Death is normal, and death is miserable, or it may be that Storm Wind said something bad that caused Zhan Chen to be too angry.

She didn't think that he had killed a life, it was not good, not to mention that the storm was famous for murder and had committed countless murders, even if he really killed someone for no reason, she didn't want to stand on the side of the victim.

Because it was him, the man who had been obedient to her since they met, she didn't want to be confused and blame such a person who loved her.

She had never questioned his rationality.

It's just that.

Her personality was too affected in her first life, and she still couldn't accept such a bloody existence.

What a contradictory person......

[Host, what's wrong with you?] Maoqiu was a little worried, but he could startle him at that moment just now, and he clearly felt that Mo Xi's soul characteristics had declined, and he thought that she was suddenly going to disappear, almost scaring her into a master.

"I'm fine." Mo Xi's voice was very steady, and it really didn't look like something was wrong.

She is indeed fine, but every time she wants to accept this man who has experienced countless killings from the bottom of her heart, she will be rejected by the reaction that has penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and her life characteristics will be reduced.

Many times, she really feels that she is hopeless like this, and she deserves to die.

How can she be loved by such a person.

"The death of Tong Moxi's parents is related to the sudden wind." Mo Xi spoke calmly.

When Tong Moxi's parents died, the original owner was too young, and even his memory had no trace of killing the original owner's parents.

But with Zhan Chen's strength, it is not difficult to find out the murderer, it is likely that she knew it before she appeared in front of him, and later met her, and heard Yan Chao say that the storm was looking for the crystal core, so he reacted so much that he even changed his decision.

Maoqiu was stunned for a moment, and after getting the accurate answer, he said in a hellish tone: [Host, what else do you not know. 】

"It's not hard to guess." Mo Xi said casually, stood up with a slightly low mood, and walked to the bed.

The small hand reached into the quilt and gently pressed against Zhan Chen's abdomen.

After a few seconds, Mo Xi confirmed that the wound under his clothes was gone.

She climbed into bed lightly, drilled into Zhan Chen's arms, and then withdrew the crystal core power, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Seeing Mo Xi's movements, Mao Qiu still had a stomach full of words to say and could only swallow it, came to the bed, leaned against the back of Mo Xi's neck and closed his eyes.

The next day's sunlight was blocked by the curtains, and only a few bits of light could penetrate it.

The house was still dark.

Zhan Chen, who had slept well in the second half of the night, woke up slowly, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Mo Xi's defenseless sleeping face.

Zhan Chen was stunned for a moment, his eyes fell on her beautiful and lovely face, and the temperature of spring flowers bloomed.

Soon, Moxi's long eyelashes moved lightly, and his eyes opened under his soft gaze.

Zhan Chen looked at her hazy eyes that seemed to have not woken up, and chuckled like the wind.

"Hungry?"

Mo Xi lowered his eyes and rubbed his little belly, then raised his head and nodded seriously.

Zhan Chen was amused by her serious appearance, took the person in his arms with his long arms, and got up.

Walking outside the room, there was a knock on the door as if it had been promised.

[What a coincidence. Furball asked Mo Xi, "Host, could he be here for that?" 】

"Which one?"

[Just the death of that storm.] 】

"I can't say." Mo Xi already had an answer in her heart, but she didn't give a positive answer.

Zhan Chen put down the ink and quickly opened the door.