Xuan Yuanlin looked like a wronged little wife, gazing at Mo Qingcheng with eyes full of grievance.
Mo Qingcheng felt a chill run down her spine and rolled her eyes: "Believe it or not, if you keep staring at me like that, I'll blind you with poison?"
Xuanyuan Lin: "..."
His lips twitched. Why did he feel like he had some kind of connection with this crazy woman in this lifetime?
Mo Qingcheng didn't care about anything else. She took a short rest, ate something, and wondered whether Mo Qingchen and the others were alive or dead. As long as Mo Qingwu, that universally disliked person, didn't do anything reckless, their Mo family probably wouldn't be at the bottom.
While eating, her wrist was suddenly grabbed tightly by a large hand. Mo Qingcheng instinctively flipped her wrist and slapped out.
"Pfft! Cough cough..." Xuan Yuanlin coughed up blood and couldn't say a word. Judging from his miserable appearance, he might be dying.
Mo Qingcheng felt a little guilty, her gaze slightly unfocused: "Don't you have a mouth? Can't you just say what's on your mind? Honestly..." She found this scoundrel increasingly annoying.
"Hungry..." After a long while, the man's hoarse voice came, and Mo Qingcheng almost choked to death.
"You dog of a man, would it kill you to say another word?" Although Mo Qingcheng was displeased, she didn't want to watch him starve to death. So she took out a hard steamed bun and a dish of pickled vegetables and stuffed them into the man's hand. The meaning was self-evident: if you don't want to starve to death, eat.
Xuan Yuanlin's lips moved, but he couldn't utter a single word. Well, he was grateful to have anything to eat. As the dignified young master of the Xuan Yuan family, how could he have been so miserably schemed against? Who could he blame but himself?
Mo Qingcheng frowned slightly, her beautiful eyes widening: "No, you dog of a man, Xuanyuan, you go out without any food?"
Seeing the woman's questioning gaze, for some reason, Xuan Yuanlin felt aggrieved: "It's poisonous!"
Mo Qingcheng laughed in anger. She had seen shameless people before, but never anyone this shameless. Was this person even her biological child?
Oh... God have mercy, what a jinx!
Mo Qingcheng blinked, her eyes tightening slightly. She took out a few more meat buns, which Shangguan Yunxi had learned to make in her spare time. They didn't look very appealing, but they tasted delicious.
"Here!" Mo Qingcheng stuffed the meat bun into Xuan Yuanlin's hand, trying to snatch the dry steamed bun and pickled vegetables from his hand, but the man dodged her.
"This is pretty good..." Xuan Yuanlin chuckled self-deprecatingly and continued to eat his steamed bun, only to have it snatched away by Mo Qingcheng.
Xuanyuan Lin's hands were suddenly empty, his mind filled with countless thoughts: "Thank you!"
"You're welcome! If you die, wouldn't I be at a huge loss?" Mo Qingcheng said coolly as she lazily ate the steamed bun in her hand.
Xuan Yuanlin opened his mouth, then hesitated, deciding to let it be... He had wronged her too much before...
Mo Qingcheng shook off the jumbled thoughts in her mind. Getting out of this desolate desert was the best solution; everything else could wait.
Mo Qingcheng handed a water pouch and some dry rations to Xuan Yuanlin, then got up and continued towards the exit.
Xuan Yuanlin felt as if the pouch and rations weighed a thousand pounds, making it hard for him to breathe. But then he thought, what harm is there in my wife sending me some things?
Mo Qingcheng was too lazy to investigate Xuan Yuanlin's true thoughts. She slapped her forehead and thought, "Why didn't I prepare for something so important beforehand? If I had known this would happen, I would have made some kind of communication jade token, so I could have known the location of other people, right?"
At this moment, the people Mo Qingcheng was concerned about were not doing well, all in a sorry state. Mo Qingchen was in a slightly better position, her life not in immediate danger. Mo Qingwu and the other two were not so lucky.
Originally, the three fell off a cliff and had no hope of getting help. They shouted until their throats were hoarse, but no one answered. They had to find a way out on their own.
Mo Qingwu raised her eyes and glanced at the steep cliff. Even if she had sixty years of lightness skill, she still couldn't fly up there. Her screams echoed one after another.
"Are you dead? Hurry up and think of something!"
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