The night made everything quiet, and Qiu Bo, who was more and more satisfied with the life in front of him, drank a little wine today and slept peacefully, Duanmu Qinqin and Mo Qianyu still lived in the same room, but one person was on the bed, and the other was on the floor, irrelevant to each other, and they slept soundly.

Such a night did not make everyone peaceful, Mo Wanjin, who only recovered today, was one of them, and the person who saved him was Duanmu Qinqin, but Mo Wanjin did not have the slightest gratitude, but hated Duanmu Qinqin and Mo Qianyu even more.

Mo Wanjin, who thought that he had been humiliated by Duanmu Qinqin, was taking Mo Baili, Mo Yijiao and other young generations of the Mo family at this moment, gathering all the young and strong people among the Mo family, bringing a lot of dry firewood, spirits and vegetable oil, and rushing towards Mo Qianyu's small courtyard.

Mo Wanjin still has bruises and swellings on his body, his originally white and tender face looks miserable, with a black face, Mo Wanjin waved his hand angrily as he walked forward, "This dead demon girl, this time she must be beaten back to her original form, and that damn lame man, if he doesn't kill him, he will have to break his limbs!"

Mo Baili and Mo Yijiao also responded in unison, and their cheeks were also red and swollen, but the injuries of the two of them were beaten by the second lady, and the third lady and the fourth lady spent a lot of money to invite useless bastards into the house, but instead of subduing Duanmu Qinqin, they made the second lady lose face, and they were so aggrieved in order to save their son.

Afterwards, of course, the second lady could not spare the third lady and the fourth lady, not only reducing the supply of the two, but also their children were beaten.

Of course, all this, whether it is the third lady or the fourth lady, or these young generations, all blame Duanmu Qinqin, they firmly believe that all this is because of Duanmu Qinqin, they will let themselves be humiliated!

Mo Wanjin's excitement affected his injury, and he pouted in pain, "This demon girl knows some demon methods, everyone used to be too careless to fall into her way, this time we just set fire, remember not to panic, once the demon girl comes out and splashes these things on her, she will definitely be able to stop him!"

Mo Wanjin gritted his teeth and said, these methods have been taught by the mages of the Taoist temple outside the city, and they are real mages, but they have been wandering recently, otherwise they would have invited Duanmu to teach them a lesson.

After listening to Mo Wanjin's words, everyone responded in unison, and now they are united, and they are determined to deal with Duanmu Qinqin.

A gust of night wind blew, bringing up a dark cloud, covering the bright moon in the sky, setting fire to the sky at night, and killing people at night! Mo Wanjin smiled coldly, but he grinned and inhaled the cool air, and his body hurt!

This large group of people was violent, although some people were alarmed along the way, but who dared to come out, they all covered the doors and windows, for fear that they would be found in trouble.

The group finally came to Mo Qianyu's small courtyard, Mo Wanjin waved his hand, but there was also a bit of the momentum of a general commanding the soldiers, and the people piled up the dry firewood they were carrying around the courtyard, and poured spirits and vegetable oil on the firewood.

Seeing that the subordinates had done all this, Mo Wanjin took the torch from the hands of the subordinates and gave one to each of his brothers and sisters, and then he smiled evilly, "Now everyone throws the torch together, the people in this house will definitely die! You must remember clearly, following me is the most correct choice!"

When the torch falls, the fire rises, and the sleeping people in the house will surely die!

Mo Wanjin used this trick to force all the children of the Mo family to his side, and killed people together, and in the future, no one could escape!

The children of the Mo family all raised their torches and threw them at the pyre poured with liquor and vegetable oil.