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Chapter 3 - Hard-mouthed or Little Brother

In fact, it was only the second day, but Mo Ling Xuan's scandal had already spread through the entire city. As the saying goes, good things never go out, while bad things spread far and wide. People were much more interested in this sort of matter of belittlement than in the words of praise.

When Mo Yi heard the rumors, he was extremely furious and immediately ordered his men to examine Mo Ling Xuan's body. The result was that Mo Ling Xuan was not a virgin after all. He was furious and anxious, but she could only settle the score. She busily ordered all the servants present to be killed and spread the word that the disease had spread in order to prevent the rumors from spreading. At the same time, she was planning to wash the white for Mo Ling Xuan and cover up her embarrassment.

What they did not know was that the person who spread the news was not these servants, but Second Miss Mo Ling Yuan. She and Mo Ling Xuan were sworn enemies, and could not wait for Mo Ling Xuan's reputation to fall apart.

When Mo Ling Xuan went back that night, she was ordered not to step outside the door. She was already suffocated from the beating, and now that she suffered from such a huge loss, she was so angry that she almost vomited blood. Furthermore, after drinking the poison that she had concocted, she became sick that night with a high fever.

Therefore, as the main culprit, Mo Ling was extremely at ease right now. She carried a broken chair and sat inside the courtyard, comfortably basking in the sunlight.

Suddenly, Mo Ling remembered something and went into the house to take a broken bronze mirror.

Mo Ling sat on the chair, opened her mouth and bit her finger, immediately producing soybean-sized blood droplets. Then, she used the blood to draw on the mirror. After a while, she drew a circle with unknown characters inside, pulled out a few strands of hair, placed them in the circle, closed her eyes and softly chanted a few incantations.

The originally shallow ugly image started to slowly emit light as Mo Ling opened and closed her mouth. After the light flourished, a girl with worn out clothes and yellow muscles floated out from the mirror.

The teardrop at the corner of the girl's eyes was incomparably tender and beautiful, looking carefully with focus, it was the face that Mo Ling had appeared on when he looked in the mirror everyday. This was Mo Ling Yan's soul.

As the only female Family Head in the Mo Family for the past hundred years, other than his supreme strength and iron blooded wrist, the most important thing was that he had a skill that no one else had — — Psychic Soul, which was able to summon their dead soul and talk to the dead.

In the beginning, Mo Ling only had the mindset of giving it a try. After all, she had changed her body and did not know if her ability was still there.

Just when Mo Ling Yan's soul was about to take shape, Mo Ling was about to ask about the reason of her soul transfer, with a "bang" sound, something fell from the roof and directly smashed onto Mo Ling's body. Mo Ling was not in time to dodge, she was hit in the head.

Mo Ling could not help but sigh in her heart, that day when she smashed Mo Ling Xuan, she was smashed today, and it really was the turn of the tides.

But when Mo Ling calmed down and looked again, she was immediately shocked to see a man in her arms. She was embracing him, and her hands … Placed in some unsuitable position below the waist and above the thighs of a man.

Mo Ling was speechless. She could not accept this godly scenario of "the heavens dropping down on Big Brother Lin" and stared blankly for a long time.

The man had a handsome face with delicate features. His lips were thin, his nose was straight, and his eyes were like stars. The jade crown on his head was tied up with a black robe. The front of the robe was embroidered with a detailed pattern. There was an elegant jade ornament hanging from his waist, which showed that he was either rich or noble.

Ou Yang Yin Shun first raised his head to look at the rooftop with his dark eyes, only to realize that the culprit that caused him to fall was already gone. He turned his head to look at Mo Ling, and then, his gaze landed on the important part of him that was grabbed, as he gnashed his teeth, "Are you done touching it?"

Mo Ling looked at the man's eyes that were almost spitting fire, and when she heard his tone of reprimand, she could not help but say coldly, "It was you who fell down for me to touch, not me who fought to touch. Why are you acting so chaste and manly, acting as if I had assaulted you?"

"A man of virginity? No … A molestation? " Ou Yang Yin Shun looked at the girl who was only fourteen or fifteen years old, and his face was filled with disbelief, "A girl like you, how could you be so shameless?"

Mo Ling had finally managed to awaken her spirit, but before she could even ask what she needed to do, she was smashed headfirst by someone from the sky. She had not even sent a single complaint, when the other party jumped up and scolded her for not having any sense of shame.

How could Mo Ling possibly let it go? She immediately put more force into her hand and laughed coldly, "You can try cursing a bit more and see if your mouth is harder or this little brother is harder."

It was the first time in Ou Yang Yin Shun's life that someone had threatened him. Furthermore, it was an extremely humiliating act, so he immediately darkened his face.

He slowly narrowed his eyes and gave a faint smile. "I can give you three seconds to count. Let go of me, apologize, and get out."

Mo Ling rolled her eyes, her face full of contempt. Please, this was her territory, why did she make her scram, "I'll also give you three seconds to count, apologize, apologize, apologize, apologize!"

Ou Yang Yin Shun, "..."

The two stayed in a stalemate for half a second, when Ou Yang Yin Shun suddenly raised his hand and pinched Mo Ling's throat, Mo Ling dodged extremely fast, and at the same time when she left Ou Yang Yin Shun's body, she pulled down the jade ornament on Ou Yang Yin Shun's waist.

A mirror was broken from the start. It cost five hundred taels of silver. Qian Jin must have gone crazy.

Just when Ou Yang Yin Shun was feeling the itch on his teeth, Mo Ling immediately said, "Tsk tsk, to be honest, your little brother feels really bad. That experience just now was really bad, so I want to collect a mental loss fee of a thousand gold and take it out."

Ou Yang Yin Shun looked at Mo Ling's shameless act, and her hands that were raised up asking for money. The atmosphere around him became colder and colder, and he said expressionlessly, "Woman, you will regret this." Then, like a ghost, she appeared behind Mo Ling.