Chapter 17
Ouyang Moru foolishly let them beat him, and squatted in the corner with his knees hugged expressionlessly, neither shouting nor shouting.

This kind of beating did not get sympathy from the servants, but instead got ridicules, followed by continuous ignorance and bullying.

These painful memories cannot be erased by Mo Ruo.

Liu's mother heard her words, her nose was sore, hot tears fell straight down, and she blamed herself: "I didn't take good care of you for Miss. Miss entrusted you to me before she died. It was Liu's mother who didn't take care of you." Hello."

"Mother Liu, you are serious. If you hadn't rubbed the medicine for me and fed me after I was injured, I'm afraid I would have died under their cold whips." Mo Ruo kept smiling as much as possible to prevent Liu Ma Feeling very sad, she pushed Mama Liu into the room.

Whispered in her ear: "I swear, things like that will never happen again."

Mama Liu was startled, and hastily wiped the tears off her face, and asked, "The chancellor agreed to let you practice magic power?!"

Mo Ruo spread his hands and shook his head.
Hearing these words, Mama Liu had a sad expression on her face again, she sniffled and walked out by herself.

After Mama Liu left, she felt that the people on the roof had also left.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he secretly said in his heart: "It's still interesting, how can I practice seriously if I don't get you away?"

After walking to her own room, Mo Ruo closed the doors and windows tightly. She did this just in case. If Ouyang Rongkuo still kept a trick, she would have exposed herself.

Then she found some discarded paper, pens and inks at the side, and looked at these four treasures of the study that could already be thrown into the trash can, she smiled helplessly; it was fine not to let her daughter learn illusion, but she was not even allowed to read books study.A woman's lack of talent is virtue. Should she praise Ouyang Rongkuo's nobility or despise his cruelty?

The characters just now have been arranged in a circle in the mind like a tape measure, until all the characters are drawn on the paper, Mo Ruo rubbed his wrist, he was relieved, and softly called Qilin.

Mo Ruo pointed to the paper on the table, and said disdainfully: "Look at what this is, just now that old man Ouyang Rongkuo said that it is the supreme magic cultivation method."

Qilin leaned forward and took a serious look. As his eyes moved, his mouth also moved slightly. When he saw half of it, his face was full of surprise. After reading all the characters, he raised his eyes seriously. He looked at Mo Ruo with a solemn expression, "There is no reason for your Ouyang family to have such a thing."

Mo Ruo saw that his expression was different than before, with more shock, and asked exaggeratedly: "What is this mysterious thing that makes you have such a frightened expression?"
"Why would this fairy beast be afraid of such a broken thing?" Qilin raised his head, with an expression of arrogance and inviolability.

Broken thing... Mo Ruo's eyes narrowed into a line, and her pretty brows were slightly frowned, "This is what Ouyang Rongkuo called it left over from the era of his ancestors."

Qilin said with a sullen face, "This is indeed something left over from a very ancient era. It's just that after the world's constant competition, there have been many counterfeit products, and each one is more fake than the other."

When Mo Ruo heard the news, he immediately felt a warm current in his heart. This is really good news. The thing that Ouyang Rong regarded as the most precious thing was actually a fake, and he knew that he would be very angry.

(End of this chapter)

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