"Crazy woman, do you want to die?"
Ming Qiancheng couldn't help but curse under his breath, his disgust for Ling Qi reaching an extreme level, his narrow eyes revealing deep displeasure.
"I don't care! Get out! Get out!"
Ling Qi seemed deaf to Ming Qiancheng's words, clinging tightly to his leg and refusing to let him near Ming Beiya. She looked up at Shi Youmi, "Mother! He just hurt you, and now he's trying to hurt Ming Beiya. I've caught him for you, please come quickly!"
"madman!"
Ming Qiancheng knew that Ling Qi was no different from a madman. He kicked Ling Qi away forcefully and quickly headed towards Ming Beiya's direction.
At that moment, Shi Youmi's net tightened suddenly. In this urgent situation, Ming Qiancheng had no choice but to forcefully push Ming Beiya's body out of Shi Youmi's vines.
Only Ling Qi and Ming Qiancheng remained among them.
"How dare you! You actually dared to ruin my plans!"
Shi Youmi was on the verge of madness. Watching Ming Beiya being pushed out of the trap she had set, her anger burned away her last remaining rationality.
Her prototype is a poppy, whose vines spread endlessly and grew continuously, eventually violently knocking Ling Qi's body away, leaving only Ming Qiancheng inside.
At this moment, Mo Shisheng also severely injured Bei Chen and Lin Qiu with one blow. Seeing the two of them fall to the ground unable to move, he turned his head and looked in the direction of Ming Qiancheng.
Mo Shisheng had witnessed the scene of Ming Beiya being pushed out by him. Now that Ming Qiancheng was in danger, she naturally wouldn't stand idly by.
"Crazy woman."
Ming Qiancheng scoffed lightly, but the next second he could no longer laugh.
The poppy vines, covered in thorns, completely bound Ming Qiancheng, rendering him unable to move.
The vines were also highly poisonous, making it unbearable for Ming Qiancheng.
Shi Youmi frantically released the poison, making it impossible for Ming Qiancheng to move even slightly.
"Ming Qiancheng, are you brainless? That poison will seep into your bloodstream with every movement you make!"
Seeing this, Mo Shisheng couldn't help but mutter under her breath, "Bear with it, I'm coming to save you."
"Too late! Mo Shisheng, it's too late!"
Before Mo Shisheng could make any further move, Shi Youmi dared not delay any longer. The tips of her two vines stabbed fiercely into Ming Qiancheng's eyes.
The moment the blood spurted out, Mo Shisheng paused in his tracks.
...
"You're so fickle."
Mo Shisheng's vision blurred for a moment, as if she had returned to the days when she was imprisoned in the underground royal city by Ming Qiancheng. At that time, she truly loathed Ming Qiancheng.
A smile would always appear on her face when she thought of Ming Beiya, but the smile would vanish the moment she saw Ming Qiancheng.
No wonder Ming Qiancheng said she was really fickle.
Ming Qiancheng snorted coldly and sat down directly on the edge of the bed.
Mo Shisheng frowned slightly, but dared not move rashly. Her wounds were in the healing stage, and if she moved rashly at this time, the wounds would reopen, and the healing would become extremely troublesome.
So when Ming Qiancheng sat down, Mo Shisheng chose to close her eyes, out of sight, out of mind!
"Don't you want to know my relationship with Ming Jin... Ming Beiya?"
Ming Qiancheng almost blurted out Ming Beiya's real name, but then he remembered that Mo Shisheng only knew Ming Beiya, so he immediately changed his mind.
Fortunately, Mo Shisheng's attention was not on the character "Jin". After resting for a day, her red lips gradually regained some color, and her lips curled slightly as she lay on the bed.
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