Mo Qingcheng hid in the interstellar farm, and after some research, she had a rough idea of how to make it. She wondered when she would be able to return to her secluded family, so she decided to take a few people out for a stroll.
Mo Yi and Mo San exchanged a glance, extremely excited. Hei Yi grinned sheepishly, thinking that the lady had finally remembered him.
Bai Yi glanced at them indifferently, thinking, "Three big idiots..."
As for whether Yancheng's teleportation array was genuinely broken or intentionally damaged, Mo Qingcheng didn't bother to care. The weather was fine today, perfect for strolling around. The group of five walked the streets and noticed a strange phenomenon: the number of people was decreasing.
Mo Qingcheng blinked. Could it be that she opened her eyes incorrectly?
I closed my eyes, then opened them again, and a group of people seemed to be rushing in one direction.
Mo San, who loves watching a good show, said: "Master, shall we go and take a look?"
Mo Qingcheng pondered for a moment, then decided it wouldn't hurt to take a look; she had nothing better to do anyway, so she might as well relax.
After making some inquiries, she learned that someone had died ahead. Mo Qingcheng's eyelids twitched, and she was about to turn around and leave. But for some reason, a strange thought arose in her mind: what if it was that scumbag Xuan Yuanlin?
no!
We need to go check before we can let them through!
That guy still owes me a huge sum of money... I don't know when, but Mo Qingcheng temporarily placed Xuan Yuanlin under her control. What else can I do but watch the show?
Could I possibly get myself involved?
Girl, congratulations on guessing correctly!
Mo Qingcheng was unaware that it was this inexplicable moment of impulsiveness that nearly drove Xuan Yuanlin mad...
These are all things for later. Mo San had long forgotten Mo Qingcheng's warning. Feeling a bit restless, he squeezed into the crowd to watch the excitement.
After walking for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, we arrived at the entrance of a dilapidated inn, which was now surrounded by layers of people.
"Oh dear, what a handsome young man! What a pity..."
"Whose young master is this? That heartless bastard, how could he do such a thing?"
Does anyone know this young man?
"Has the doctor from Anbaotang arrived yet?"
The noise and chatter filled the air; it was utter chaos.
Mo Qingcheng frowned, a bad feeling rising in her heart. Could it be that scumbag?
It's highly likely that she didn't bring him along because she found it troublesome...
Mo Qingcheng's heart was pounding, she didn't know if it was regret or something else?
"Master, it was a masked man. For some reason, he was left at the entrance of the inn, barely clinging to his last breath."
"Um!"
Upon hearing Mo San's message, Mo Qingcheng nodded perfunctorily.
"Master, someone has made a threat: anyone who knows the young master, kill him!"
"Um?"
Who the hell is being so unreasonable?
"Master, the Business Association has issued a stern warning: if anyone tries to heal the young master, they will hunt them down for life..."
"cut……"
Mo San touched his nose guiltily. "Master, should I do it or not? Please give me a definite answer, okay?"
Mo Qingcheng and her group followed behind Mo San, being jostled around by others. Suddenly, someone pushed them to the front.
A barrage of sharp eyes swept over her. Mo Qingcheng's face darkened, and she wanted to utter a harsh remark, but before she could utter a word, she was accused of a serious crime.
"Young lady, do you know this young man?" The speaker was a woman in her thirties, her eyes fixed intently on Mo Qingcheng, as if she wouldn't give up until she got to the bottom of things.
Mo Qingcheng suppressed the urge to punch someone; how could she resist the urge?
What a bunch of bastards!
They're the kind of people who will climb onto the roof and tear off the tiles if you don't discipline them for three days, right?
"What's it to you?"
"puff!"
"Ha ha!"
"Hahaha!"
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