisfied!

I don't accept it!

The short man in gray suddenly changed his tactics, and Shangguan Yichen instantly felt a powerful suppressing force.

puff!

After more than a dozen moves, Shangguan Yichen spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was pale.

Mo Qingcheng frowned: "Boss, step back."

"Mother!" Shangguan Yichen shook his head, he couldn't let his mother be in danger alone.

A cruel smile curled up on the corner of the short gray-clothed man's mouth, and he pierced the little boy's heart with a sword.

At the very moment, a ghost figure flashed past.

Shangguan Yichen's waist tightened, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

The short man in gray shrank his eyes when he saw Bai Yi: "You are..."

"Your uncle!" Bai Yi put Shangguan Yichen on the ground, facing him with a sword, fast and ruthless.

The short man in gray couldn't dodge in time, his waistline was scratched, and he was bleeding profusely.

Mom sells batches, I don't want to lose face?

Bai Yi frowned slightly: "My hand slipped, come again!"

"Pfft!" The short man in gray almost choked to death on a mouthful of old blood, he was beating and beating, but for some reason, his movements were a little stiff.

Suddenly, he realized that this damn fool poisoned himself.

Not much, when Bai Yi melted away the waistline of the short man in gray, he poisoned him.

Hehe, not to mention, Qinger is so caring, colorless and odorless, so easy to use!

The corner of Mo Qingcheng's mouth turned into a cold expression, too lazy to fight, he directly took out his big sniper, locked on the target, and fired... the gun.

The tall, thin man in gray quickly dodged, but he was half a beat too late. Before he could react, he was already in the middle lane and fell to the ground dead.

Everything changed in a blink of an eye, as soon as Bai made a move, he knew the name of the short man in gray with a sword, picked up Shangguan Yichen, turned around and disappeared in place.

Mo Qingcheng took out a bottle of liquid medicine, sprinkled it on the two gray-clothed men, tapped his toes, and disappeared in the blink of an eye...

When they returned to the cave, Mo Qingcheng's expression turned ugly.

"Ling Feng, take your master and move quickly."

Ling Feng was stunned on the spot: "Mrs. Mo, my master..." He couldn't get up yet, how could he transfer?

Mo Qingcheng narrowed his eyes, and was about to say that he was responsible, when Bai Yi took over, "I'm carrying it."

Shangguan Yichen breathed a sigh of relief again, his mother's secret must not be revealed, at most healed this man twice more, and he would not die.

In the face of life and death, no one can threaten mother.

Mo Qingcheng had no choice but to give up, Ling Feng nodded.

Turning his head, Mo Qingcheng took out a soft chair, and Bai Yi put it on his back in disgust.

Together with Mo Qingcheng, Ling Feng put Baili Mingyue on the soft chair and tied it to Bai Yi's body.

Mo Qingcheng thought for a while, took out an oversized gauze scarf, and covered Baili Mingyue's face.

Baili Mingyue: "..."

Is this trying to suffocate my lord?

The corner of Ling Feng's mouth twitched wildly, and the other two wounded were carried on the back by his accomplices.

A group of people disappeared into the cave. After a stick of incense, a dozen gray-clothed men followed the trail to find them, but the cave was empty.

Damn!

Chase!