Escape to Farmland: A vicious stepmother dressed as a villain

Mo Qingcheng was taken aback, why is this voice still so beating?

Nani?

Black ocher pan?

"puff!"

In the next second, Mo Qingcheng burst out laughing directly, a familiar aura was hidden in the aura of the black ocher pan.

"Old monster, it turned out to be you!"

"Little witch?" The black ocher pan turned around and ran away as if facing a formidable enemy.

"boom!"

Mo Qingcheng flipped his wrist, and flung out a sleepy dragon talisman, which exploded centered on the black ocher pan.

By the way, this is still a gift from Interstellar Farm. It was dug out from a bunch of messy supplements, but it can still be used like this.

"Oh..." The black ochre pan seemed to never have imagined that the little witch actually... actually... never let him go...

Is it too late to regret now?

"Did you come here by yourself? Or did you wait for this instructor to beat you up and your parents don't know each other?" A piercingly cold voice pierced through the water waves, echoing in circles and ripples.

In the next second, a black ball of hair rushed into Mo Qingcheng's arms with a whoosh.

"Get out!" Your uncle's...

The black ocher pan trembled, and walked around Mo Qingcheng, not knowing where to settle.

"Let's go!" A familiar claw grabbed the black ocher pan in disgust and threw it into the interstellar farm.

"Little Junjun, take care of this wicked thing, the space is destroyed, you don't want to live alone!"

The innocent Mr. Interstellar Farm was shot to death at the scene of a large-scale shooting. He couldn't stand still and rolled into the colorful river...

I've seen wicked people, but I've never seen such wicked ones, so it's none of my business?

Mo Qingcheng spit out a mouthful of turbid water, glanced at the sky where the thunder and lightning billowed, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

When surfacing, Mo Qingcheng glanced at the water surface inadvertently, his eyes narrowed.

Nani?

All kinds of fish on the water surface formed a gossip pattern, with a faint white breath, they quickly swam towards her.

Mo Qingcheng had an idea, and with a wave of his little hand, the school of gossip fish disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the next second, the angry voice of the interstellar farm monarch rang in his mind.

"Little witch, give me all the rubbish? Do you want me to be a babysitter?"

"Uh-huh, it's just..." Some kind said a few words?

Mr. Farm rolled his eyes: "Little witch, wait for me."

"Wait and wait..." Mo Qingcheng was in a good mood, and he was indeed the darling of heaven. From now on, the children will have a steady stream of fish to eat.

Mr. Farm opened up a water area in disgust, threw the gossip fish over, washed his hands, and lay on the boulders by the colorful river like salted fish, thinking about how to win the game.

Mo Qingcheng caught some fish and shrimps by chance, and on the way home, he always felt that something was wrong, and he would think about it for a while.

As he walked, Mr. Farm complained, er, and a voice sounded: "Little witch, are you stupid? How could such a silly thing be thrown here? Why did you seduce you to subdue it?"

"What did you say?" Mo Qingcheng paused and rolled his eyes: "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"..." The young master didn't tell you!Mr. Farm took pleasure in his misfortune: "Seeing that you are not feeling well, I am more restrained..."

What you said is so reasonable, how can you break it if you just want to beat someone up?

A flash of hostility flashed in Mo Qingcheng's beautiful eyes, and some intermittent images flashed in his mind one by one, he sneered, want this instructor to be out of his wits?

It's not as good as you want...

"Boom!"

"Crack!"

Mo Qingcheng seemed to have sensed the lightning and thunder, and when he raised his eyes, he froze in place...