Chapter 381 The Art Style Is Off



Mo Qingcheng took a deep breath, her face darkening: "This young lady has lost her memory..."

"Miss, this old servant is so sorry... Waaah..." The old man's hoarse sobs echoed in the cave, heart-wrenching.

Mo Qingcheng's eyes welled up with tears, and her gaze stung. She pulled out a specially made dagger, stepped forward, and with a few swift strokes, cut the iron chains.

It all happened in the blink of an eye, and it was too late for Farmer to warn her: "Little witch, watch out!"

"Heh heh, I didn't expect to finally find a fool!" A dark aura flashed in the old man's eyes, and he struck out with lightning speed, slapping Mo Qingcheng's crown with a palm.

Mo Qingcheng rolled her eyes. Who does he think he is?

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..." Dozens of silver needles attacked the old man from every angle.

The old man's expression changed drastically. He leaped backward, only to be slammed against the stone wall by the dark figure with a bang. He slid down and crashed heavily to the ground, leaving no dent.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time..." Mo Qingcheng sneered, "Come on, who's afraid of who?"

The old man sneered, "You shameless man, you ambushed me."

"If you're so capable, try something even more shameless." Mo Qingcheng raised an eyebrow, and with a whoosh, three darts, coated with medicinal powder, flew towards the old man once more.

Wow!

The old man flew into a rage, had nowhere to escape, inhaled a small amount of the powder, and immediately fainted.

Is that all you've got? You think you can show off a bit?

"Little Junjun, where is the treasure?" Mo Qingcheng waved her hand, and Hei Yi tied the old man up tightly and disappeared on the spot in the next second.

"Little witch, I don't collect trash."

"This piece of trash is very useful; you can use it however you like."

"Hmph, this is the last time!" Farmer objected, jumping up and down.

A sly glint flashed in Mo Qingcheng's beautiful eyes: "I know..."

"I know nothing!" Farmer swore at him. "I don't believe you for a second!"

Mo Qingcheng raised her hand, and a palm strike landed on an inconspicuous protruding stone in the corner of the wall.

"Boom!"

A stone door, hidden in the dust, slowly opened.

Mo Qingcheng casually picked up a few pebbles and threw them inside the doorway; there was no sign of danger.

"Walk!"

"Turn left at a 38-degree angle, walk 20 meters, turn right at a 62-degree angle, 131 meters..." Farmer's voice echoed in my mind.

Mo Qingcheng nodded: "Thank you, Xiao Junjun."

"You're welcome. I was just trying to make a living. It was all because of the Black Dragon Stone."

Black ochre or amethyst would also work...

Farmer grumbled, "Do you know how hard it is for me? I've put so much effort into the interstellar farm space..."

Mo Qingcheng rolled her eyes and glared at Farmer, saying, "Doesn't your tooth hurt when you talk like that?"

Farm Boy let out a howl, his eyes full of grievance: "Little witch, you just wait!"

"Fine, I'll wait. Who's afraid of who?" Mo Qingcheng retorted with a smile, then darted into the stone gate, nearly blinding her titanium alloy eyes.

"Hahaha, little witch, we're rich! Black Dragon Stone concentrate!" Farmer's excited voice echoed in my mind.

Mo Qingcheng took a deep breath: "Calm down..."

"What's with the calm?" Mo Qingcheng stepped forward, examined the site carefully, and confirmed that it was indeed the Black Dragon Crystal concentrate ore.

Faced with the black dragon crystal ore that stretched for over a hundred meters, Mo Qingcheng was troubled: "How are we going to get Xiao Junjun inside?"

Yeah? How do we get it into the interstellar farm? Farmer is more anxious than anyone else; this is his own food supply, and he can't let others benefit from it.

"I've got it, little witch, let me tell you..." Farmer slapped his forehead. The little witch possessed an ancient forbidden technique that could move mountains and overturn seas in her past life...

Mo Qingcheng asked with a hint of doubt, "Are you sure this instructor won't get into trouble?"

"I'd be a dog if I lied to you, hurry up..." Farmer urged anxiously.

Mo Qingcheng gritted her teeth, an ancient incantation entered her mind, she bit her finger, squeezed out three drops of blood essence, and drew an intricate array.

"boom!"

A flash of white light disappeared in an instant, and Mo Qingcheng vanished from the spot along with the Black Dragon Crystal ore...

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