A bone-chilling voice sounded in the room. Mo Qingwu's body trembled slightly and she turned around slowly.

"Ah...I...who am I?" Isn't that my brother's room there? Who is that weird man in front of me?

A man dressed in black, wrapped from head to toe, exuding the smell of decay...

Mo Qingwu had an idea in his mind, not to stay here and run away quickly.

The man in black was excited and pulled Mo Qingwu over, "What do I mean? My brother didn't tell me who I am?"

Mo Qingwu shook her head vigorously, fearing for death in her heart: "No... I don't know... Brother didn't say..." Could it be that Brother...

"Don't know?" The man in black was arrogant and moved his legs, and Mo Qingwu was sucked towards him.

"boom!"

A strange black light flashed in the eyes of the man in black, and with a flick of his leg, Mo Qingwu lost her balance and fell onto the bed, hitting Mo Xinxin.

"puff!"

Mo Xinxin sprayed a mouthful of old blood on Mo Qingwu's back: "Ahem..."

The tip of Mo Qingwu's nose twitched, the faint fragrance of liquid sorghum entered his nostrils, and his mind felt dizzy.

"Mo Xinxin, you are not that vixen of mine!" Mo Qingwu didn't know what happened to her, she jumped up from the bed and stared at Mo Xinxin fiercely.

Mo Xinxin's heart skipped a beat, and she had a bad premonition about Ye Chang. There was an idea in her mind, run!

Actions were faster than thoughts, Mo Xinxin pushed Mo Qingwu away and ran towards the door.

The man in black flashed and blocked Mo Xinxin's path.

"Little girl, then it's my good deeds. If I look after you, it's our blessing... Jie Jie..." The man in black laughed strangely, and Mo Xinxin was also hit to the ground, and she was on the wrong side with Mo Qingwu.

Take one look, and if you don't run away, you'll be dead...

Two flowers bloomed, one on each branch, and it was said that Mo Qingcheng was cut off by the ninth elder Mo Chuyue and dragged to his residence.

"Xiao Qingqing, am I not going to be cruel to him? You have something to eat and you don't want to think about this elder?" Mo Chuyue looked aggrieved and walked around Mo Qingcheng, "Where's the hot pot?"

Mo Qingcheng: "..."

shut up me!

Do you dare to do anything just by taking one bite?

"Ninth Elder, people say that Mo Qingcheng is a little witch. In front of the Ninth Elder, he is nothing like a witch..." Mo Qingcheng's eyes were full of teasing, "I framed the wrong brother and sister like that, are you afraid of retribution?"

"Retribution? Shit!" Ninth Elder Mo Chuyue raised her eyebrows evilly, stretched out her pig legs to pinch Mo Qingcheng's dongba, "Little Qingqing, this elder is just going to help me... little witch!"

Stinky girl, don’t think that you are too old-sighted to notice her little tricks? You were called an old witch, and the new one turned out to be a little witch. It’s interesting...

Mo Qingcheng touched his nose nonchalantly and coughed softly: "Elder Beauty, misunderstanding! Misunderstanding! Shabu-shabu is more interesting when there are more people..."

"That's hard to say?" Mo Chuyue curled her lips and took out the communication jade camera, "The old and immortal people are all here to eat shabu-shabu!"

Mo Qingcheng is absolutely defeated, is it possible to play like that?

The corner of Mo Qingcheng's mouth twitched. The Ninth Elder was worthy of the old witch, and her charm was still the same as before. When the old witch roared, the elders responded and rushed over one by one.

"Old witch, if I dare to deceive this elder, I will definitely not be spared." The third elder, Mo Chuan, snorted coldly, with a dark face full of warning. Who is afraid of whom? Lao Jiu is very capable of relying on his poison skills. He knows medical skills.

Know the medical skills, know the medical skills, and repeat the request three times.

The corner of the elder Mo Yujiang's mouth curled up slightly: "Third brother, pay attention to the influence, don't scare little Qingqing..."

Third Elder Mo Chuan's eyes twitched, would Little Qingqing be frightened? Are you kidding me?

Mo Chuyue rolled her red eyes, raised her eyebrows evilly, and whispered to Mo Qingcheng.

The fifth elder, Mo Hanshan, has a bad temper, so what about the shabu-shabu they agreed on? Could it be that the old enchantress is going to shabu-shabu them?
Chapter completed!