Mo Qingwu's unreasonable and disgusting behavior almost drove Mo Qingfeng and his brother sick of it.
Mo Qingyue curled her lip, "Doesn't she even know where she is? Young Master Qingchen was right after all, Mo Qingwu is brainless and incredibly stupid."
Seeing that the two remained unmoved, Mo Qingwu instantly became furious: "What, didn't you hear what I said? Are you dead?"
Mo Qingyue: "..."
You're the one who's dead!
Mo Qingfeng coughed lightly: "Miss Qingwu, it's too high for us to fly up..."
The implication is, aren't you making things difficult for us?
Mo Qingwu was furious, feeling her dignity had been challenged, and her hand, which was touching the long whip, felt a little itchy.
Can't we just kill him by whipping him?
What's in the way!
Mo Qingfeng tugged at his younger brother's arm, signaling him not to act rashly. How could they not know what kind of person Miss Qingwu was?
The two brothers were miserable, a sense of dread creeping over them from being dominated by Mo Qingwu. Did they have masochistic tendencies? Ever since Miss Qingcheng returned to the family, Miss Qingwu hadn't been in the mood to cause them any trouble...
No, I've caused them a lot of trouble along the way, ughhh—
"Hurry up! Didn't you hear what I said? Do you want me to freeze to death in this godforsaken place? Find somewhere to stand on the cliff face..."
Mo Qingwu unleashed a barrage of attacks, leaving the two brothers feeling utterly hopeless. They weren't geckos, nor had they practiced gecko kung fu; how could they possibly be afraid to attack?
Mo Qingwu, holding a small leather whip, glared angrily at Mo Qingfeng and his brother, disregarding their lives. If they didn't find a way to get herself promoted today, she would send them to have tea with the King of Hell first.
A flash of hatred crossed Mo Qingyue's eyes, her expression full of resentment. What was there to criticize? Even if they were unlucky and randomly landed in this godforsaken place, weren't they supposed to work together?
Mo Qingfeng shook his head and grabbed his silly younger brother's restless hand. It wasn't time to tear off the mask yet. This was a team competition. Even if they won in the end, it would be in vain if the team had too few members.
Mo Qingyue snorted coldly and shoved Mo Qingfeng aside: "Miss Qingwu, believe it or not, before you send us to have tea with the King of Hell, you'll have tea with him first?"
"You bastard! How dare you threaten me?" Enraged, without thinking, he lashed out with the whip, aiming straight for Mo Qingyue's eyes.
Mo Qingfeng was startled. He grabbed Mo Qingyue and leaped backward, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
"Ah—" Mo Qingwu's whip missed its mark, and she screamed madly, charging forward again as if possessed. "Mo Qingcheng, you little bitch, I'll whip you to death!"
Mo Qingyue was startled: "Brother, what should we do? Has she lost her mind?"
"Hmm, most likely. Let's go! We need to hide first and figure out a way to save our lives..." Mo Qingfeng's eyes flickered slightly. They couldn't place their hopes on this crazy woman. She had no sense of responsibility at all. How could she possibly save them brothers from this hellhole?
Over the years, the Mo family has poured a lot of cultivation resources into the two siblings. Now that they are in such a predicament, it would be a lie to say that they are not sad.
Mo Qingwu gave chase, while the Mo Qingfeng brothers dodged and weaved, disappearing from sight after half an hour...
Two flowers bloom, each telling its own story. But Mo Qingchen wasn't so lucky.
They thought they would only encounter a few spirit beasts in the vast forest, and that self-preservation would not be a problem. Unexpectedly, their mission was unsuccessful, and they encountered the Lan family and the Qiao family.
The Qiao family wasn't originally qualified to participate, but the Qiao family patriarch took shamelessness to the extreme, willingly becoming the Lan family's lackey.
"Big brother, look! Isn't that Mo Qingchen? Kill him!"
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