Escape to Farmland: A vicious stepmother dressed as a villain

"Look, Miss Qingcheng managed to dodge again." Someone in the crowd exclaimed.

"Aren't you stupid? I don't know how many times I have dodged since the beginning of the game. What's the fuss?"

"No, didn't you say she came back from the periphery?"

"What's wrong with the periphery? Do you think others are soil turtles?"

"Is not it?"

"Are you stupid? Turtles can still compete? Do you think the elders are blind?"

"Cut, who doesn't know, it was the Patriarch who gave the benefits?"

"You mean, the head of the family used extraordinary means to prevent the contestants from hurting the eldest lady?"

"Isn't it? You're just a fool, who do you really think you are?"

People who eat melons: "..."

Shut up you!

So what if the Patriarch agrees?So many elders can't be won easily...

Not to mention what everyone thinks, just say that there are people who start the game here, and the excitement is extraordinary.

Hei Yi couldn't hold it back, his hands were a little itchy, he smiled, took out 30 yuan low-grade spirit stones, and bet on Mo Qingcheng's name.

"Ahaha, brother, you're new here? Could it be that your brain is rusty?"

"Yes, brother, if that idiot Mo Qingcheng can advance smoothly, I will go to eat Xiang."

"Hey, brother, I have seen ruthless ones, but I have never seen such ruthless ones. Don't forget your promise."

"It's hard to chase after a gentleman's words, how could that idiot win? I don't know what I am, and I want to compare with Miss Qingwu?"

Hei Yi stared coldly at the person who uttered such wild words, and a murderous look flashed in his eyes, "I remember your words, I wish you good luck..."

The man shivered for no reason when he met Shang Heiyi's bloodthirsty eyes.

Ma Dan, what the hell, I won't be afraid.

Hei Yi looked back, dropped a meaningful look, turned around and left.

Not many people pay much attention to the men's arena, that's what happened. The Mo family has been defeated in the past few years, and every year is not as good as every year. If the eldest lady of the Mo family didn't come back this year, I'm afraid it wouldn't be so lively...

After the betting was over, everyone's eyes fell on the women's competition ring in unison, and the focus was still on Mo Qingcheng.

Mo Qingcheng is like a slippery fish, shuttling back and forth among the crowd. At first glance, his heels are not stable, but in fact, Mo Qingcheng has opened a new function for Mr. Farm to scan.

Mr. Farm jumped his feet in anger: "Little witch, did you do it on purpose?"

"Little Junjun, what are you talking about? We are so good, why don't we just do a little favor? As the saying goes, know yourself, know your enemy, and win every battle. Isn't this instructor guarding against their tricks?"

Mo Qingcheng blinked, with an innocent face, and continued to fool around.

Mr. Farm: "..."

I thank you!I believe you ghost?Mo Da fooled, hum!Young Master is not stupid!

Mo Qingcheng pursed his lips, and sighed softly, hey, it's not easy to fool the brat, how can you break it?

Mo Qingwu and Mo Xinxin approached Mo Qingcheng for the nth time, one in front of the other, wanting to flank him.

Out of the corner of Mo Qingcheng's eyes, he caught a glimpse of Mo Yulian's surprised expression, and his thoughts moved slightly. It seems that this girl's nature is not bad. If she meets her soon, let her go, it won't be very cruel.

Mo Yulian didn't know yet, but with a kind thought, she escaped a catastrophe and saved a few kicks.

The corner of Mo Qingcheng's mouth curled into a lazy smile, and he disappeared in a flash. The speed was too fast for anyone to notice.

Mo Qingwu and Mo Xinxin were in a terrible situation. One swung his palm and the other raised his leg. Originally, the two cooperated tacitly and wanted to make Mo Qingcheng suffer. They rolled off the ring in front of the public.

As a result... Mo Qingwu kicked Mo Xinxin hard on the lower abdomen.Mo Xinxin's palm swung out, brushing against Mo Qingcheng's cheek.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, can they still play like this?

"what!"

"what!"