Mo Qingcheng raised her eyes, a meaningful smile playing on her lips. The world is vast, fate is deep, and when enemies meet, their eyes burn with intense hatred… tsk tsk…
"Miss Lan, it's been a long time. How have you been?" Mo Qingcheng said with a smile.
Lan Shuangqin sneered, "Mo Qingcheng, it's only been a few days, and all your skills have become just talk?"
"Thank you for the compliment, Miss Lan!" Mo Qingcheng raised an eyebrow and glanced at the woman beside Lan Shuangqin. She looked somewhat familiar. Whose daughter was she?
"Heh, Mo Qingcheng, you country bumpkin, do you even have the right to participate in the competition?" The woman next to Lan Shuangqin spoke slowly, her eyes full of mockery.
Lan Shuangqin chuckled, "Sister Qiao, you don't know, where did the eldest daughter of the Mo family come from? How come you have no sympathy at all?"
Mo Qingcheng was speechless. So it was Qiao Xuan, that innocent little white lotus. It had been so long; she had even missed her a little…
"Oh, so you're the Qiao family's cheapskate daughter..." Mo Qingcheng curled her lip, thinking she was some kind of noble being?
Qiao Xuan's face turned ashen with anger: "Mo Qingcheng, you bumpkin!"
"You illegitimate daughter of Qiao, you're not even as good as a bumpkin. Who gave you the audacity?" Why are you spouting nonsense? Don't you have any self-awareness about your own character?
Honestly, all you do is jump out and bother me. Do you think I, your instructor, enjoy being bullied? Do you look that easy to bully?
Qiao Xuan was furious. What kind of people are these?
"Mo Qingcheng, you..."
"What do you mean, 'you'? It's only been a few days, and you've already forgotten how to speak properly, haha..." Mo Qingcheng rolled her eyes, too lazy to argue with a brainless person like Qiao Xuan, and took the arm of Ninth Elder Mo Chuyue, walking away a bit.
After a long day, instead of resting, you're arguing with an idiot. Are you out of your mind or just plain stupid?
Lan Shuangqin tugged at Qiao Xuan's sleeve, lowered her voice, and signaled her not to act rashly. This Mo Qingcheng was somewhat strange; she had suffered losses every time she encountered her.
snort!
Qiao Xuan was somewhat surprised. She pointed to Mo Qingwu, who was following behind Mo Qingcheng and the others without saying a word, and was completely baffled. She frowned and asked, "Sister Lan, is Miss Qingwu perhaps being threatened?"
"It seems so, hehe, do you still have feelings for Mo Qingwu?" Lan Shuangqin lowered her eyes, a hint of jealousy flashing in them. Mo Qingwu was just an adopted daughter.
Ha, she's always so hypocritical, causing herself to lose face several times and suffer losses in the circle of daughters of reclusive families. If she doesn't settle this score, she's not the eldest daughter of the Lan family.
snort!
Mo Qingwu lowered her eyes, a flash of malice in them. Damn Mo Qingcheng, you little bitch, you vixen!
Mo Qingchen frowned slightly, walked to Mo Qingwu's side, and whispered, "Qingwu, don't trust those people. They have no good intentions towards you!"
Mo Qingwu: "..."
Shut up! You think you're so kind? Humph!
Leaving aside the fact that Lan Shuangqin and the others had their own thoughts, Mo Qingcheng and the others were exhausted and hungry. After some observation, they found a sparsely populated, sheltered place to settle down temporarily.
We can only enter the inn on Ghost Peak tomorrow. Is the Dragon Clan Chief out of his mind? Why is he giving up such a great opportunity to make money and insisting on having all sorts of people set up camp in the wilderness?
Could it be that they intend to take advantage of the dark and stormy night to carry out a dirty trick?
Just thinking about it gives me goosebumps...
Of all things under heaven, eating is the most important.
Mo Qingfeng and his brother helped set up the stove, while the Third Elder, Fifth Elder, and the steward elder went to set up the tent.
Mo Qingcheng was tired and too lazy to do anything, so she casually took out a few generations of instant noodles with the packaging torn off from the interstellar farm, picked a bunch of mixed green vegetables, took out a sausage and twenty eggs, and cooked a big pot of instant noodles.
Before long, a fragrant aroma filled the air, making people's mouths water.
Mo Qingcheng invited everyone to eat, and Mo Qingwu also got a bowl of noodles, but there was more soup than noodles, no egg, and only a few sparse vegetable leaves, which instantly made her furious.
"Mo Qingcheng, what do you mean?"
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