Escape to Farmland: A vicious stepmother dressed as a villain

Mo Qingcheng stabbed a hornet's nest with one sentence, and several participating disciples glared at her angrily.

"Mo Qingcheng, you selfish villain, you took the opportunity to seek benefits for yourself, are you worthy of the Patriarch's hard work in sending someone to find you?"

The aggressive young man's name is Mo Qingfeng, and he is Mo Qingwu's loyal lackey.

Mo Qingcheng glanced at it, tsk tsk, it's a pity that he was dressed in white, he thought he was a handsome young man, but unexpectedly he had ugly eyes.

"Hehe, who are you? What kind of onion are you? It is a great gift from my father to let you participate in the competition. Why, I eat too much dog food, and I don't understand the difference between a concubine and a concubine? Don't bully me when she came back from the periphery. I don’t understand these things.”

Mo Qingcheng was in full swing, with a small mouth, whoever was going to hate whom.

The corners of the mouths of the elders twitched, this girl is eloquent, these bastards think the current Mo family is still the former Mo family?

"Hehe, Miss Mo, do you think the competition is done with your mouth?" The one who spoke was Mo Xinxin, who was somewhat talented, with his nostrils upturned. He had heard Mo Qingwu cry a long time ago, and Mo Qingcheng tortured their brothers and sisters in various ways.

"Hey, who's mad dog? Why don't you put it on a chain? Cheap dad, is our Mo family's family law just a decoration?" Mo Qingcheng rolled his eyes, took out a bag of pumpkin seeds, and ate it while talking.

The sound of "Kaba Kaba" sounded in the huge meeting hall, and everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Qingqing, you...cough cough..." The owner of the counterfeit looked at Mo Qingcheng helplessly all day long.

Heh, this dead girl is really surprisingly mean-spirited, it's not easy for him to be a cheap father.

"Father cheap, don't worry, I'll leave these middle school sophomores with ulterior motives to Qingqing!" Feng Yun poured out the pumpkin seed skin, clapped her hands, and said casually.

Everyone: "..."

The smell is very fragrant, I also want to have a pack...

The other disciples of the side branches of the Mohist school quit in an instant, pointing their finger at Mo Qingcheng one after another.

"Mo Qingcheng, it's fine for you to bully Miss Qingwu, but openly yelling in the conference hall, is this trying to challenge the majesty of the Great Elder?"

The one who spoke was a young man in black, looking very unbeatable, Mo Qingcheng waved his small hand, his cold eyes swept away.

"Smelly mouth, I'll give you a free wash!"

"Whoosh, whoosh!" In the next second, the three silver needles went straight to Mo Qingyue's three main points.

Mo Qingyue never dreamed that Mo Qingcheng would strike at the slightest disagreement. Under the eyes of everyone, the silver needle flew towards her, and she turned sideways to hide, causing a storm in her heart.

"Pfft!" Another silver needle flew towards Mo Qingyue at a tricky angle, and it was unavoidable, staring at Mo Qingyue's dumb acupoint.

"Ah—" Mo Qingyue roared, but found that she couldn't make a sound, and a smear of blood flashed in her eyes, she was extremely embarrassed.

Mo Qingcheng's cold voice sounded in the conference hall, "The side branch of the Mo family must have the self-consciousness of the side branch, do you think that with a few tricks of three-legged cat's kung fu, you can raise your tail to the sky?"

Everyone: "..."

Why does your face hurt so much?

"Ms. Ben has a good temper and doesn't want to care about it. It's because I have a kind heart. I warn some people not to put their noses on your face, otherwise, don't blame your aunt for not giving you face!"

Everyone: "..."

The face hurts even more, why is it broken?

"Father cheap, elders, is it a joke for our Mo family to take part in the competition with this kind of disciple?" Mo Qingcheng's eyes flashed coldly, "No wonder the backyard is involved in politics!"

Everyone: "..."

The mother whose face was slapped couldn't recognize her.

Ah ha ha!

But why do you feel so relieved!

Except for the Sixth Elder God who was sitting there filling the pen refills, the other elders watched the scene in front of them with great interest.

"Ahem, Xiao Qingqing, do you still have the melon seeds you ate just now?"

"puff!"

"Cough cough..."