The snow wolf barked innocently, almost breaking Mo Qingcheng's heart.
The human and the dog were communicating when the snow wolf suddenly opened its blood-red eyes, jumped to the ground, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Baili Fengyun gasped, "Master, what kind of treasure is this?"
“You wouldn’t understand even if I told you, let’s go!” Mo Qingcheng gave Baili Fengyun a meaningful look and chased after the direction where the snow wolf had disappeared.
Baili Fengyun: "..."
Was I looked down upon?
snort!
Whom do you look down on?
Don't you understand yarn? How could I possibly like something so fuzzy?
Baili Fengyun held his breath and sprinted away. Although he had just been injured, his internal strength was profound, and catching up with people was no problem for him.
After a stick of incense had burned, Mo Qingcheng's eyes turned slightly cold as she stood in an abandoned courtyard and saw a tiny boy tied to a tree, unable to move.
The snow wolf instantly turned into a ball, rolled onto Mo Qingcheng's feet, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. The baby is still small and cannot be hurt.
An elderly man dressed entirely in black robes, revealing only his cloudy old eyes, chuckled and said, "Another one."
"Are you bored?" Mo Qingcheng's eyes were full of heartache. She didn't dare to meet the young boy's gaze. She drew a long knife and rushed forward: "You old bastard."
A smile flickered across Shangguan Yichen's stubborn little face; his mother had finally arrived. The young boy, unable to hold on any longer, fainted…
Baili Fengyun flew over, glanced at the old monster in black, and rushed forward.
The old monster in black was unimpressed and was about to deal with Baili Fengyun when a blur flashed by, and the little boy on the tree was roughly picked up by him: "Master, this subordinate will take his leave first."
Mo Qingcheng's eyelids twitched wildly. Young man, leaving your master to deal with the black-hearted old monster? Are you kidding me?
The next second, Baili Fengyun and the young boy disappeared from sight, and Mo Qingcheng stared coldly at the face of the old monster in black: "Speak, how do you want to die?"
"Hehehe, prepare to die."
"You old bastard, die!" A bewitching red light flashed in Mo Qingcheng's eyes. Her whole body was filled with ferocity. With a wave of her small hand, her long sword went straight for the head of the black-clothed old monster.
The old monster in black sneered: "Piece of cake..."
Before he could finish speaking, the old monster in black collapsed to the ground with a thud, dying instantly.
Mo Qingcheng looked around suspiciously, noticing a fleeting, subtle fluctuation in the air.
Glancing at the black-clad old monster on the ground, Mo Qingcheng flicked her blade, and a ring landed precisely in her palm.
A spatial ring?
good.
Mo Qingcheng casually tossed the spatial ring into her spatial storage and turned to leave. Unbeknownst to anyone, a man in white slowly appeared, gazing thoughtfully in the direction Mo Qingcheng had vanished…
In the carriage, Mo Qingcheng left only Mu Wanqing to assist Shangguan Yichen in treating his wounds.
The little girl looked solemn, remained silent, and her hands didn't even tremble.
Mo Qingcheng was completely focused, speaking softly, and the little girl made no mistakes, handing over the necessary equipment.
Mu Wanqing became increasingly determined to learn medicine from her mother and master poison skills. Poison skills could save good people, and naturally, they could kill bad people.
Before, it was always her mother and brother who protected them; from now on, it will be her turn to protect her mother, her brothers and sisters, and her younger siblings…
Half an hour later, Shangguan Yichen slowly opened his eyes, his face flushed with embarrassment, and he opened his mouth, but his voice was hoarse and he couldn't speak.
Mo Qingcheng felt an even greater pang of heartache: "Chen'er, it's all my fault, I didn't take good care of you..."
"..." Shangguan Yichen shook his head, indicating that he was fine.
A few little ones chirped and pounced on him, asking all sorts of questions. Shangguan Yichen's eyelids twitched; annoying...
Mo Qingcheng chuckled. His adorable eldest son was back...
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