A cute three-year-old child, hands on hips, walked aggressively toward Mu Wanqing.
"You...cough cough...you are Xiao..." Junjun? A bad feeling welled up in Mu Wanqing's heart. She tried to escape, but she was too slow and was kicked in the waist by a small foot.
"puff!"
It's not very harmful, but it's extremely easy to enlist!
Mu Wanqing's face flushed red: "Little Junjun...you..."
"Bang!"
"ah--"
Before Bai Ziming could even wipe the smile from his lips, Farm Jun stretched out his short legs and kicked him away.
Mu Wanqing felt instantly relieved. Oh my god, she wasn't licking her wounds alone anymore! That's great!
Farmer rolled his eyes. Who dares to challenge me?
Qiao Xuan and the others were dumbfounded. They couldn't hear the conversation, but the scene was magnified dozens of times, and they looked pained.
Farmer curled his lip in disdain. "I'm so handsome, I'm not someone you can just pick up and look at."
snort!
My voice is so charming, if I get harassed by a few shameless people, wouldn't I be incredibly embarrassed?
Hmph 1
The abused Mu Wanqing dusted off the dirt and grass clippings on her body, then ran forward obsequiously and stuffed a bottle of pills into Farmer's arms: "Boss, this is for you..."
Farmer's little ears twitched. If it had a tail, it would probably have floated up to the sky by now: "You know what's good for you."
Mu Wanqing: "..."
Can I beat him up?
The thought had barely crossed my mind when I quickly suppressed it. No, if Xiao Junjun found out, I'd be in for a terrible beating.
How can this be allowed?
Qing'er is a good child.
"Boss, those bastards cursed our mothers, cursed us, and they look down on you even more..." Mu Wanqing's eyes darted around, and an idea came to her mind.
How can you casually offer elixirs as gifts to others?
Mo Qingcheng was dumbfounded. Could someone really pull off such a crazy move? No wonder she's called the Little Witch; she's truly surpassed her teacher.
Farmer smirked disdainfully: "You can't even handle a stinking beggar like you? Useless!"
That being said, Farm King was incredibly arrogant. He gave the two smelly spirit orbs to Sai Mu Wanqing, then hid behind Mo Qingcheng to watch the show.
Mu Wanqing: "..."
Why is it always me in my hands?
wrong!
This stuff smells so bad, could it be Junjun's poop?
Farmer's face darkened, and he made a note of Mu Wanqing's name in his notebook. Hmph, just you wait, you'll see!
With a dark expression, Mu Wanqing pursed her lips, suppressing the urge to vomit, and rushed towards Qiao Xuan and the others with a "whoosh".
"Hmph! This grandma will teach you how to behave!"
Qiao Xuan and the other two's expressions changed drastically, and they hurriedly retreated, but they were still a step too slow. The stinky spirit ball exploded with a "boom," and the group collapsed to the ground before they could even catch their breath.
"Oh my, what kind of trick are these old ladies playing? Pretending to faint? Trying to scam someone? Who isn't a baby at heart? Waaah..." Mu Wanqing wiped away non-existent tears, pouted, and turned to pounce on Mo Qingcheng.
Mo Qingcheng: "..."
What should I do about my own baby?
Just spoil them!
Mo Qingcheng tugged at the two little buns on the little girl's head and chuckled, "Don't be afraid, Mommy will back you up."
Mu Wanqing: "..."
No, is that what I meant? Waaah...
Mo Qingcheng's cold gaze swept over Qiao Xuan and the other two: "Do you want to live or die?"
Qiao Xuan, Lan Shuangqin, and Shangguan Yu: "..."
What does that mean? Who wants to die when they can live a good life?
"Hand over the Qiankun Bag, and I'll spare your lives!" Mo Qingcheng stretched out her hand, exuding domineering power.
"Why...why don't you just rob it?"
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