Escaping from famine and farming: the vicious stepmother dressed as a villain

Chapter 85 Don’t let go

A quarter of an hour later, the people of the Red Moon Sect disappeared without a trace. Mo Qingcheng Dudong said: "Excuse me, you two, please deal with it."

Hu Lai and Yun Lei burst into tears, feeling extremely sour. For the sake of Madam Mo's savior, for the time being... they just have to do it.

Mo Qingcheng stepped outside the house, with a cold look in his eyes. The house was turned into a mess. Those who didn't know it thought they were inviting thieves. Red Moon Sect, this instructor has remembered us...

Hu Lai played some tricks and then returned to the room: "Ms. Mo..."

"Shh...I'll be there to guard you..." Mo Qingcheng narrowed his eyes, turned the stone table, and entered the secret room.

Hu Lai, who was about to follow: "..."

Are you being despised? Are you being despised?

After restoring the stone table, Hu Lai felt heavy. It was rumored that the hidden family had the mysterious power of Ye Chang, who walked around the world in red clothes, supported justice, robbed the rich and gave to the poor.

But what I saw tomorrow night is not reliable at all. Is it just for adults?

no!

Hu Lai suddenly thought about it, and found a pen and a piece of paper soaked in special potion in his leg. He drew a circle of ghost symbols and flicked his fingertips, and the faint fragrance of liquid bean filled the air.

After a while, the fragrance dissipated, and an exquisite translucent butterfly flew over. Hu Lai tied the folded paper to the butterfly's wings, kicked his legs, and the butterfly flew out of the house...

If Mo Qingcheng appears again, it will definitely shock people's eyes. Then won't it be the rumored Soul-eating Butterfly?

Let's talk about Mo Qingcheng's misfortune to worry about the children. As she walked along the passage, she felt something in her heart. Could something have happened?

Mo Qingcheng flew forward and burst into the stone room in the blink of an eye, his eyes shrinking.

"Mo Mo, Xi'er, Qing'er, Feifei, Chuan'er, where is our eldest brother?"

"Mother... Wuwu..." Hong Zimo stumbled into Mo Qingcheng's arms: "Brother... was killed by Mo Mo... Wuwu"

Mo Qingcheng stood unsteadily and his face turned red.

"Mother, eldest brother... went east..." Mu Yunchuan took a deep breath and wrinkled his face.

"Good boy, let's wait there for a while. Mom, go check on Yichen." Mo Qingcheng patted Hong Zimo's back, signaling the little guy to wait calmly.

Hong Zimo burst into tears: "Mother, even if Mo Mo is not good, I will definitely get my brother back..."

"Okay! The hook is still hanging, and it won't change for a hundred years." Mo Qingcheng stretched out his leg and hooked up with Hongzi Mo. He looked at the little guy's confused eyes with a touch of unexplainable expectation, and felt a sense of joy in his heart.

Mo Qingcheng waved his legs, jumped up, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Hong Zimo forgot to cry, and several little guys stood by, reluctant to blink...

Moreover, the little boy became more and more frightened as he walked around Guan Yichen. He was quite talented and had received guidance from Xuanyuan Lin, so he was very interested in the art of mechanical mechanics.

After breaking through the six levels, the little boy was covered in blood, his face was pale, and he was in a dilemma.

Suddenly his foot slipped, triggering the mechanism, and a wave of arrows came. Guan Yichen felt despair in his heart, it was over...

"I'm sorry, mother is late..." An ethereal voice came into his ears. The little boy struggled to turn around and fell into a warm embrace. His body was stiff and he did not dare to move.

Mo Qingcheng was dressed in black, hugged the little boy tightly in his arms, and pressed a few random buttons on the rock wall. The mechanism was restored and the arrow rain disappeared.

"I...why am I here?" Zai Guan Yichen gritted his teeth and said coquettishly: "Let him come east..."

"Don't let go!"

"I...cough cough...poof..." Zai Guan Yichen spat out a mouthful of blood, his vision went dark, and he fainted.

Mo Qingcheng, who had just made a few jokes: "..."

(End of chapter)