no?Mo Qingcheng will not be poisoned, right?

In the next second, there were bursts of exclamations, and only an afterimage flashed past, and Mo Qingcheng appeared again in the blink of an eye, standing behind Mo Qingsong, with long legs deep inside, and kicked up.

"boom!"

"Ah!" Mo Qingcheng screamed, and the bone crack spread, and everyone couldn't help shivering.

So cruel!

too harsh!

How cruel!

Mo Qingsong's face was pale, and he struggled to get up, "Mo Qingcheng, you femme fatale, you must not..." So dead...

Before the words fell, Mo Qingcheng flashed his body: "It's time for you to realize your own value..."

The people who eat melons look at each other, what's the value?What itself?What do you mean?He knows all the words, but these people are connected together, why is there a kind of inexplicable rush?

"roll!"

Mo Qingcheng raised her red lips and kicked Mo Qingsong's third leg.

Before Mo Qingsong could figure out what was going on, he was kicked off the ring and passed out.

The melon-eating man tightly clamped his legs, his eyes full of fear, this bitch doesn't look like a good person...

Mo Qingcheng's eyes were dim, and he glanced at the referee Mo Qingping, "Did the elder use too much force last night?"

"puff!"

"Cough cough!"

"Ah ha ha!"

With Mo Qingcheng's words, there was constant laughter on the playing field, and Mo Qingping deliberately wanted to take advantage of it, but unexpectedly the fire burned himself.

"Mo Qingcheng, you are harming the same kind, you are not worthy of a Mo family girl." Mo Qingping did not announce the result of the competition, but stood on the moral high ground, preemptively, wanting to give Mo Qingcheng a big hat.

Who is Mo Qingcheng?When did you experience such a loss?

"The elder probably has nothing to worry about, so he wants to show off his hair in public?"

After a while, someone responded and laughed even more unscrupulously.Mo Qingping's old face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

"you……"

"Heh, is there no one in the Mo family? Can you invite such a scoundrel to be the referee? My cheap father won't be blind, right?" Mo Qingcheng rolled his eyes and looked towards the stands indifferently.

In Changtian, the head of the counterfeit family felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, and a series of hot eyes shot at him, making him feel uncomfortable.

"Hey, girl Qingqing must be blaming me for not taking good care of his mother?"

A group of elders: "..."

My lord, you seem to be thinking too much, girl Qingqing is scolding you, really scolding you.

Mo Qingping didn't get any benefits, and was pointed at by a little girl, scolded and furious.

The Great Elder Mo Yujiang glanced over coldly, and Mo Qingping shrank his neck in fright, and hurriedly announced the result of the No. [-] ring.

Mo Qingcheng left gracefully without taking a single cloud with her...

The competition was still going on, and then Mo Qingwu, Mo Xinxin and others all came to the stage to compete and successfully advanced.

Mo Qingcheng was idle and bored, and wanted to see Mo Qingwu's moves, but as a result, as soon as he came on stage, he automatically surrendered, as if the disciples of the Mo family had reached an agreement, no matter who it was, as long as they fought against Mo Qingwu, if they couldn't make a move, directly throw in the towel.

Mo Qingcheng shook her head, not to mention, Bai Lianhua's routine is not ordinary, how many smiles did she sell?

Mo Qingwu narrowed her eyes, landed gracefully, and Shi Shiran walked towards Mo Qingcheng's wing.Those who don’t know think that sisters are deeply in love?

Mo Qingcheng rolled his eyes, a meaningful smile curled up on the corner of his mouth, and he got up and left without waiting for Mo Qingwu to step forward.

The people who eat melons are confused, can this work?

"Xinxin, do you think Sister Qingcheng is still angry with me? It's all my fault..."

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