The man's lips twitched slightly: "How could I, a young master, be a man who goes back on his word?"

Mo Qingcheng laughed in exasperation: "Isn't that right?"

Xuanyuan Lin: "..."

After not seeing her for a few days, this woman seems to have become even more eloquent...

Mo Qingcheng glanced indifferently at the man's waist and between his legs with a half-smile: "Are you hungry?"

Xuanyuan Lin: "..."

What kind of filthy talk is this? Do you think I'm that kind of person?

I really want to just leave, don't stop me...

Mo Qingcheng called to the little golden monkey and headed towards the forest.

Although Xiao Junjun didn't explicitly tell her where the others were, a map of the forest and the bottom of the cliff inexplicably appeared in her mind.

If I'm not mistaken, that idiot Mo Qingwu probably fell off a cliff. She should go find Mo Qingchen first.

Why……

The task is arduous and the road ahead is long. Is the Mohist school doomed?

Meanwhile, Mo Qingchen wandered around in the vast forest, not only losing his way but also encountering several groups of people, nearly being wiped out, leaving him with lingering fear.

Where did Qingcheng and the others go? The most worrying one is that silly younger sister, Mo Qingwu; could she have fallen off a cliff?

Congratulations, young man, you guessed right. Mo Qingchen has been wandering in the forest for three days. Not only has he not been able to get out, but his food has also been stolen, and his clothes are almost tattered.

If it weren't for the poison powder that Mo Qingcheng gave me to save my life, I probably would have been meeting the King of Hell long ago.

Mo Qingcheng sighed softly: Oh, Qingcheng, my dear sister, come quick and save me...

Now, on this day, Mo Qingchen was starving. He jumped down from a large, lush tree, looking for something to eat. Suddenly, a slight noise caught his attention.

Mo Qingchen's heart skipped a beat. Oh no, someone's coming... The next second, Mo Qingchen touched the ground with her toes and disappeared into the dense foliage, closely watching everything below.

"What kind of place is this? I opened my eyes and found myself in this eerie forest." A strange, complaining voice drifted into my ears.

"Does complaining help?" a detached voice followed.

Mo Qingchen was a little curious. She gently brushed aside the dense foliage, looked down at the tree, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Why are they the ones? People from the Shangguan family?

Mo Qingchen frowned slightly. Rumor had it that the young master of the Shangguan family had been found...

No, it's rumored that the young master of the Shangguan family was found in the same place as Sister Qingcheng. I wonder if they know each other.

The two young masters from the second and third branches of the Shangguan family were walking away from under the tree. They were good-for-nothings, indulging in debauchery and ultimately dying... I wonder if their kung fu was better than mine.

Suddenly, a murderous aura swept over, and Mo Qingchen's eyes trembled as he held his breath and stared intently.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Several hidden weapons grazed past his hair. Mo Qingchen's face darkened. These two had clearly walked past, so how did they discover him?

"Second brother, are you being paranoid?" The boy's playful voice drifted in on the wind.

"Ha, how can you be so heartless?" another cold voice rang out.

Mo Qingchen closed his eyes, a sense of defeat welling up inside him. When did he become so vulnerable as the young master of the Mo family?

With a burning fighting spirit in his heart, Mo Qingchen hid in the tree for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn before heading in the opposite direction.

Mo Qingcheng strolled leisurely into the forest as dusk fell, followed by a super large tail.

"Xuanyuan, go hunt." Mo Qingcheng, too lazy to walk any further, found a safe spot, waved her little hand dismissively.

Xuanyuan Lin: "..."

Can I not go? I'm not picky; I'm fine with whatever I eat.

Mo Qingcheng rolled her eyes: "Are you going or not?"