Escape to Farmland: A vicious stepmother dressed as a villain

Bai Yi was bounced back by a transparent elder sister, and fell heavily on the ground, his eyes narrowed.

Madam should not be the chosen one in the hall, right?

Mo Qingcheng glanced back, the corners of his mouth twitched wildly, feeling pain for Bai Yi, poor child...

In the next second, Mo Qingcheng was so shocked that he couldn't speak. There was a mechanism behind the statue. If you don't distinguish it carefully, you will definitely not find it.

But, why, that mechanism is his palm print?Is it related to yourself?

Mo Qingcheng was taken aback by his strange idea, but he still stretched out his hand involuntarily.

Comparing and comparing, Mo Qingcheng gritted his teeth and covered the groove with his little hand.

"Boom!"

An invisible door suddenly appeared in front of him, and Mo Qingcheng was tightly wrapped by a beam of light.

For a while, Mo Qingcheng realized that he was sucked into the empty statue.

Oh god, what the hell is going on here?

Curiosity killed the cat...

Mo Qingcheng wanted to cry but had no tears, where did Bai Yi go?Why don't you know how to help?

At this time, Bai Yi was trapped in the formation and couldn't get out. Kong had all the strength, but he was helpless.

Mo Qingcheng only felt comfortable with something and couldn't break free, so he stopped being stubborn.

If it comes from it, it will be at ease, isn't it fragrant to let nature take its course?

The farmer's gloating voice came from his mind.

"Little witch, congratulations, you fell into the demon realm..."

"What do you mean?" Mo Qingcheng raised a three-foot-tall one: "Little Junjun, are you kidding me? This instructor doesn't read much, so don't fool me..."

"Hey, little witch, Moyu, there are so many treasures..." Mr. Farm blinked and sucked in his saliva: "It smells so good..."

Mo Qingcheng's head was full of black lines: "Little Junjun, are you sure it's the entrance to the Demon Realm?"

"Not sure? I'm 90.00% sure..." Mr. Farm tilted his head and said cutely: "Probably, maybe, I came here 3000 years ago..."

"Pfft!" Mo Qingcheng really wanted to squirt old blood on Mr. Farm's face, why don't you go to heaven?

3000 years ago?

Are you kidding me?Are you kidding me?

Mr. Farm took a deep breath, a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes, 3000 years ago, was it very far away?

Mo Qingcheng bit the tip of his tongue, and a faint smell of blood came to his nostrils, and he became sober again: "Little Junjun, can you bring Bai Yi and others here?"

"It's a bit difficult, let them break in by themselves, maybe there will be a chance..." Mr. Farm thought for a while and suggested.

"Okay!" Mo Qingcheng nodded in agreement, as long as there are the guild masters of the Farm Lord, white one black one, ink one ink three, they will soon meet each other in the Demon Realm...

wrong……

Mo Qingcheng belatedly realized that he was fooled by Mr. Farm, what kind of bullshit Demon Realm?Isn't there a natural barrier?

Is it...

"Little Junjun, get out!" Mo Qingcheng's face darkened, and his body fell quickly.

Mr. Farm's pitiful voice came to his ears: "Little witch, aren't you going to sleep?"

"Sleep with wool? Why don't you tell me the truth?"

"Ahem... what you want is in the Demon Realm... inside the barrier..."

Mo Qingcheng almost choked to death with a mouthful of old blood, can we not?

Mr. Farm sighed softly, and explained the truth to Mo Qingcheng, if he didn't come to Demon Realm at this time, when would he wait?

Waiting to return to the Mo family?

There are no doors!

Mo Qingcheng thinks about it, and it seems to be the same reason. If he returns to the Mo family after practicing in the Demon Realm, he will be like a tiger with wings added. Not to mention the patriarch, even the elders of the clan will respect him three points...

So, Xiao Junjun did a good deed by hitting the right button?

"Hey, that's natural, don't you look at who I am?"