Escape to Farmland: A vicious stepmother dressed as a villain

Mo Qingcheng glanced back, turned around and walked towards the "underworld".

Mo San stretched out his hand anxiously, and followed for a few steps, but was grabbed by Bai Yi: "Don't make trouble for Madam..."

"But..." What if Madam is in danger?

"Boom!"

In the next second, thunder sounded.

Mo San was so frightened that his soul flew away: "Boss Bai, hurry up and save Madam!"

"It's late..." Bai Yi frowned, resisting the urge to catch up, clenched his fists, and stared at the beautiful figure, feeling uncomfortable.

"Hiss..." Mo Qingcheng let out a muffled snort, hurting the instructor to death.

The fog lifted, Bai Yi and Mo San's sight was blocked, and they were extremely anxious.

"Go!" Bai Yi grabbed Mo San's arm, went up and down a few times, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

A bad premonition rose in Mo Qingcheng's heart, and he dodged into the space, hiding first before speaking.

After a while, several strange figures appeared in front of the boundary marker of "Underworld", looking for something.

"Little witch, they seem to be looking for you..." Mr. Farm's gloating voice reached his ears.

Mo Qingcheng sneered: "Otherwise, what do you think?"

"Hey, little witch, is this drifting away?" Mr. Farm groaned, glanced at Mo Qingcheng, his eyes turned to think, "Little witch, let's discuss something..."

"Stop!" Mo Qingcheng's eyelids twitched, he interrupted Mr. Farm and looked towards the water curtain.

The messenger who guards the Hades?

Ah……

Mo Qingcheng blinked, and a smirk curled up on the corner of his mouth.

"boom!"

Mo Qingcheng threw a stone and hit a figure.

"Who?"

"who is it?"

"Get out now!"

Several strange figures all looked towards the direction where Mo Qingcheng was hiding, but they didn't even see a ghost.

Several people looked at each other and searched again. There was a clear thunder just now, indicating that outsiders broke into the Mingzu.

Several people were in a state of desperation, and after searching for more than an hour, Mao couldn't find it, and left angrily.

Mo Qingcheng yawned, Shen Lege lazily walked out of the house, ate the fruit picked by the farmer, and rolled his eyes: "Little Junjun, I only have you to rely on now..."

Mr. Farm curled his lips: "Coax children or coax children?"

"No, Xiao Junjun, you go out with me, no, I'll take you out to eat and drink spicy food, how about it?" Mo Qingcheng turned into a wolf grandma, smiling as fake as he could, his cheeks almost froze.

Mr. Farm disappeared before his eyes with a whoosh.

Mo Qingcheng: "..."

Another day of being hated.

After another half an hour, Mo Qingcheng changed his attire, stepped out of the space, turned into a streamer, and went straight to Yuncheng, the main city where the Yun family was located.

Yuncheng is the first checkpoint for entering the Mingzu. I heard that the Yun family has special means to check whether the people entering the city are from outsiders.

Mo Qingcheng coughed lightly, glanced down at her attire, hmm, absolutely no problem.

The decorations of Yuncheng's direct descendants are famous for their gorgeous decorations. Mr. Farmer found the ornaments from nowhere, and gave them to Mo Qingcheng with all his brains.

On Mo Qingcheng's waist, feet, wrists, and hair bun, there are things that can be worn or hung or inserted. He holds a folding fan inlaid with pearls in his hand, full of scorn.

"Stop! What are you doing in Yuncheng?" Mo Qingcheng was stopped by the guards guarding the city, and a long sword was pressed against her neck.

Mo Qingcheng curled her lips in disgust, "Little brother, why are you so rude?"

"Cough cough..."

"puff!"