As if she had heard a joke, Mo Ling looked at the person on the ground, her red lips slightly parted as she indifferently said, "My life, cannot be decided by anyone else."
In an instant, the sun and moon seemed to lose their luster, and only Mo Ling remained between heaven and earth.
Her entire body was emitting an innate king's aura, and her cold eyes were flickering with a sinister light.
"I'll ask you one last time, will you cooperate with me or die?" Mo Ling's voice was very low, and the gaze she used to look at him was as if she was looking at a dead man.
The Assassin on the ground instantly felt a sense of panic, this was a feeling he had never experienced before, other than cooperating with Mo Ling, he had no other choice.
Seeing that the assassin did not say anything, Mo Ling took a step forward and was about to leave, leaving behind a faint sentence, "You will not even have a corpse, I do not need to worry about the people from Homunculus causing trouble for me."
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
Mo Ling stopped walking and looked back, smiling as she said, "Go to your employer, warn him not to do anything, after this is done, I will give you double the commission to ensure your safe return to Homunculus."
"What?" The assassin exclaimed. He could not believe that he had only heard it, and just wanted him to give Mo Xu a warning?
"Aren't you afraid that the people from the Homunculus will cause trouble for you?" The assassin said as he received the antidote Mo Ling gave him. His body was already moving freely, and he looked at the girl in front of him with a vicious gaze.
Are you afraid?
Of course I am.
Mo Ling smiled confidently, and looked the assassin in the eye without backing down, without caring about the viciousness in his eyes, "You wouldn't."
The assassin's eyes flashed and his aura instantly disappeared. That's right, he really didn't know how to do that.
Double the commission could allow him to explain to the people of Homunculus, but as for the matter of him suffering a loss, he naturally did not mention anything about it.
Furthermore, Mo Xu's pills were probably not as good as Mo Ling's.
It was a compulsory lesson for assassins in Homunculus to avoid being poisoned, but for Mo Ling to be able to give the order to poison her when he was fully prepared, it showed how good she was at it.
He was very clear on the extent of the poison he had just been poisoned with. If it wasn't for the antidote, his fate would have been miserable.
"Alright, I agree." The assassin was no longer hesitant, and happily agreed to Mo Ling's request.
Mo Ling nodded, believing him. After the assassin disappeared, Mo Ling once again leaned on the wall, but this fight had exhausted her energy.
His old wounds had not fully healed and he was getting new injuries, his body was extremely weak, he was afraid that he would not be able to withstand the intense battle at Family Head.
Rong Mo had never appeared before, and it seemed that he truly did not want to offend the people of Homunculus. He was right, he and were only friends, there was no need to take risks for his sake.
"After not seeing her for a few days, Ling'er has become more and more brave. You even dare to provoke the people of Homunculus." A familiar teasing voice came out, Mo Ling's heart suddenly jumped, and then recovered.
With a slight frown, she turned around and saw the familiar black face of a scholar who was full of ridicule.
Ou Yang Yin Shun looked at Mo Ling with a smile, and the corner of his mouth held a hint of a smile.
"Young Master Ouyang, what brings you here?" Mo Ling opened his mouth, his tone slightly sour and full of blame.
Ou Yang Yin Shun raised his head, pretended to look at the weather, and said unhurriedly: "The wind of yearning, I haven't seen it for a few days, does Ling'er have the same feeling?"
"Hur hur." Mo Ling's entire body shivered, she did not understand why she would be angry when she saw Ou Yang Yin Shun, and coldly said, "No."
Ou Yang Yin Shun was not angry at all, instead, he was extremely happy. He thought that Mo Ling was angry because she cared about him.
Compared to his lifeless face from before, Ou Yang Yin Shun liked Mo Ling's sullen expression more.
"No need, no need. I won't bother with you anymore." Ou Yang Yin Shun said magnanimously, "Let's go, I'll bring you to a place."
Mo Ling did not move, her clear and cold eyes falling on Ou Yang Yin Shun's body. "Young Master Ouyang, you came specially to look for me?"
First was Rong Mo, and second was Ou Yang Yin Shun. Mo Ling didn't think that this was a coincidence.
Ou Yang Yin Shun magnanimously nodded his head, he had already seen through Mo Ling's thoughts so he did not hide anything and said, "Yes, this young master is here specifically to find you."
Mo Ling's gaze flickered a little as she thought about what had happened recently. More and more suspicions gushed into her mind, "Young Master Ouyang, didn't you leave? "Why did you appear again, and why did you leave me and the old woman at the garden the other day, and why did you come here today?"
A string of questions came out of Mo Ling's mouth. Ou Yang Yin Shun's expression was a little ugly, no one had ever dared to question him in such a manner, and the eagle's eye became deep and unclear. His grave and cold face was filled with displeasure, as cold air swirled around him.
"Is Ling Er suspecting me?"
Hearing this, Mo Ling did not answer, but her heart was a little troubled.
Ou Yang Yin Shun's actions were weird, but he had helped him time and time again, this kind of suspicion was truly chilling.
When eagle's eye closed, Ou Yang Yin Shun covered the emotions in his eyes and opened them again. His deep eyes contained a huge coldness that made even Mo Ling tremble.
Ou Yang Yin Shun embraced Mo Ling's shoulders and flew away.
Mo Ling leaned into Ou Yang Yin Shun's embrace, the cold energy around her made her feel uncomfortable, especially so for Ou Yang Yin Shun's face that was as cold as an ice mountain.
Was she wrong?
Mo Ling was dazed for a moment. Such a suspicion was very natural, so why was Ou Yang Yin Shun so angry?
Mo Ling was brought to the hot spring last time, and was devoured by the demonic energy. The Yin Qi in her body was too strong, and after a few battles with the Spirit Communication Technique, she had exhausted a lot of her internal energy. At this moment, her body was like a candle in the wind, needing treatment.
Ou Yang Yin Shun was probably angry, and did not speak to Mo Ling at all. He just took off his robe and soaked himself in the hot spring.
Having experienced it once, Mo Ling did not hesitate anymore. Wearing the inner clothes, she entered the water a certain distance away from Ou Yang Yin Shun.
The hot spring water had not reached his body yet, but Mo Ling could feel a warm current surging into his body and spreading through his entire body. In order to prevent himself from fainting again, Mo Ling swallowed a pill.
She also ignored Ou Yang Yin Shun, leaned on the side of the hot spring and closed her eyes to rest.
… ….
After the assassin left the alley, he went to Mo Mansion.
Mo Xu paced back and forth in his room anxiously. He had spent a hefty amount of money to hire someone from the Homunculus to assassinate Mo Ling, but he still felt a little apprehensive.
He heard about what happened in Mo Rou's room, and just like Mo Rou, Mo Xu also thought that Mo Ling did it.
Anyone would be afraid of a trash who suddenly possessed the ability to transcend the heavens.
"Second Master Mo." Under the broad daylight, the assassin quietly snuck into Mo Xu's room, and immediately caused Mo Xu to break out in cold sweat.
"It worked?" Mo Xu was excited when he saw the assassin. His eyes were filled with hope as he looked at the assassin, "That cheap Mo Ling, has he died?"
Mo Xu's attitude and Mo Ling's were like heaven and earth, the assassin felt disgust when he saw this. Just as Mo Xu approached him, he took out the sword at his waist and placed it across Mo Xu's neck, "Second Master Mo, I'm sorry!"