Dressed as a villain's stepmother, I use spiritual springs to raise cubs

Outside the carriage, Mo Che also heard Mo Qian's order.

The son turned to his mother!

Mo Che's forehead was bulging with bruises, but he could think of Xia Bai'an's resolute side face just before getting into the carriage, upset.

Why, why did Xia Bai'an become this appearance that he had never seen before?

She was aggressive and showed her sharpness, but every word and every word was directed towards him.

It seems that the two are enemies.

And definitely not couples sharing the same bed.

Thinking of this, Mo Che's head ached for no reason, and Yun Xue who was beside him took the opportunity to meet her and said, "Mo Che, don't be angry, isn't Miss Xia's temper always such that she likes to make things difficult for others?"

Mo Che subconsciously pushed the strange woman away.

Unwillingly, Yunxue staggered a step, and raised her voice unconsciously.

"You love her with all your heart, how can she know your heart!"

"Today, she left as soon as she said she wanted to, and beat and scolded her parents as soon as she wanted to. Even you, a husband-in-law, can make a bloody gash in your neck under the eyes of everyone. She has never loved you!"

Literally beats the heart.

Mo Che's headache intensified, and he could only slowly raise his head, his dangerous gaze fell on Yun Xue.

"To shut up."

The thin lips parted slightly, and the words fluttered like the wind.

But Yun Xue suddenly fell silent, goosebumps all over her body, unable to utter a single rebuttal.

Mo Che turned his eyes back to A Gao: "Go after him."

A Gao frowned, and instead of going out of the city, he walked to Mo Che's side again, and said in a low voice, "Miss Yun just mentioned that people from the Hong Yao tribe hang around the capital, and Sun Taiwei seems to want to arrest them. We must go and listen to the detailed plan, otherwise our clansmen..."

"you……"

Mo Che's head hurt even more.

Everything can't be controlled by others, and everything can't be controlled by him.

With a sullen face, he looked at the lust in Yun Xue's eyes, at the unquestionable in A Gao's eyes, and the noisy voices surrounding him, like a big net enveloping him.

Unfortunately, Xia Bai'an was not by his side.

Mo Che took several deep breaths before slowly raising his head, looking at Yun Xue again: "Let's go."

"Mo Che, you just..."

"Gaffe."

Mo Che suppressed the emotions in his eyes, and let this invisible net wrap him, but what appeared in his mind was the blood-colored clansman, the blood-colored her...

On Xia Bai'an's side, Mo Qian still had a gossamer leading him.

As for Hong Yao's matter, there must be no mistakes, otherwise it would be the price of one life after another.

Mo Che pretended to be calm, but there was a voice in his mind mocking him wantonly.

"The matter of Hong Yao is naturally the most important thing. Xia Bai'an is just a passerby, it's all right..."

"But why, are you struggling so much?"

……

"hiss--"

The back of the neck ached without warning.

Xia Bai'an squinted at the greenery in front of him, and subconsciously raised his hand to cover the back of his neck.

"Smelly man..."

She is the one who should be angry, why did Mo Che turn black first?

Xia Bai'an slammed twice on the painful back of her neck, and suddenly felt that this darkening warning device was not a cheat at all, but was here to torture her.

She buried her head in her knees anxiously.

On the side, Mo Qian and the groom stood by to take a break.

The groom was helpless: "It's not long since I left the city, what are you doing for a rest?"

"My mother looks very tired. The carriage is bumpy and dark, and she is becoming more and more out of breath. Take a rest first, and it will not be too late to leave later." Mo Qian is only ten years old, but he speaks maturely and steadily like an adult .

The groom impatiently pinched a piece of horsetail grass and put it in his mouth: "Then I'll go to the toilet and come back later."

"Ah."

Mo Qian nodded, returned to Xia Bai'an's side and sat down, took out a bag of pastries from his arms, "Mother, do you want some?"

"No, I'll just sit for a while." Xia Bai'an shook his head, thinking that after he got used to the tingling pain in the back of his neck, it's time to set off.

"Help me—"

The groom's exclamation came suddenly.

Mo Qian got up immediately, drew out the knife from his waist, and protected Xia Bai'an behind his back.

Xia Bai'an also raised his head slowly in the pain, and the next moment, he saw the groom rushing out with his trousers in his hands: "Quick, run! It's a scam!"

Before he finished speaking, the groom's leg was suddenly grabbed by a bloody hand.

The groom was so startled that he jumped three feet high, most of his pants fell off, and he fell headfirst into the nearby bushes, yelling.

Mo Qian's eyes froze, and he raised the knife in his hand and walked towards the bloody hand.

The bushes trembled slightly, and Mo Qian also aimed at the grass, holding both hands on the handle of the knife, and raised it high towards the bloody man in the bushes.

Go for it, kill with one hit.

"Crash-"

The people inside suddenly rushed towards Mo Qian.

Mo Qian was ready to kill with one blow, but unexpectedly, this man was tall and rushed out of the grass quickly and ruthlessly. He hit his head directly on his shoulder and sent him flying.

"Qian'er!"

Shocked, Xia Bai'an quickly stood up and caught Mo Qian firmly.

Mo Qian was afraid that the blade in his hand would accidentally drop and hurt Xia Bai'an, so he threw it away early to the tree trunk next to him.

And the blood man was also completely exposed to the sun, half of his body was completely dyed red as if soaked in blood.

"Mom, I'll take care of him."

Mo Qian clutched his aching shoulder and went to pick up the knife.

The groom was so frightened that he couldn't stand up while holding on to the tree trunk. Instead, he squirmed in the bushes, mumbling: "It's unlucky, hell during the day..."

ghost?

Xia Bai'an returned to the basket rationally, held the back of his neck that was stinging continuously, and walked towards the bloody man.

"Ma'am!" The groom screamed strangely, he lifted his trousers and touched a wooden stick and struggled to get up, his tongue still curled up, "No, you can't get close, you will be infected with misfortune!"

Mo Qian grabbed the knife and turned around, only to see that Xia Bai'an was already supporting the man's head.

The man's face was relatively clean. He stared at Xia Bai'an with a pair of bright eyes for a long while, and opened his mouth with joy, but he didn't make any sound. Then his blood-stained hands frantically fell on the ground. Leave a few marks on it.

"It's okay, he's not cheating, he's injured."

Xia Bai'an said calmly, and put his fingertips on the other party's throat, and then opened his mouth with his fingers, "Someone drugged him, and he can't speak for a while, but he is not aggressive, don't be afraid."

Mo Qian still held the knife tightly.

The groom heard that it was not a fake corpse, so he stood up while scolding his mother: "You are a fucking person, so don't lie down in the grass like a poisonous snake and a beast, you will scare me to death!"

"He may have been wounded in the leg. Give him a hand and put him in the carriage."

As Xia Bai'an said, he clutched the back of his neck and dragged his arm.

After hearing this, Mo Qian and the groom shook their heads in disapproval: "He's covered in blood, don't be some gangster."

And Xia Bai'an stared at his face for a long time: "I know him."