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Chapter 29 - Dou Qi

"Find it. Even if we have to dig three feet into the ground, we have to find that person." Mo Rou was enraged, she threw the teacup in her hand towards the servant who was kneeling on the ground.

Zheng Xu He coincidentally walked in. He had never seen Mo Rou lose her composure like this before, and a trace of displeasure and doubt appeared in the depths of her eyes. Zheng Xu He waved for the servant to withdraw as he walked in front of Mo Rou.

"Rou Er, what's going on? Ever since you took charge of the Mo Family, I have never seen you get so angry, but what about these servants who have angered you? " On the surface, Zheng Xu He was concerned about her, but on the inside, he was displeased. He felt that Mo Rou had lost face, losing the dignity of a Family Head.

Regarding Zheng Xu He's words, Mo Rou seemed to not have heard them, and after a moment, she turned to look at Zheng Xu He, and muttered, "She's back, Mo Ling is back."

Mo Ling is back?

Zheng Xu He was startled at first, but then he became sullen: "What nonsense are you spouting in the clear sky?"

He lowered his voice and continued, "We saw her die, how could she still be alive?"

Mo Rou shook her head and did not answer. That day in the Ancestral Hall, she could feel it so clearly, other than Mo Ling, who else would be in the Soul Descending Mirror? Also, the disappearance of the Zhao mama, the fact that the Zhao mama had a similar build to Xia Zhi, if it wasn't Mo Ling, who else could it be?

Mo Rou could not say these things, and she did not dare say them.

Zheng Xu He was already getting impatient, he did not have the slightest intention to comfort her. He did not believe that in this world, there would be such a thing as avenging the ghosts. She was already dead, and was not his match when she was alive.

It was a little different from the rumors in the outside world. Zheng Xu He, whom Zheng Xu He did not really love, had a hidden impatience and annoyance deep in his eyes. He left without even looking at Mo Rou once.

Mo Rou raised her head and looked at Zheng Xu He's back figure with resentment. She did not say a single word as an indescribable glow flashed in her dark phoenix eyes. She turned the armrest of her chair, and a crack appeared on the wall behind her. The crack grew larger and larger, until it finally became a door.

Mo Ling stood up and walked in, and the wall closed once again, showing nothing out of the ordinary.

Outside the city, Mo Ling and her carriage was stopped by a group of people.

"What's going on?" Mo Ling calmly got off the carriage, and looked at the group of bandits in front of him, a trace of probing flashed past her eyes.

There are bandits here?

In just 12 short years, the bandits had already developed to this point?

Dong Cheng Yu subconsciously shielded Mo Ling behind him, "Third Miss should return to the carriage.

"The man is dead, the woman is back on the mountain as a wife."

At the bandit leader's order, his men swarmed forward. Dong Cheng Yu's skill was very good, and the guards by his side were all top class experts, but no matter how you looked at it, they were the ones who were at a disadvantage.

Dong Cheng Yu was entangled by a few bandits and could not escape at all. There was no need to mention the other guards; they were all being tightly entangled by the bandits, unable to take care of themselves.

Mo Ling could only protect herself, but she did not know why Mo Ling did not feel that these people were dangerous.

"Third Miss, don't be afraid, I will protect you." Dong Cheng Yu urgently wanted to get rid of the bandits that were pestering him, but they found an opening and bit on Dong Cheng Yu tightly.

Mo Ling could not help but sigh. It had only been 12 years, the development of a bandit was just too unbelievable. His skills were enough to participate in the Martial Arts Alliance Master selection, becoming a bandit was truly a waste.

"Third Miss!" Seeing this, Dong Cheng Yu bellowed, but he still could not escape.

Mo Ling glanced at Dong Cheng Yu apologetically, and allowed his to leave.

After a moment of dizziness, Mo Ling landed on the ground and looked at Ou Yang Yin Shun with dissatisfaction. It was clearly a stern and cold face, but she had a playful smile, and her ice-cold eyes carried a smile as she looked at Mo Ling. After Mo Ling regained her balance, she said, "Aiyo, my wife is here."

"..."

Bullshit!

Mo Ling rolled her eyes at Ou Yang Yin Shun, and bluntly sat down in front of him. After drinking all the tea on the table in one go, she comforted her stomach which was in the midst of overturning rivers and seas.

"Do you need to make such a big scene?" Mo Ling put down the cup of water and recovered his calm and cold gaze.

Because it was too fast, Mo Ling could not see it clearly, and even suspected that she was seeing things wrongly.

Forget it, she didn't have the leisure to care about other people's matters.

"I need your help with something." Mo Ling said, only now did she realize that she had a question related to principles and sex, "What should I call you?"

"Mistress." Ou Yang Yin Shun raised his eyebrows and said.

"..."

Mo Ling indifferently shot Ou Yang Yin Shun a glance, and threw him a word, "In your dreams."

Dream on! Ou Yang Yin Shun's eyes flickered, and looked straight into Mo Ling's eyes, but he realized that this woman was not afraid of his cold gaze, but Ou Yang Yin Shun still would not compromise!

"Master Ouyang."

"..."

"Young Master Ouyang, under the carriage …." Mo Ling bluntly opened her mouth to say something important, but she was interrupted by Ou Yang Yin Shun.

Zhao mama, who was tied up like a meat dumpling, was thrown in front of Mo Ling. Looking at the Mo Ling and Ou Yang Yin Shun in front of him with fear, he let out a "wuwu" sound from his gaped mouth.

Mo Ling took out the rag from her mouth, causing Zhao mama to immediately scold.

"You slut, I am from the Madame Rou! How dare you capture me? I advise you to quickly let me go, otherwise Madame Rou will not let you go. " Zhao mama was used to being tyrannical. When he saw Mo Ling, he immediately brought Mo Rou out.

Mo Ling's eyes sunk, the corners of her mouth raised, she did not conceal the killing intent on her face, and directly pulled out the sword beside Ou Yang Yin Shun. Step by step, he approached the Zhao mama. Today, she was going to take back from him what Mo Rou had taken away from him.

"You, what are you doing?" When Zhao mama saw Mo Ling, her eyes were filled with fear. Facing Mo Ling's calm eyes, she felt like her heart was about to stop beating.

Mo Ling did not speak, but Zhao mama was scared to death.

"You can't touch me, I'm from Madame Rou, Madame Rou won't let you go." Zhao mama shouted loudly, his tied up body constantly squirming on the ground, trying to avoid Mo Ling's eyes.

Mo Ling turned cold, she retracted her sword, and instantly spurted out blood. Zhao mama screamed in pain and almost fainted.