"Heh heh, ignorant brat." The old monster's voice rang in my ears again, now sharper and more unsettling.
Shangguan Yichen and Mo Qingcheng exchanged a glance, then flew towards the old monster.
Disrespecting your mother? Bullying your younger siblings? Did you not even ask for my permission?
The old monster let out another disgusting laugh, raised his eyelids, waved his hand, and sprinkled a handful of powder towards Mo Qingcheng's face.
Ha, I'm going to let you experience what it's like to be worse than dead.
The old monster thought he had Mo Qingcheng and the little brat firmly under his control, completely unaware of the fleeting determination in the young boy's eyes.
Mo Qingcheng dodged, handing over the main position to her eldest son. This kid is very opinionated and needs some training.
"Hehehe..." The old monster's figure became more and more solid. With a wave of his hand, a powerful palm wind attacked Shangguan Yichen.
Shangguan Yichen's lips curled into a cold smile, and with a sweep of sword wind, he aimed straight for the old monster's heart.
The next second, the old monster turned into a wisp of smoke and drifted away.
Shangguan Yichen: "..."
Is this what they mean by getting a tattoo but getting nothing in return?
Mo Qingcheng was also taken aback: "Boss, find the old man's Achilles' heel."
Upon hearing this, the old monster was completely enraged and unleashed a palm strike, targeting Shangguan Yichen.
The young boy dodged the old monster's attack, twirled his sword, and thrust it towards the old monster's legs.
Mo Qingcheng chuckled, "Haha, the eldest has been corrupted by Mo Mo. Everyone knows that the fifth brother's kung fu is the worst; when he can't beat others, he attacks his groin."
When did our eldest become so mischievous?
The old monster had expected Shangguan Yichen to attack his heart or throat, and was prepared to retaliate. He was confident that with a single palm strike, the brat would either die or be seriously injured.
Unexpectedly, the little brat didn't play by the rules.
"Hiss..." The old monster's legs turned into a cloud of smoke in the blink of an eye, and he chuckled, "Trying to hurt me?"
This is going to teach you a lesson.
Shangguan Yichen's lips curled into a meaningful smile. He missed with his sword and then flicked it upwards.
"Hehehe..." Just as the old monster's legs disappeared, Shangguan Yichen's sword pierced into his chest.
I'm so angry!
Mo Qingcheng curled the corners of her lips: "Boss, poke his left eye."
Shangguan Yichen quickly drew his sword and stabbed it towards his left eye.
The old monster was so angry he almost vomited blood. If he hadn't been unable to fully solidify his body, how could he have been so humiliated?
Mo Qingcheng flashed forward, her whip wrapping around the old monster's head. "Tsk tsk, with your pathetic trash looks like this, you think you can take care of my son and me? Who gave you the nerve?"
"Heh heh... You're asking for it!"
"Looking for death? I wonder who's looking for death? It's one thing to be ugly, but to wander around like this, didn't your mother call you home for dinner?"
Mo Qingcheng was infuriating and then added insult to injury.
The old monster's black figure trembled, presumably enraged. Its two arms instantly transformed into black mist, wrapping around Mu Qingcheng and her son.
Mo Qingcheng raised an eyebrow with a wicked smile: "You've come at just the right time."
As soon as he finished speaking, with two "poof" sounds, two small, grayish flames landed on two clouds of black smoke.
The monster cackled wildly: "I will make you wish you were dead!"
"Anyone can brag," Mo Qingcheng said, her words so ruthless they seemed to kill, causing the old monster to lose his mind and the black mist around him to thin out even further.
Mo Qingcheng's eyes flickered slightly as she continued to instruct Shangguan Yichen on how to use a feint attack, which proved highly effective.
By the time the old monster regained his senses, it was too late. His body had been shattered, leaving only a dark head.
Mo Qingcheng curled her lips into a wicked smile, and with a wave of her hand, a specially made pouch slammed down over the old monster's head, enveloping him.
"Hehehe..." After a struggle, the old monster completely turned into a cloud of black mist.
"Walk!"
After saying that, Mo Qingcheng led Shangguan Yichen to join Bai Yi and the others.
"Mother..."
"Mother!"
"Mother, are you all still..." alive?
Bai Ziming was glared at a few times, then sheepishly looked away and started acting cute and charming.
Mo Qingcheng has a foreign face. Whose brat is this? Don't tell me you know him, it's too embarrassing!
"Madam, many people... have entered the underground chamber to loot treasures..." Hei Yi was extremely anxious and seized the opportunity to quickly report the previous situation.
A secret underground chamber?
Mo Qingcheng was not surprised at all. It would be strange if such a large palace did not have an underground secret room.
"Want to go take a look?" Mo Qingcheng glanced around and saw several little guys eager to try, then smiled helplessly.
"Go and take a look..." It wouldn't hurt.
The entrance to the underground chamber was inside a hollow statue.
The little ones followed Mo Qingcheng cautiously, with Bai Yi bringing up the rear.
It's not that Hei Yi doesn't want to, it's just that he was scared last time. What if there's another monkey-like Hei Yi next? Wouldn't he be terrified?
The group walked and stopped intermittently. Mo Qingcheng and Mu Yunchuan worked together to break through three traps without any real danger.
"Chuan'er, you're amazing!" Mo Qingcheng generously ruffled her son's hair, a pleased smile curving her lips.
Mu Yunchuan: "..."
Is it too late to resist now?
The other babies laughed and took a few steps back, saying, "Mother can't catch me."
Suddenly, the sounds of fighting, cries for help, and curses came from ahead, all of them pitiful.
Hei Yi immediately perked up: "Madam, I'll go see who's so unlucky!"
Mo Qingcheng: "..."
Is it too late to get rid of this silly thing?
Before long, Hei Yi returned, his face full of schadenfreude: "Hehe, Madam, those families are in trouble..."
Everyone: "..."
Since there's something fun to see, why not go get some fresh air?
Mo Qingcheng led the group to watch the spectacle, which thoroughly enraged several families.
"Mo Qingcheng, you fox-like leader, who gave you the audacity?"
"Mo Qingcheng, if it weren't for you, how could we be trapped here?"
"A country bumpkin is a country bumpkin!"
Mo Qingcheng: "..."
Do you think I have no temper?
Mo Qingcheng's face immediately turned cold: "Heh, what a big face..."
If they don't appreciate being given face, why bother saving face?
Mo Qingcheng gave Bai Yi a wink, and a white shadow flashed by. The next second, all the shouting Lan family members were lying on the ground.
Hei Yi snapped out of his daze and charged forward, his target the Lan family disciples.
This is getting even more interesting...
Half an hour later, everything returned to calm. If one could ignore the fact that someone was being tortured to the point of wishing they were dead, it would be as if nothing had happened.
Mo Qingcheng didn't even glance at Hei Yi. Holding Bai Yunfei and Bai Zimo's hands, she walked straight into the secret room and went down the steps.
The secret room was very large, with a maze of paths leading to it. Mo Qingcheng chose a path on the opposite side based on her intuition.
It was unusually quiet; it seemed that there was no one else besides them.
Bai Zimo took a deep breath and suddenly asked, "Mother, could this road lead to the underworld?"
"Bang!"
"ah--"
Bai Ziming stretched out his small hand and covered his head tightly, his eyes full of accusation: "Big brother, why did you hit me?"
Why am I always the one who gets hurt?
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