"Distinguished guests, ladies and gentlemen, friends! Good afternoon, everyone! ”

The beautiful woman in the cheongsam stood on the auction table and politely bowed in all directions.

Her standard ninety-degree bending action was exchanged for a lot of gasps, because many people chose to raise the iron wall, so Mo Xiao couldn't see everything, and naturally looked at those who could be seen.

"If you have to become a star, why die, Gu Zuo Mandarin Duck is not envious of immortals. I believe that every guest who can sit here hopes that they can be happy, so the theme of today's auction is - the ring of happiness"

With the deliberately accentuated tone of "Ring of Happiness", a beautiful woman appeared again on the auction table, also wearing a cheongsam and pushing a car covered with a red cloth.

Mo Xiao blinked, wanting to see what was under the red cloth, but Di Xiu suddenly stretched out his hand to cover her eyes.

"Don't peek with your bright eyes until the answer is revealed." The cold tone was much like a warning.

Mo smiled and pursed his lips, considering that he was now controlled by him, he nodded reluctantly, not caring at all about the other meanings implied in Emperor Xiu's words.

Knowing that he had accidentally provoked her again, Di Xiu frowned, withdrew the hand that was blocking her eyes, and sat back in place quietly.

Something in his mind was occupied by a familiar picture, and Di Xiu smiled slightly, letting it continue to be clear.

Gradually, what he could see in front of him was not the auction table, but the dark palace that he would never forget.

This castle-like palace has been in darkness since he knew it, so he has a pair of eyes that can see through the darkness, for which his closest father suddenly became angry, scolded him for not using such bright eyes to explore the secrets of darkness, and solemnly sealed his blood, throwing out of this "home" wrapped in darkness.

"Don't peek with your bright eyes until the answer is revealed." A serious and indifferent voice came through the clouds and into the ears.

Di Xiu scratched his head, he thought he understood what his father said at the beginning, but he still didn't understand, what his father said when he threw him out: "After graduating from the fifth school, you can come back if you know the major events in the world and understand the feelings of the world." "What the hell does that mean.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" White paper and black words fell on the top of his head, Di Xiu got up in a panic, grabbed the note with one hand, but because of the words on the paper, his expression changed suddenly.

"Hmm" Mo Xiao wanted to say, what's wrong with you, you won't fall for evil.

Understanding her expression, Di Xiu didn't look over, didn't let her see the strangeness in his eyes, and replied in an indifferent voice: "I'm fine, watch your auction seriously." ”

"Why am I looking at it seriously? Is there a ring that belongs to me? Mo Xiao lowered his head and wrote these words on a piece of paper.

took the note and read it carefully over and over again, and Mo Xiao crossed out the line inexplicably.

Rewrite, look again, still crossed out.

At the moment when she struggled with the note, Di Xiu sat back in silence again, his deep black eyes slowly closed, and the palace under the darkness reappeared, but this time the person who appeared in front of him was no longer a serious father, but an amiable uncle.

"Xiu'er, remember, in the world of magicians, the most powerful is our god of death, and the most ruthless is the feudal master." Uncle raised his fist and explained proudly, but his eyes full of vicissitudes were full of complexity.

Di Xiu opened his mouth and wanted to ask questions, but saw his uncle speak again: "If Xiu'er meets a feudal master in the future, don't be an enemy of him, let alone love him." ”

"Ahem." Uncle, is this like God? He is already an enemy of the feudal division, but I don't know if he will fall in love with him.

Di Xiu was embarrassed, the picture changed again, it was still the palace under the darkness, the uncle's kind figure was even more vicissitudes, this time he was not facing Di Xiu, but facing Di Xiu's father, Di Xiu remembered, this was the night before he was thrown out of the palace by his father.

Uncle visits his father's dormitory late at night just to look for his lost child.

"He must still be alive, I feel his breath, it's just ......"

"It's just that what he has learned and done has nothing to do with death, and since he himself chose the light, this palace of death full of darkness will never be his home again."

"Why? I need an explanation. ”

"Explain that I didn't, and believe that one day, he will tell you his choice."

Dad's shaking of his head made Di Xiu frown, this was the first time he saw his uncle talking to his father very urgently, and it was also the first time he overheard an inexplicable conversation between adults.

"Who? Who's in perspective the Palace of the Grim Reaper. The familiar indifference frightened Di Xiu to open his eyes suddenly.

Raising his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, Di Xiu suddenly had a hint of enlightenment, it turned out that when his bloodline was sealed, it could also be sensed by the Palace of Death, and his memory was not only a memory, but also a medium that could return to the Palace of Death.

It's just that at the moment, he hasn't done what his father wanted, and he is subconsciously reluctant to go back, and he is even more afraid of letting his father know that he secretly relied on the memory medium to run back.