Compared with Di Xiu and Mo Xiao's sleepless night, Mo Wen greeted his daughter's future son-in-law refreshed early in the morning, and then pulled his own wife and left the mansion.

Unwilling to stay in the empty mansion for longer, after eating breakfast, Mo Xiao pulled Di Xiu to go back to the fifth school.

It's just that they just went out, and they remembered that there was obviously a night of storm last night, but now, there is not a trace of water on the streets of Phantom City, and it doesn't look like rain at all.

"Last night's rain was really man-made." Mo smiled and pursed his lips, reluctant to admit this fact.

Di Xiu touched her head dotingly, and chuckled: "It doesn't matter if it's artificial, there are so many masters in the Fantasy City." ”

Don't worry about them at all!

Although they are not small, in front of real masters, they are indeed only juniors.

Nodding in agreement, Mo Xiao turned the topic elsewhere: "Di Xiu, did you say that Bai Mo was angry last night, and we were actually talking about her and Mo Xuan behind our backs." ”

"I don't think she has time to be angry." Since last night's heavy rain was man-made, Bai Mo just showed up again, thinking that she should be busy dealing with those people to stop the storm.

"Oh, that'......"

Subsequently, Mo Xiao tried to ask a lot of questions, and Di Xiu patiently answered them one by one.

It wasn't until the end that Mo Xiao finally asked cautiously: "Di Xiu, is your father really the current controller of the Death Palace?" ”

Knowing that this question could not be avoided, Di Xiu nodded honestly.

"Do you have a brother or sister or a brother or sister?"

"Nope." Di Xiu shook his head helplessly: "Dad is my only son, and after my mother died three years ago, my father has never remarried." ”

"So, you're the future master of the Reaper's Palace!" It's not a doubt, it's 100% sure.

Di Xiu's heart was beating faster and staring at Mo Xiao's face, there was no expected anger and gloom on it, but a beautiful smile appeared.

But Di Xiu always felt that something was wrong there, but even so, he still had to nod.

"Really, I expected that the god of bad luck wouldn't let me go so easily, huh...... Hehe......"

Mo Xiao laughed while talking, Di Xiu was at a loss, so he had to follow Mo Xiao to move on, stretching out his hand, wanting to hold Mo Xiao tightly, but he was afraid of being ruthlessly waved away by her.

It wasn't until Mo Xiao tripped over a stone because he didn't pay attention to his feet that Di Xiu subconsciously rushed forward and protected Mo Xiao with his body.

"Heh, knowing that we can't be together, why are you still so good to me, why do you still have to show up to me?" didn't push Di Xiu away, Mo Xiao lay on Di Xiu's body and tightly pressed his waist.

She doesn't remember when she ascended to the position of Feng Zhanshi, but she only remembers that the old man who inherited it for him at that time warned her with thousands of instructions: "Never fall in love with the controller of the Death Palace, because they are heartless and ruthless, and they are bound by their ancestors, and they will never marry Feng Zhanshi as their wife." ”

But now, the second lover she greeted with confidence was the future master of the Death Palace, and if he couldn't find a wife for his father and have another child, he would never be able to change this fact.

It's ridiculous!

Mo Xiao thought bitterly, thought about it, and inexplicably changed laughter to crying.

When Mu Cheng rejected her, she was never like this, and when she was ridiculed, she was not like this, but today she couldn't control her tears and wanted to wet the boy's clothes under her.

Feeling the moisture in his chest, Di Xiu sat up in shock, carefully moved Mo Xiao, and protected her tightly in his arms, before he clumsily persuaded: "Xiao'er, don't cry." ”

"You're big, stupid." glared at Di Xiu fiercely, Mo Xiao wiped his tears in embarrassment, quickly got out of his arms, and got up.

"Let's go, stupid."

"Okay." Seeing that Mo Xiao was no longer crying, Di Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, and then quickly followed Mo Xiao.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally couldn't help but say, "Actually, I can find another wife for my father and let them have another child." ”

"Do you want to be a matchmaker? Not to mention that you don't have that eloquence, it is the unintentional and ruthless rumors of the master of your Death Palace, which is enough to make the beauties of the world stop. Mo Xiao retorted angrily.

There are so many legends of the Seven Cities Magicians, and there are never a few about love, but all the magicians, except the one who controls the Death Palace, are the most infatuated...... No, they are ruthless, they only marry one wife in their lives, and they never care whether their wives live or die.

"Big deal, let's find someone who is also ruthless." Emperor Xiu was in a hurry, but he was really anxious to come up with a feasible solution.

Mo Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and a plan quickly took shape.

For this reason, she did not hesitate to reward Di Xiu with a kiss, although it was only a touch on his face, but Di Xiu was still very happy.

For him, as long as Mo Xiao didn't leave him, everything was not a problem, and now, Mo Xiao obviously didn't think about leaving.