One hundred and fifty bottles of poison?

The owner of Mo's hometown looked at the little girl in confusion: "Can Qianqian can refine poison?"

The Mo people were shocked in their faces!

The poison was actually refined by the young lady himself?

True or fake?

"Can a little!" Mu Qianqian admitted frankly.

Refining poison is not a shameful thing.

Besides, this time she took out 150 bottles of tongue fragrance at once, and it was almost impossible to hide it from it.

hiss……

Everyone inhale.

So, those poisons were really refined by the young lady!

Even the Xuan-level powerful man can refine such a powerful poison. Such a method can be more than a little bit.

It's so good!

The elders' expressions changed again and again, and their eyes looked at Mu Qianqian with awe and fear.

Good, their young lady is simply a treasure girl.

They were so sluggish that when they first met, they looked down on their young lady.

Fortunately, the young lady is broad-minded and has no knowledge of them!

"Hahaha, Qianqian is not bad!" The owner of Mo's hometown laughed happily.

He is worthy of being the descendant of that person, and he has a bit of his appearance.

"Qianqian, Yan'er stays, the rest of the people will be separated!" The head of Mo's hometown began to drive people away.

Mu Qianqian and Mo Yan stayed obediently.

The Mo couple also stayed consciously.

Also staying with Ye Sihuang and Mo Ling'er were Ye Sihuang.

The owner of Mo's hometown looked at it and said, "Everyone comes back to the hall."

The head of Mo's hometown took the lead in walking towards the Mo tribe's convention hall.

Mo Yan and others cooperated to follow.

As soon as he entered the hall, the owner of Mo's hometown raised his hand and set up a barrier to isolate the inside and the outside to prevent anyone from eavesdropping.

"Father, do you have any important things to remind me?" Mo Siting looked at the old father.

Suddenly I found that my father had grown older again, the wrinkles on his face became noticeably darker, and his hair changed from grayish whiteness to full whiteness now.

Mo Siting's heart was fluctuating, feeling a little emotional, and feeling sad.

Since he took over the Mo family, his father has been traveling abroad for many years and has few days in the clan, so there are fewer communication between them, father and son.

If possible, he hopes that his father will stay at home more often in the future.

It also promotes the affection between father and son.

"Do you know why I let the Wu family leave?" The head of Mo's hometown looked at Mo Siting, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his questions were intriguing.

Mo Siting was slightly stunned and shook his head.

"How many mysterious ranks did the Wu family come to this time? How many mysterious ranks did our Mo clan have? Do you know what?" The head of the Mo family asked again.

"The Wu family has more than fifty people in the Guangxuan rank this time, and our Mo clan is less than half!"

After Mo Siting finished speaking, his face darkened.

The Mo family in the Yin clan is also a group with great achievements and strong strength.

But when compared with the Wu family, it seems a bit unappreciated.

The entire hidden tribe circle cannot reach more than fifty people like the Wu family.

Even if the Wu family has outstanding strength and more than three or five Xuan levels is reasonable, it is completely twice that of their Mo clan, which is a bit outrageous.

"This is not normal!" Mo Siting immediately reacted.

"It's not too slow!" Mo Qingcang nodded.

"So, my father wants to…?"

"Yan'er will be with her grandfather tonight, and we will visit the Wu family at night!" Mo Qingcang said.

Sitting in the seat, Mo Yan, who was peeling the vermicelli, kept moving his hands. When he heard what his grandfather said, he just nodded casually.

After peeling an orange, he handed it to Mu Qianqian in front of everyone: "Taste, it's quite sweet!"

In full view of everyone.

Mu Qianqian took Lingju helplessly, her cheeks were bulging, and she glared at him with embarrassment.

Everyone is watching!

"Is it delicious?" Mo Yan stared at the little girl and waited patiently for her feedback.

It seems sweet or not, whether it tastes delicious, is more important to him than the important thing he is talking about!

Mo Qingcang's mouth twitched, this kid...ωωw..net

Miyagi Xueyue covered her mouth and smiled slightly, her eyes full of pampering and lovingness.

This young couple is so loving.

The wife is favored!

Yan'er has a little bit of his father's shadow on her, which is great!

Mu Qianqian took a bite of orange.

Sweet, so sweet!

Sweet.

When I bite it down, I felt like the juice was swelling in my mouth.

It tastes so good!

No wonder he strongly recommends it to himself...

After eating a bite of orange, Mu Qianqian blinked playfully: "Grandpa Mo, can you bring Qianqian with you at night?"

She was also very curious!

It’s exciting and fun to act with the two big guys!

Heart-wrenching!

"Miss Qianqian wants to go too?" Mo Qingcang looked surprised.

"Okay, Qianqian wants to go, let's go together!" Mo Qingcang waved his hand and agreed decisively.

This is the first request made by his grandson-in-law to him, how can he not satisfy it?

"Grandpa, Ling'er wants to go too!" When Mo Ling'er heard this, she raised her hand quickly.

"Okay, go all out! Si Huang is responsible for protecting Ling'er's safety!" Grandpa Mo arranged.

The Wu family was defeated and their vitality was severely damaged.

Even if I visit the Wu family at night, even if I am discovered, there is no danger.

Mo Qingcang subconsciously swept towards Mo Yan's arm.

A certain green dragon lying lazily on his arm raised his head, and a pair of longans seeped in cold light.

"When did this dragon contract?"

dragon?

Mo Siting's heart skipped and followed the old man's gaze.

Seeing the little green snake wrapped around Yan'er's arm, her pupils instantly shrank: "Is this, dragon?"

Isn't it a little green snake?

"Father, isn't the majestic dragon on my brother's arm?"

"Or what do you think is really that coincidental, and there will be a dragon to help our Mo clan?"

Mo Ling'er was amused by her father's shocked appearance and couldn't help but say stinkingly.

Humph!

My brother’s blue dragon is so amazing!

Just after I dealt with a powerful emperor in the southwest, I returned to the Mo clan, and ran into an old monster from the Wu family and hit the dragon head!
To be continued...