Mo Qingyin was not angry, nor was she sad, because for her, the Mo family was just her enemy. Isn’t it natural for the enemy to kill her?

Although Mo Guohai and Mo Ting's method of poisoning her was not very good, the possibility of success was extremely high. If she hadn't been foggy and had practiced the magic of heaven, she would have been very likely to have drunk this bowl of porridge and then died of poison.

"Arsenic trioxide, commonly known as arsenic, has a molecular formula As2O3. I heard that my grandfather was once a top student at Yan University, so he should know it?" Mo Qingyin looked at Mo Guohai with a kind face with a smile, and directly told the other party's secret tricks without any concealment.

Mo Guohai's eyes were slightly dark and he said in a deep voice: "Qingyin, what are you talking about? When you have a good meal, what do you say arsenic do?"

On the side, Mo Ting put down his bowls and chopsticks and stared at Mo Qingyin.

"I didn't say anything, I just thought of it suddenly. I don't have appetite. I think you have a bad face. Why don't you drink this bowl of porridge?"

Mo Qingyin smiled and pushed the porridge bowl in front of Mo Guohai.

What else does Mo Guohai not understand? The poisonous thing in the porridge is discovered.

Mo Guohai's face remained unchanged. He looked at the bowl of porridge, then at Mo Qingyin. The love disguised on his face suddenly disappeared completely, and replaced by a deep and cold feeling.

His turbid eyes stared at Mo Qingyin's eyes, and the strong pressure rushed towards her. Mo Qingyin's lips curled slightly, and his eyes seemed to be smiling, but in fact they were indifferent.

Such Mo Qingyin made Mo Guohai suddenly realize that Mo Qingyin was really underestimated by them in the past.

They knew that she was smart, learned everything quickly, and had good academic performance. If they hadn't suppressed her, the girl might have been soaring long ago. However, even if they had suppressed and forced her over the years and wanted to destroy her, she was still out of their control.

But, so what?

"Boss, why are you still standing there?" Mo Guohai stared at Mo Qingyin and shouted fiercely.

Mo Ting, who was standing beside him, suddenly burst out when he heard this, and a palm with a strong wind slashed at Mo Qingyin quickly and quickly.

This is because if you don’t get poisoned, you should use the strong one.

A trace of mockery flashed in Mo Qingyin's eyes. For Mo Qingci, the Mo family really did everything.

The Mo family was once an extremely ancient super family. Although they are now in decline, the Mo family still has some ability. For example, the strong wind that was ripped by Mo Ting was filled with a hint of the inner qi of ancient martial arts.

But how could Mo Ting really hold her with that little ability?

Although she had just practiced the magic of heaven, her skin was strengthened, and her strength and agility were also improved a lot. Therefore, when she was sitting and urging the seat to retreat, Mo Ting's palm slashed into the air.

Mo Ting was also shocked, but he was not surprised when he thought of Mo Qingyin's methods last night. He pounced on him, turned into a fist with his palm, and rushed towards Mo Qingyin.

Mo Qingyin turned over and jumped away from the seat, avoiding it with a clever figure, and kicked it out at the same time, quickly kicking it at Mo Ting's heart. Mo Ting deliberately avoided it, but Mo Qingyin's speed was too fast, so that kick hit his heart quickly, accurately and ruthlessly.

Mo Ting's face turned pale.

Seeing this, Mo Guohai's face suddenly turned ugly.

He stood up, pulled Mo Ting aside, walked forward by himself. He looked at Mo Qingyin for a moment, clapping his hands repeatedly, "Okay, okay, okay, I am really worthy of being my Mo family. Over the years, you have hidden deep enough, and at a young age, so tolerant, if Qing Ci hadn't had a special identity, Grandpa would have been reluctant to give up on you."

His tone was a bit serious and regretful.

Mo Qingyin chuckled disdainfully, "The Mo family is cold-blooded and ruthless, and is not worthy of being my family. From now on, my surname is Mo, but it is not Mo from your Mo family. Today, I, Mo Qingyin, left the Mo family and have no connection with you anymore."

Mo Guohai looked at her deeply, "Since things have reached this point, do you think you can still get out of the Mo family?"

"That depends on my ability." Mo Qingyin was calm.

Mo Guohai took a deep breath and looked up at Mo Qingyin, suddenly, he took action.

His cultivation was obviously not comparable to Mo Ting. Mo Qingyin felt a thick inner energy rushing towards her, suffocating slightly.

Mo Qingyin had just practiced the magic of heaven, and it was a bit difficult to deal with the old guy like Mo Guohai.

Mo Qingyin hugged the bear and wanted to avoid it, but her body seemed to be fixed and could not move. Seeing Mo Guohai's palm approaching, Mo Qingyin's palm was suddenly wrapped in thick black fog. She waved her palm and slapped Mo Guohai mercilessly.

puff!

Mo Guohai fell to the ground, and as soon as he opened his mouth, a large mouthful of blood spurted out.

He raised his eyes and looked at Mo Qingyin in disbelief.

Mo Qingyin looked at him with a smile.

"My evil girl!" Mo Ting was furious and quickly flashed to Mo Guohai to support him. He stretched out his index finger and pointed at Mo Qingyin angrily, "My evil, we are all your elders, you are also a member of the Mo family. You and grandpa, I and I do this for the family and Qingci. Only when Qingci is good at the Mo family can we restore the glory of our ancestors. Don't resist!"

Mo Qingyin glanced at him expressionlessly, very contemptuous, "Do I have to take the initiative to die if I don't resist? Do you think my brain is like you? What about Mo Qingci and what about the Mo family is, it's all my business!"

At this moment, Mo Ting stared at Mo Qingyin with an ugly expression, his lips trembled so much that he couldn't say a word.

Mo Qingyin walked around him, walked to the dining table, picked up the bowl of poisonous porridge, and walked towards Mo Guohai.

Mo Ting's face instantly became extremely terrifying, "Slaying, what are you going to do?"

Mo Qingyin's eyes suddenly slashed, and with a wave of her arm, a ball of invisible demonic energy threw out, smashing Mo Ting away, "What a sin or a sin? If you don't talk well, I'll suck your mouth!"

He glared at Mo Ting coldly, and Mo Qingyin walked towards Mo Guohai with poisonous porridge.

Mo Ting was sucked with blood. At this moment, he was so scared that he saw Mo Qingyin's actions. He knew that there was nothing Mo Qingyin didn't dare to do.

"I'm...Mo Qingyin, he is your grandfather, what are you going to do?" Mo Ting roared.

Mo Qingyin didn't even look at him, squatted down, reached out to pinch Mo Guohai's chin, and sent the poisonous porridge to his mouth.

"stop!"

Mo Ting rushed over desperately and knocked over the porridge bowl. He blocked Mo Guohai, his eyes red, "Mo Qingyin, you dare to kill your relatives!"

"You dare, why don't I dare?" Mo Qingyin got up and looked at them condescendingly, with a blank expression on her face. She had no intention of really poisoning Mo Guohai to death. She just pretended to make them have a better memory. She still wanted to save their lives and make them regret it.

Her eyes were too indifferent, and Mo Ting only felt a chill that penetrated his internal organs, and he instantly got goose bumps.

"I, Mo Qingyin, have only an enemy relationship with your Mo family from today." Mo Qingyin said lightly, then turned around and left, leaving Mo Guohai and Mo Ting and his son who were left in a mess.
Chapter completed!