Mo Qingcheng coldly refused. "Little brat, trying to stall for time?"
Hehe, hurry up and get out of here.
Ring: You've met your match? You've kicked a hornet's nest?
Why……
What to do?
I don't want to die!
Mo Qingcheng narrowed her cold eyes, wanting to destroy the ring. For some reason, this thing was strange. What if it brought her trouble?
"Waaah... Little lady, you are beautiful and kind-hearted, please, take me in!" A sweet, delicate voice rang in my mind. Who else could it be but a Ringwraith?
Mo Qingcheng chuckled wickedly, "Even if you become a spirit, what can you do to me?"
Ringwraith: "Young lady, I can help you fulfill your wish."
"I don't believe you!" Mo Qingcheng's eyes grew even colder.
The ring on her fingertip suddenly trembled violently, its temperature soaring that Mo Qingcheng flung it away.
"Ah... my beautiful mistress, no..." the Ringwraith cried out in anguish.
Mo Qingcheng's heart was struck by a thousand points of damage. Holy crap, was she forced into a contract? Or was she forced into a contract?
A wave of unfamiliar memories flooded her mind, making Mo Qingcheng dizzy. She cursed and wanted to give the Dragon Roar Ring a good beating.
That's utter nonsense, it's all so delicate and girly...
The Dragon's Roar Ring Spirit huddled in a corner, trembling and drawing circles in its head. How could its beautiful master have forgotten about it so completely?
No more alive!
no!
We must live on strongly and push away those ugly and deformed people.
snort!
Do you think I, Xiaoyin, am so easy to bully?
Mo Qingcheng was displeased and wanted to throw the Dragon Roar Ring into interstellar space, but the Dragon Roar Ring refused to do so, and Farm Jun almost went berserk on the spot.
Little witch, I'll say it again, no, I'll say it three times!
I don't collect trash! I don't collect trash! I don't collect trash!
Mo Qingcheng rolled her eyes, her expression full of disdain, and stuffed the Dragon Roar Ring into her pocket.
Unexpectedly, this thing turned into a streak of black light and automatically slipped onto Mo Qingcheng's finger.
Mo Qingcheng: "..."
Can someone be this flamboyant?
The aroma and flavor of tea!
The Dragon Roar Ring didn't care and tried to minimize its presence. Since the beautiful master's memory was missing, it was best to avoid provoking her.
And that little devil in the spatial realm, he's conserving his strength for now, hmph! Just you wait...
Mo Qingcheng took a deep breath. This stubborn bastard was too difficult to deal with, so she decided to give up for now. She had more important matters to attend to.
I'll settle the score with the Dragon's Roar Ring later!
Longyin Jie pondered how to escape this calamity and what he could do to please his beautiful mistress.
Or, why not just tell the beautiful mistress that she has gone astray over the years and learned to curse?
No, no, no, my beautiful mistress hates all this messy stuff! Waaah, I need help online, it's urgent...
After an incense stick had burned for a while, Mo Qingcheng flew down and found Bai Yi and the others.
Shangguan Yichen rushed forward and hugged Mo Qingcheng's waist, trembling all over: "Mother..." I thought you would never come back...
The young boy had never felt so anxious and insecure, clinging tightly to Mo Qingcheng, refusing to let go.
Mo Qingcheng couldn't help but facepalm. How did her usually steady little one become so clingy?
With a sigh of helplessness, she gently stroked Shangguan Yichen's head: "Good boy, isn't your mother alright?"
What are you worrying about?
Shangguan Yichen closed his eyes tightly and greedily sniffed the air; his mother smelled so good.
A faint medicinal fragrance wafted into the boy's nostrils, gradually calming his mind.
"Mother, this is the last time!" Shangguan Yichen's face turned bright red. He stepped out of Mo Qingcheng's embrace and stubbornly looked up into Mo Qingcheng's eyes.
"Okay! Whatever my eldest says goes!" Mo Qingcheng suppressed the urge to burst out laughing. She had probably scared the child, it was all the man-eating bone carving's fault.
The man-eating skeletal eagle, enslaved and tormented by the farm lord, wept bitterly. This is no joke for the eagle…
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