Chapter 22: Three Groups of Members
The bright sun shone on the body, and the sun made people drowsy.
Quietly passing by the dozing maid, Mo Xiao covered his red lips with his hand firmly, for fear that he couldn't help laughing.
"Sister Mo, where are you going?"
If she is happy too early, she will always be disappointed, and from the moment she saw Di Xiu, she knew that she couldn't talk about it.
"Well, I'll go out and buy something." Randomly looking for a reason, Mo Xiao hurriedly ran forward.
Easily holding her arm, Emperor Xiu smiled evilly: "Mentor Lin suspects that you will escape, so he specially arranged for me to invite you over." ”
"Bastard, who said I talked?" Mo laughed and roared and retorted.
Covering Mo Xiao's mouth in a panic, the warning pointed at the maid who was disturbed by a high voice.
Mo Xiao pursed his mouth, pushed Di Xiu away hard, and compromised: "I know you gave her a sleep spell, tell me quickly, why did you come in person?" ”
"Nothing." Di Xiu smiled, and his secret gaze swept over Mo Xiao's hand.
Not believing Di Xiu's words, Mo Xiao snorted coldly, guessing why he came.
Seeing through her thoughts, Di Xiu did not continue to conceal it: "The freshmen admitted to the hospital this time are divided into five groups, and you and I are both in three groups. ”
"Oh?" Mo Xiao pouted curiously and narrowed his eyes.
Emperor Xiu knew this action, and made his bright eyes brighter, in order to deal a fatal blow to the enemy.
"Mentor Lin said, if you don't go, you won't let me see the other members of the group, so ......"
"You're coming for me?" Mo Xiao continued his words.
"Hmm." Di Xiu nodded.
Regardless of whether Mo Xiao agreed or not, he directly and rudely dragged her and picked her up in an ambiguous hugging posture.
"Ah......h
Mo Xiao exclaimed, thinking of the maid who was still sleeping, and her parents in the house, she had to cover her mouth in a panic, not wanting others to catch her shame.
Very satisfied with her approach, Di Xiu nodded with his head held high, hugged her and left in a hurry.
Not long after they left, the curtain on the second floor of the Mo family was opened, and Mo Wen looked at their backs from a distance as the head of the family.
Behind him, a beautiful woman in green clothes explained softly: "There are a total of five members of the three groups where Xiao'er belongs, among which Tang Lu can't come because of changes in the clan, and the other four are Di Xiu, Mo Xuan, Youmu, and Xiao'er. ”
"Di Xiu, we know very well, who is this Mo Xuan and Demon Mu?" Mo Wen frowned and asked.
Although he advocated letting Mo Xiao be independent and hoped that she would have the strength to protect herself, as a father, he was always afraid that his daughter would encounter less danger when she was not yet fully grown.
"I heard that Luo Yancheng has recently produced a genius, so he is called Demon Mu."
"Girl?" Mo Wen raised his eyebrows and turned around curiously.
"Well, if you meet Xiao'er, you will definitely be interested." The woman nodded.
"Oh, what about Mo Xuan?"
"I don't know." The woman shook her head.
Her answer made Mo ask Lock Eyebrows.
The seven cities where the magicians exist are full of mysteries, and those mysterious things or people always hide great dangers.
Mo Xuan's existence made Mo Wen worried, after all, the characters who even they couldn't find out must be burdened with secrets that couldn't be put in the open.
"I can't identify him, but I've seen him here."
"Tell me about it." Mo Wen's eyes flashed with inspiration, obviously thinking about whether to eradicate Mo Xuan first, so that Mo Xiao could stay away from danger.
"The young man who went here with him is called Bai Mo, and his identity should be Mo Xuan's young master."
"Young master? This seven-city magician can be called the identity of the young master, only him. Mo Wen sighed slightly, and finally felt relieved.
Mo Wen, who is familiar with the feudal divisions of various clans, naturally knows how powerful the feudal divisions of that clan were, but unfortunately, in the end, that clan was destroyed by foreign beasts, and the only one who survived was the young master of that clan.
Others may be busy fighting with people, but the people who follow the young master of that clan are afraid that no one will pay attention to them.
Because in their eyes, there is only hatred for foreign beasts.