The fragrance of medicine is alluring, the farm elder sister is cool and cool

Ah Yin nodded, and Wang Heng smiled. The drums began to beat, and Wen Qingcheng and Wang Yunxi began to cut the medicine. They had to see who cut the medicine better and faster within the specified time.

Wen Ji's family and friends stood in the audience, watching Wen Qingcheng standing on the stage with his hands bent, and the white peony flew out from Wen Qingcheng's fingers like snowflakes. Everyone's eyes widened, they had never seen Wen Qingcheng cut herbs before, and they didn't expect the boss to be so strong.

Wang Ji's relatives and friends were also stunned. Wang Heng crossed his arms and looked coldly at Wen Qingcheng's amazing operation. He thought: It's a pity that such a good skill cannot be used by Wang Ji. After today, there will be no more Wen Qingcheng and no more Wen Ji!

Wen Qingcheng was concentrating on cutting the medicine, and her ears were filled with the sound of drums and the cheers from the audience, so she didn't notice the danger approaching...

Suddenly, a wooden pillar fell from the shed above her head and hit Wen Qingcheng on the head.

Wen Ji's family and friends in the audience noticed it and screamed. "Qingcheng——"

Ye Xiuying didn't know where the power came from, she jumped up from a ten-foot-high platform and rushed towards Wen Qingcheng.

At this critical moment, two figures, one black and one white, flashed by. Wen Qingcheng felt that she was concentrating on cutting the medicine one second, and the next second, she seemed to have teleported, like a sandwich, being held horizontally by two men. The wooden pillars on the roof rolled down and smashed Wen Qingcheng's desk into pieces.

Wang Yunxi was far away, but was also very frightened. The judges' seats were on the left side of the stage, and although they were not affected, they were also frightened and stood up and left.

Wen Qingcheng's face turned pale. She looked at the man in black on the right. She raised her eyes and saw the familiar iron mask. She thought to herself, thank goodness Yinfu was there. "Thank you, Brother Yinfu." After saying that, Yinfu suddenly handed her to the arms of the man on the left in panic.

Wen Qingcheng looked over curiously, almost thinking she was dreaming. That handsome face that looked like it was carved by a knife, and those eyes as deep as the night sky, and the noble temperament emanating from his body, was this Mo Jinghong?

Wen Qingcheng was frightened and excited, and stood there in a daze for a moment.

"Are you scared silly?" Mo Jinghong raised the corner of his lips into a smile.

"Mo...Brother Mo." Wen Qingcheng didn't know why, but when she saw Mo Jinghong at this moment, all the grievances in her heart during this period came to her mind. All her strength collapsed in an instant, and tears rolled down like beads with broken strings.

Ye Xiuying fell down and got up again, and ran over, followed by everyone from Wen Ji. "How is it? Are you hurt?"

"Isn't this Chuyi?" Wen Zhuo was surprised and happy to find that the person holding Wen Qingcheng was Chuyi.

Seeing that Wen Qingcheng was fine, Ye Xiuying realized that it was Mo Jinghong who saved Wen Qingcheng. She said in surprise, "Chuyi, you're back."

"Auntie, don't worry, I'm back." Mo Jinghong looked at Wen Qingcheng, whose face was covered with tears, and felt a pain in his heart. He gently put Wen Qingcheng down and comforted her softly, "Silly girl, why are you crying? It's okay. I'm here."

After Wen Qingcheng stood firm, Mo Jinghong turned and looked in the direction of Wang's relatives and friends, and his handsome face instantly became covered with frost.

Wang Heng met those murderous eyes and shuddered subconsciously, thinking: How come this evil star is here?

At this time, everyone on the judges' bench came over to ask about Wen Qingcheng's condition. The county government officials evacuated the people on the stage and began to check for safety hazards. Mr. He San, who was on the judges' bench, was stunned when he saw Mo Jinghong standing there.

The staff announced the end of the conference and were cleaning up the site. Wen Qingcheng felt a little scared. If Yin Fu and Mo Jinghong hadn't arrived in time, her head would have exploded. How could it be such a coincidence? This was definitely not a natural disaster but a man-made disaster!

Chairman Xu of the County City Patriarch Association calmed down and said to the crowd below the stage: "Don't panic, there are no casualties, there was a small accident at our venue." After that, he glanced at the clerk beside him with a knife-like look and shouted in a low voice: "What happened!"

"Sir, this shouldn't happen. I just checked it last night. How could this happen..."

Mo Jinghong swept his cold eyes over the crowd, no longer restraining his momentum, and instantly exuded a fierce murderous intent from his body. He shouted in a cold voice: "I'm afraid this is not an accident. Someone has ulterior motives and attempted murder!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the people in the audience instantly became excited and felt that it made sense. If it was an accident, how could it be such a coincidence? Such a thick wooden beam fell down at the top of Wen Qingcheng's head. If it hit her head, her brains would have come out.

At this time, Ah Falcon came over with a man dressed as a servant in his hand and threw him heavily at Mo Jinghong's feet.

Wen Qingcheng walked over and said, "Brother Mo, someone wants to kill me."

Mr. He San also came over, pretending to have just recognized Mo Jinghong, and said with a smile: "Jinghong, it's really you, how come you came to Qinghe County."

Mo Jinghong turned his head and looked coldly at Third Master He. He clasped his hands together and bowed, "If Third Uncle can come, then naturally, the nephew can come too."

Wen Qingcheng looked at Mr. He Sanye and then at Mo Jinghong. The uncle and nephew seemed to be very estranged. She remembered that Mo Jinghong once said that his uncles were all from the side branches of the He family and had always opposed Mo Jinghong inheriting the family property.

"Jinghong, since the girl is fine, let's go over there and talk." Mr. He San wanted to pull Mo Jinghong away, but was stopped by Mo Jinghong.

"Uncle, please do as you please. I still have things to take care of." After Mo Jinghong said this, he looked down at the captured man on the ground. He was trembling with fear because Ah Falcon held a sword against his neck.

Wang Heng and his men hurried over and winked at the man on the ground. Ah Falcon said solemnly, "Sir, I just saw this man sneaking around in the backstage."

"Did you cause this accident?" Mo Jinghong asked coldly.

The man originally wanted to deny it, but when he met Mo Jinghong's murderous eyes, he was so scared that his legs went limp. The powerful pressure emanating from Mo Jinghong made him feel suffocated. How could he dare to lie? He begged for mercy again and again.

"This is none of my business. It was someone else who ordered me to do it."

Wang Heng's face turned pale. Everything was planned well and done without anyone noticing, but Mo Jinghong showed up unexpectedly. How could he run into this evil star?

Wang Yunxi also saw Mo Jinghong. When she saw him again, she was still unconsciously attracted to him. But now she had lost her innocence and was no longer worthy of Mo Jinghong. It was all Wen Qingcheng's fault! Wang Yunxi looked at Wen Qingcheng standing next to Mo Jinghong, with a huge hatred in her eyes. Why didn't the wooden beam fall and kill Wen Qingcheng? Why wasn't she dead yet?

Wang Yunxi clenched her fists tightly, her red nails digging into her flesh. It was not until the man lying on the ground begging for mercy mentioned Wang Ji that Wang Yunxi came to her senses in an instant, and screamed like a madman: "You little bastard, what nonsense are you talking about? You are slandering me. Tell me! Who told you to say that? Was it Wen Qingcheng? Did you collude with them?"