Seeing the window glass of her small broken car rustling under the other party's fist, it seemed as if it would shatter in the next moment, Mo Qingyin silently opened the car door and got out of the car.

The car door opened, and a beautiful girl who looked but was dressed in plain clothes walked out of the car.

The strong man was stunned for a moment, and was surprised that the person in the car was actually a little girl.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Mo Qingyin's head is as big as a fight, and she is penniless. Where can I get money to compensate her? Mo Qingyin secretly glanced at the butt of the luxury car that was hit by her, and her mind was empty, and she forced the hero to defeat her with one cent.

"Host, don't worry, after eating him, you'll be done." Wu's fierce voice sounded in her mind.

"No." Mo Qingyin warned in her heart.

"Don't think that you are a girl, I won't beat someone up. I dare to apologize and compensate!" After a moment of stunned silence, the strong man stared at Mo Qingyin even more fiercely and yelled, biting the word compensation very heavily. The huge fist waved in front of Mo Qingyin like intimidation. On the thick bronze arm, the muscles were raised high, like copper cast iron.

Mo Qingyin glanced at the strong arms, and a red light flashed slightly in her eyes, and a hint of disdain flashed quickly.

"What's there to show off? It's much worse than me." The Great Demon King Wu muttered disdainfully.

Mo Qingyin didn't say anything. She stared at the strong man opposite. For some reason, what she saw at this moment was not the strong man's appearance, but straight into his soul. A sense of hunger spread invisibly. She swallowed her saliva and was hungry.

But in a flash, Mo Qingyin knew that this feeling was not hers, but foggy.

The fog wants to eat the soul of this strong man.

But the strong man didn't realize it and still used his terrifying fist to intimidate Mo Qingyin to compensate.

Mo Qingyin suppressed her 'appetite' towards the strong man. Her clear and clean little face was expressionless, staring at him with eyes straight, and seriously flirted with her empty pockets and said, "I don't want money, I want someone."

"What?"

The strong man waved his fist and suddenly clattered in the air, his knuckles clattering.

"Look, that's it anyway, I have no money. Or you can call the police and arrest me. If you want, you can beat me up." Mo Qingyin said expressionlessly, her posture was very calm, obviously she looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water.

"Host, you are so capable of pretending." Wu sighed.

At this moment, only it knew how embarrassed and helpless the host was, but her expression was so calm, as if nothing could enter her heart.

The girl had a cold face, as if I couldn't afford to pay any compensation anyway, and you would do whatever you like. After saying that, she closed her eyes and let you deal with it.

The strong man's fierce face twitched a few times, and he couldn't help but look in the luxury car asking for help.

In the open car door, a young man in white Tang suit sat upright and stared at Mo Qingyin in the direction of the open car. His eyes were so focused that he did not care about the strong man's gaze for help.

When the strong man saw that the young man was not hanging in the chair as lazy as before, but staring at the outside of the car straight, he opened his mouth wide in surprise. After all, his master was a lazy guy who could lie down and never sit, sit down and never stand, his eyes closed, and never open.

However, at this moment, his spine was straight and his eyes were bright.

The fierce-looking strong man made a very childish and funny move, put his fists away, rubbed his eyes with the back of his hands, and then looked at his master again.

Mo Qingyin couldn't see the young man in the car from the angle, but she made a decision.

Just as the strong man stared at his master in a daze, Mo Qingyin turned around and ran away, "I don't want the car anymore, I'll pay you for selling scrap iron!"

Mo Qingyin left a shout, which was as fast as a phantom, and disappeared from the spot after a few rushes and jumps.

The strong man suddenly came to his senses and turned his head. Mo Qingyin's figure had long disappeared, leaving only the worn-out car that could sell scrap iron.

The strong man's face suddenly changed.

In the car, the young man's eyes suddenly bent, like two crescent moons, and the corners of his lips were raised, which was indescribable and blurry.

The big man widened his eyes again. At a man who was so lazy that he could even lift his eyelids, he actually smiled... and laughed...

Half an hour later, the strong man watched the broken car with his own eyes and drove away with satisfaction.

"Master, the money for selling this broken car is probably not enough to compensate us." The strong man complained to the young man in dissatisfaction.

The young man was lying in the seat lazily, with his eyelids trembling slightly. In fact, he wanted to tell the man: If he didn't take it apart, the value of the broken car would definitely be higher than after taking it apart. However, he was lazy to move.

The strong man was still muttering about dissatisfaction with complaints, and said that he would meet again next time, so he must pay the remaining amount for the girl to pay, otherwise he would beat her up.

Speaking of Mo Qingyin, she ran away all the way. Wherever she passed, passers-by felt a breeze blowing by her side, but when she looked again, there was nothing.

Mo Qingyin ran all the way back to the Mo family.

She stopped in front of the Mo family's gate, and then she realized that it only took a few minutes on the road from just now, and she didn't drive at this speed.

Mo Qingyin was amazed, but she didn't show her face. She calmly pushed open the door of the Mo family with a cold face.

Although the Mohist family was in a down-and-out state, they were once glorious. Therefore, in Yandu, where every inch of land was valuable, a three-in-one residence with a considerable historical heritage was still preserved.

Mo Qingyin walked in step by step. In the main hall, Mo Guohai, Mo Ting, Mo Qingci, and the master of the Rong family were doing the same.

"She is here!"

Suddenly, the master of the Rong family shouted loudly and then said, "Mo Ting, take your blood and trap her!"

Mo Ting did not hesitate and cut his wrist with a knife, and a large amount of blood poured out into the altar.

Mo Ting released a lot of blood. Master Rong couldn't help but look at Mo Ting more, with a strange look. In fact, just one drop is enough.

Mo Qingyin is now sensitive to five senses. Although she is outside the door, she still hears the movements in the room clearly. She raises a sarcastic curve in the corner of her lips, and raises her hand and pushes open the door of the main hall.

Chenyang shone in unexpectedly, warm and brilliant, without the gust of wind they imagined, the girl's steps were steady, and the sunlight brought out a hazy shadow behind her. Rong's family thought in surprise, isn't ghosts without shadows? Is it a misinformation?

However, Master Rong's face changed in horror.

She is not dead? The most important thing is that he could see through Mo Qingyin's fate before, but now he can't see anything.

What happened?

Mo Qingyin smiled at them, and saw that the altar was covered with blood and Mo Ting's wrists had not yet been put away, Mo Qingyin stepped forward and raised her feet.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the altar collapsed and various instruments shattered all over the ground.

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Chapter completed!