One hundred and sixty-nine: Here comes the short-guard

I have to say that the effect of the cross killing chickens and monkeys is very in place, and the later freshmen, once Mo Xiao asked, immediately said their thoughts, but some freshmen think that they are a little smart, so they have to inch in.

For example, this thief-eyed freshman, after being called forward by Mo Xiao, said with a smile: "I think you will let me go." ”

"Put? That's what you think, I'm going to fix you like this? Mo smiled and asked rhetorically.

The man didn't seem to hear the annoyance in Mo Xiao's tone, and still smiled and nodded, very sure of his thoughts.

Shaking his head speechlessly, Mo Xiao said to Di Xiu: "I'm very confused, because I can't figure out who made him have this idea, and I actually think that I will let him go." ”

Di Xiu spread his hands, obviously he didn't know how the freshman could be so confident.

Hearing Mo Xiao's question, the first batch of freshmen who returned after punishing him, timidly informed: "His family is a famous nobleman in Netherworld, and his grandfather is famous for protecting his shortcomings, so you better not punish him." ”

"Netherworld? My family is still a nobleman in Phantom City. Mo Xiao snorted coldly, raising the name of a nobleman for the first time.

Among the seven cities, although the Netherworld City is mysterious, its status is not as high as that of the Phantom City, not only because its city lord is deep and simple, but also because the Phantom City is at the top of the rumors, and there are more people than other cities.

Of course, the same aristocracy of the Seven Cities, the Mo family's status in the Phantom City is not high, so she is not sure if the Mo family is stronger than the nascent family, but not long ago she learned that the Mo family still has a backstage, the entire Seven Cities, and even the entire magic world, Mo Xiao can be sure that the name of the teahouse here is definitely much louder than the name of any nobleman.

So in terms of identity, she will not lose to the children of any aristocratic family, of course, it is difficult to say about a character with an identity like Di Xiu.

"There is only one nobleman surnamed Mo in Phantom City, how could Officer Mo send his daughter to the fifth school?"

The freshman grew up in an aristocratic family, and naturally knew something about the nobles of the Seven Cities, but he knew the nobles, not the nobles, and Mo Wen was precisely the character he misunderstood.

"Unfortunately, my dad isn't a police officer now, so he sent me here." Mo Xiao pointed to the signboard on the gate of the fifth school, and said helplessly.

To be honest, she has always heard others say that Mo Wen is a police officer, but in her cognition, Mo Wen is more like a businessman, the kind of director who does not want to make a lot of money but will definitely ensure a stable income.

Otherwise, Mo Xiao would think that Mo Wen was the head of the family, in charge of all the major affairs of the Mo family, but he took great care of the two women in his family.

"You ......"

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you believe it or not, I'm just telling you that I'm not worried about what kind of aristocracy your family is." Mo Xiao interrupted the freshman's words to explain.

The name of the nobles is the reputation of the older generation in the Seven Cities, if the aristocratic masters have a promising backstage, the reputation of the nobility may be able to be retained steadily, but in these Seven Cities, there are so many demons, they can be passed down for a long time like the Zero Clan, but they gave up a lot of things to keep their reputation.

Mo Xiao's firm attitude finally made the freshman realize that something was wrong, and before Mo Xiao could do anything else, he suddenly ran towards the school gate.

After he ran a few steps, Mo Xiao realized that he was careless.

Someone had already warned her first, the newborn grandfather was very protective, and as a noble son, he must have hidden some special weapons, and the seal when she was drunk before began to be effective for him, and after such a long delay, as long as he put some thought, the seal should have been lifted a long time ago.

Casually releasing a divination spell, Mo Xiao frowned, and with a flick of his other hand, he threw all the remaining freshmen who had not been rectified onto the cross.

"You let them go and accompany their boss first, and come to me later." After instructing the emperor to cultivate, Mo Xiao quickly ran to the direction of the new student's escape according to the divination technique.

Knowing that he couldn't refuse the errand, Di Xiu moved the crosses to the same place with displeasure, and no matter how the freshmen struggled, he still stripped all of them of their clothes.

When he clapped his hands to chase Mo Xiao, the bell of the fifth school just rang.

A roar sounded behind him, and Emperor Xiu smiled evilly, thinking in his heart, sometimes it is indeed much happier to be a bad guy than to be a good person.

When Di Xiu caught up with Mo Xiao, Mo Xiao happened to stop at the school gate, looking at the white-haired old man.

Behind the white-haired old man, the freshman was cautiously peeking at their situation.

"Why are you chasing my grandson?" After a long silence, the old man asked first.

He looks very kind, he doesn't have the courage to be a family, but more like a master who doesn't ask about the world.

It's just that Mo Xiao has seen a lot of strange people in the Seven Cities, and the difference between this old man is nothing to her: "You have to ask your grandson." ”

"My grandson has always been obedient, and I don't think he will provoke you." The white-haired old man shook his head.

Mo Xiao pondered for a while, and thought about it carefully, the person who took the lead in the freshman was not this freshman, if he was obedient, he was indeed too "obedient".

"He didn't provoke me, but he provoked my friends and the rules of the five schools." That's why she wants to fix him.

I didn't understand how Mo Xiao could know this, Di Xiu frowned slightly, didn't ask more, just took the opportunity to look at the white-haired old man.

They spent a lot of time looking at each other back and forth, and more and more people came to see the excitement when they heard the wind, but it did not affect Mo Xiao's eyes with the white-haired old man at all.

"I don't think you're qualified to teach my grandson." Suddenly, the white-haired old man said.

Mo Xiao smiled slightly and retorted: "It's not up to you to decide whether you are qualified or not." ”

"If you don't believe me, you can try." The white-haired old man stepped forward, and the power of powerful spells rushed towards him.

The people around who watched the excitement, some of them were not good enough in cultivation, and under the power of this spell, they were shocked back several steps.

Realizing this phenomenon, Mo Xiao clenched her hands vigilantly, she was confident that her cultivation was not weak among her peers, but in front of the old people who were two generations older than her, it was better for her to be careful.

Mo Xiao was able to stand firmly in place under the power of magic, just for this, the white-haired old man had to admire, but Mo Xiao wanted to rectify his grandson, and he really couldn't let her go easily because of appreciation.

It's just that in this world, when fighting for family history, the last thing you have to worry about is Mo Xiao.

Because when others were competing, they still considered whether their parents would rush over, but the Mo family's best thing was divination, and now Mo Xiao was in danger, and Mo Wen, who escorted the principal to treatment, may not have time to come, but at that time, only Mo Wen and the emperor went to the Death Palace to save the principal, but the hostess of the Mo family remained in the fifth school.

So when the white-haired old man's palm approached Mo Xiao strangely, even Mo Xiao would not have imagined that a man in black would suddenly appear to block the move for her.

"Old fellow, before you get angry for your grandson, you have to see who the person standing under your palm is." The man in black withdrew his hand lightly, and coldly spat out Mo Xiao's very familiar voice.

"Mom?" Mo Xiao exclaimed uncertainly.

The man in black didn't answer, just looked at the white-haired old man quietly.

After a long time, when Mo Xiao began to suspect that his guess was wrong, the white-haired old man suddenly pointed at the man in black in horror: "You...... You are the young master of the green shirt, didn't you have been killed by Mo Wen a long time ago? ”

"I'm sorry, the young master of the green shirt has died a long time ago, and now only Liu Qingshan is alive."

The voice of the man in black was still indifferent, but the strangeness of the change made Mo Xiao once again sure that the man in black was his mother.

It's just that she didn't expect that Mo Wen's debt to her mother turned out to be a matter of life and death.

But she still can't understand now, her mother has obviously lost the ability to practice spells, but she has stubbornly blocked the white-haired old man's moves for her before.

Of course, what Mo Xiao won't know is that the power of magic has always been redundant for the young master of the green shirt, and Liu Qingshan forcibly abolished his cultivation path in order to make Mo Wen's heart feel better, but the hidden blade that the young master of the green shirt is best at has not been wasted.

Just blocking a palm, she naturally didn't find it difficult.

"Liu Qingshan, I don't think Mo Wen will agree with what you did just now." Knowing the identity of the man in black, the white-haired old man said with a pale face.

The man in black smiled lowly, stepped aside casually and said, "Yes, he won't agree to let me be angry for Xiaoxiao, but Xiaoxiao is my daughter, I advise you to teach you a lesson, but don't use your stunt." ”

"Hmph, I don't think a little doll is going to force me to use a stunt." The white-haired old man snorted coldly.

"It's okay if you don't need to, if you violate this agreement, don't blame me for using the little master's jade order to start killing without mercy." When he said that there was no forgiveness for killing, the tone of the man in black was very unkind, and even Mo Xiao listened to it, and felt that there was a gust of wind blowing behind him.

It was precisely because of this gust of wind that Mo Xiao clearly remembered that in a rumor about the rise of twenty years ago, the young master in green shirt had also appeared at the top of the rumor, and at that time she was still a ruthless killer known in the Seven Cities, and Mo Wen was the captain of the Black Eagle Special Service, they were veritable enemies.

Unexpectedly, in the end, he became a lover, and created her as an unlucky egg.

The black-clothed man's unforgivable killing made the white-haired old man frown, obviously he knew very well what this warning meant.

Nodding his head a little unhappily, the white-haired old man was ready to vent all his displeasure on Mo Xiao's body.

Knowing this, Mo Xiao immediately looked at him vigilantly, for fear that he would sneak attack without greeting.

Also worried about this, Di Xiu on the side also quietly put the Death Scythe behind him, and secretly activated the divination spell, he thought, if this old man dared to activate the so-called stunt that the man in black said, without the man in black to activate the young master's jade order, he Emperor Xiu would do everything he could, and he would wipe him out here.