Escaping Famine and Farming: Becoming the Evil Stepmother of the Antagonist Cubs

Mo Qingcheng, a versatile interstellar instructor feared throughout the galaxy and known as the 'Little Demon Girl,' accidentally transmigrated into the body of an evil stepmother.

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Chapter 942 On the Road to Screwing One's Mother, There's No Turning Back

The woman in white, her face grim, suppressed her anger and stormed off.

The man in black, who had been kneeling on the ground, let out a long sigh of relief, as if he had come back to life. In a moment, he got up and quickly chased after the woman in white...

Mo Qingcheng and her group entered the desert. Based on their previous experience, although there were many people this time, no major problems arose. Mu Wanqing and Bai Ziming, in particular, were both exceptionally well-behaved.

Could it be that these two siblings have changed their personalities?

A thought flashed through Mo Qingcheng's mind, but before she could think further, a desert vulture let out a fierce cry and swooped down.

"Get out of the way!" Mo Qingcheng was taken aback. This thing was too aggressive. Mo Mo Mo was just a hindrance. Chuan'er's combat power was a tiny bit stronger than Mo Mo's.

The cubs reacted instinctively and quickly dodged; no matter how big the world was, their mother's command was the greatest.

With the cubs safe, Mo Qingcheng breathed a sigh of relief. However, her joy was short-lived; the desert vulture seemed to have locked onto Mo Qingcheng and attacked her directly.

"Mother, be careful, don't let this filthy thing target you..." Bai Ziming kindly reminded her, his heart pounding wildly, feeling very uneasy.

A cluster of dark shadows flashed by, their target being Mo Qingcheng. The cubs, upon realizing that the attackers were desert vultures, were so frightened they almost couldn't breathe.

"ah--"

"Mother—"

Mo Qingcheng twitched the corner of her mouth. "You brat, here's the notice regarding the announcement of the winners of the 'Third National Teachers' Basic Language Skills Competition' and 'Outstanding Paper Selection Activity' (Hebei Province)."

Bai Ziming's face turned pale instantly. It was all his fault for jinxing his mouth. Was it too late to take it back?

Hei Yi, Bai Yi, and Shangguan Yichen all raised their longswords simultaneously, targeting the desert vulture's wings.

I thought the wings were the desert vulture's weak point, and that a single strike would injure them, even if the wings weren't severed. However, the sword only left a long mark on the wing.

The thumping sounds continued, and Mo Qingcheng frowned slightly: "Eyes!"

Hei Yi slapped his forehead. Hey, how come I didn't think of such a crucial question?

That's so stupid!

Bai Yi flashed forward, seized the opportunity, and stabbed a desert vulture in the left eye with his sword.

With a flick of its head, the desert vulture released its longsword. Bai Yi dared not linger in the fight. He twisted his body, anticipating the vulture's attack route, and barely dodged the blow, still feeling lingering fear.

Hei Yi's eyes widened. Even his senior brother was no match for this dead eagle, so how could he possibly defeat it?

Mo Qingcheng waved her hand and threw the long sword in her hand to Bai Yi.

"Thank you, Madam!"

Bai Yi leaped into the air, grabbed his longsword, twirled it with a flourish, and quickly joined the battle.

Hey, I must say, this sword of yours is exceptionally useful.

Mo Qingcheng suddenly held a long, black whip with barbs in her hand, its eerie gleam sending chills down one's spine.

Mu Wanqing's eyes widened in surprise: "No, Mother, when... did you get your hands on the Soul-Devouring Whip?"

Bai Ziming blinked and asked in a coquettish tone, "Third Sister, what did you just say?"

"Don't pry into adults' affairs, use your time to cultivate properly..." Don't always be a burden, okay?

Bai Ziming pouted. Third Sister… that mouth of hers is so sharp, isn't it? I wonder which unlucky brother-in-law will be so foolish as to marry her someday…

Suddenly, the little guy snapped back, took a few steps back, moved closer to Mu Yunchuan, and whispered something in his ear.

Mu Yunchuan was speechless and choked with emotion, going further and further down the path of worry.

Mo Qingcheng and her companions were locked in a fierce battle with the desert vulture. If it weren't for the fact that this creature was born in a secret realm and they wanted its inner core, they would have killed it.

Suddenly, Bai Zimo cried out in alarm, "Mother, get out of the way!"