Chapter 588 The Lord of Hell is gone...

Zai Guan Yichen's eyes are deep, and he has nothing to do with the kid. He is very old-fashioned all day long.

Mo Qingcheng helplessly raised her forehead: "Okay!"

What's wrong with that? The son I love is kneeling down to beg for love.

The corner of Guan Yichen's mouth curled up with a hint of joy, and the smile flashed in his eyes.

Mo Qingcheng handed a pill to Zai Guan Yichen: "Take it."

Guan Yichen took the elixir between his legs and swallowed it without asking.

"Boss, am I afraid that my mother will give me poison?" Mo Qingcheng joked.

"Mom, are you willing to give up?"

Hahaha, how could you let it go?

You brat, can't you just make trouble?

no!

Zai Guan Yichen lowered his eyes slightly, his face felt a little hot. Who could offend his mother's mouth?

Even his own son used it to tease him, and his father didn’t know where to hide in any corner?

Could it be that he dislikes his mother Tigress?

Zai Guan Yichen suddenly thought of something and his face turned a little cold.

A certain man was seriously injured and was about to lose consciousness when he suddenly sneezed and the wound opened again.

The secret guards were so frightened that they almost knelt down collectively. Master, are you thinking too much?

Yes, the master has been in a good mood in the past two days. Could it be that he was abandoned by his wife?

Congratulations, the truth is out...

Boring!

Mo Qingcheng said softly, "The boss is not humorous at all. I don't deny that Mo Mo's chubby little chubby balls are fun. I will tease him later when I get back."

Hong Zimo, who was worried about Mo Qingcheng, sneezed three times in a row and glanced at Mu Wanqing provocatively: Mother misses him.

Mu Wanqing rolled her red eyes and resisted the urge to hit someone, you idiot!

Hong Zimo hummed an unknown song, sauntered away with his legs on his back.

Mu Wanqing turned around and went to find Mu Shenyi, but Grandpa Mu could be ruthless...

Mo Qingcheng had nothing to do, so he went out for a walk. He picked up a few herbs and dressed them up, but he was unexpectedly attacked.

Two men in gray clothes descended from the sky and blocked the way of the mother and son.

Guan Yichen was on guard, and he could count the number of times the men in gray appeared. If he guessed correctly, those people came for his mother.

damn it!

The little boy, with cold eyes, suddenly blew the bone whistle in his leg.

If there is a special signal to contact Hongyi, then Hanhan will come over when he hears the whistle.

Mo Qingcheng was calm and didn't stop her. Hong Yi was either idle or idle... Those goshawks were so pervasive that it was really annoying.

If that doesn't work, use the advanced weapons in the interstellar farm laboratory.

It comes with a built-in locking function, so you won’t be able to take down those crappy things if you don’t believe me.

In Guan Yichen's heart, he was anxious. Damn it, he should have asked Hong Yi to follow him. He was too young to be of much help.

Bystanders know better.

Zai Guan Yichen was only thinking about not letting anything happen to his mother, so he automatically ignored his mother Niu Pikras. With a wave of his calf, he could become a living person in seconds.

That’s right!

Guan Yichen and Hong Yi are very clever, and they both know Mo Qingcheng's trick of transforming a living person out of thin air. The incident happened in my mother's presence, and everything was messed up.

It was too late to say, but soon, the two men in gray glanced at each other wrongly and saw a word in each other's eyes.

kill!

If the opportunity is too good to be missed, it will never come again. When will you wait until you don’t move your legs now?

Didn't you listen to that bastard blowing the whistle to find someone?

hehe……

Just before the reinforcements arrive, they must be completely eliminated. What a waste!

The short man was barely able to stretch his legs, and his target was Guan Yichen. The little bastard could be reduced to ashes with just one slap.

With a tall and thin aquiline nose, he flicked his leg and wrist, and the tip of the sword curled up with sword flowers, piercing Mo Qingcheng's throat.

Came at the right time!

Mo Qingcheng raised her eyebrows evilly: "How do you want to die? I will help you, my lady!"

"Ha!" The tall and thin man with a hooked nose snorted coldly, and suddenly the long sword in his leg split into two: "Go ask the Lord of Hell!"

"The Lord of Hell is going to go..."
Chapter completed!