The little ones were eager to try, wanting to follow their mother to level up and fight monsters, and swatting a few flies was just a side activity.

Mo Qingcheng smiled and happily agreed.

Mo Qingchen and Mo Qingfeng walked side by side at the back, questioning their existence: Who am I? Where am I? Were those kids who just came up with the idea of ​​bamboo shoots?

It's not very harmful, but extremely insulting.

Are they meant to be attacked? Case closed!

That's heartbreaking!

Mo Qingcheng closed her eyes briefly and asked Farm Jun to send the map again to see where the flies' homes were scattered.

Farmer, hands on hips, unleashed a torrent of abuse: "Little witch, how can you bully a baby like this? Everyone's a child at heart!"

Mo Qingcheng's lips twitched: "Alright, little Junjun, hurry up, don't you want to level up? Don't you want to grow up?"

Farmer: "..."

I'm so annoyed, but what the little witch said seems to make some sense. If I don't grow tall, won't I be looked down upon by a few little brats?

snort!

I am the most handsome, tallest, and most capable.

uh-huh!

You dare mess with me? Just you wait!

Farmer casually transmitted the map to Mo Qingcheng's mind, and she instantly transformed into a weak and powerless figure, her body also fading slightly.

Mo Qingcheng remained silent, her divine sense leaving the interstellar farm. "Pretend, let's see how long you can keep up this act."

He had pretended before in his past life. Little Junjun was exceptionally mischievous and had been tricked by him countless times.

The past is still vivid in my mind, but in the blink of an eye, it's another world...

Mo Qingcheng snapped out of her thoughts, glanced at the Shangguan family's map, a smile curving her lips, and headed towards Lotus Heart Lake.

The little ones chattered away. Apart from Shangguan Yichen, the young boy had very complicated feelings. His mother and younger siblings' love for him was too much, making him feel a little suffocated.

"Boss, do you want to live a life of seclusion?" Mo Qingcheng's eyes flickered slightly. This child was mature beyond his years, always serious like a little old man, without a trace of childlike liveliness.

Shangguan Yichen opened his mouth: "Mother..." I didn't.

Mo Qingcheng reached out her devilish hand and ruffled the little boy's head, her bad mood instantly turning into a whirlwind: "Feels nice!"

The little ones: "..."

The person involved, Shangguan Yichen: "..."

Why am I always the one who gets hurt? Why is my mother's focus always different from everyone else's?

Bai Yi glanced at Shangguan Yichen with pity. The young master was nothing compared to this; ever since the madam came to the reclusive family, she had completely let loose…

Tsk tsk, I'll never be lonely or bored on this journey again.

Shangguan Yichen's face flushed red. He wanted to dodge but was afraid of hurting Mo Qingcheng's feelings. He suppressed the urge to explode, his ears turning bright red.

"Big brother, why are you blushing? Are you trying to find us a sister-in-law in the secret realm?" Bai Zimo's unexpected remark made everyone burst into laughter.

Shangguan Yichen's cold eyes shot towards Bai Zimo, the instigator.

pity……

Bai Ziming, completely oblivious to his own feelings, asked, "Second sister, which sister-in-law do you think is worthy of eldest brother?"

"puff!"

"Cough cough..."

Everyone burst into laughter. Shangguan Yunxi then seriously lectured her younger brother, arguing with him: "Mo Mo, don't talk nonsense. There's only one sister-in-law."

Why?

Bai Ziming transformed into a curious child, bombarding Shangguan Yunxi and Mu Wanqing with a million questions, leaving them speechless. The two sisters exchanged a glance and gave him a good beating—there's nothing a beating can't solve.

Bai Zimo was bewildered. Why was it always me who got hurt?

Mo Qingcheng took two quick steps. It was simply an eyesore. Please don't tell anyone that this little brat is hers.

Suddenly, a roar mixed with cries for help came from inside.

"ah--"

"Help!"