"Huang Mao, you go out first."

Si Mo looked at the cold and shivering yellow hair, and knew that he was being eroded by demonic energy, so he directly opened his mouth to let him leave. Huang Mao was also obedient, knowing that he couldn't get into the two of them to be a peacemaker, so he also respectfully walked out of the door against the empty stairs.

Si Mo looked at his groveling appearance, and had further guesses in his heart about the identity of the one upstairs.

The person upstairs didn't react to Huang Mao's withdrawal, and obviously didn't mean to put Huang Mao in his eyes. But he didn't ask Si Mo anything, and there was an oppressive silence throughout the building.

"Mom, I don't like this uncle."

Qiuqiu's immature voice broke the confrontation in the air, it was injured by Zheng Tao before, and obediently leaned on Si Mo's arms, and it was still a little weak when it spoke.

"Heh... You're a little human doll and a demon son? You can't collude with the demon clan to subvert the monster of my human race, right? ”

The voice smiled, but the words were full of malice, who knew that when Si Mo heard this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "The thief shouting to catch the thief means that Your Excellency is like this, right?" What do you want to do as a demon clan hiding in my Terran army? ”

In addition to the demon soul at this time, Si Mo is a real human being. Although Qiuqiu didn't understand why she didn't admit that she was a demon, she was still lying in her arms obediently - her mother was always right, Qiuqiu was a good baby who listened to her mother.

"Little girl, you know too much!"

The voice seemed to be a little surprised, even if he couldn't see the other party, Si Mo seemed to be able to feel that the other party raised his eyebrows, and then said such a sentence with a smile.

"Oh, I want to know more...... Like what...... What kind of demon are you! ”

As soon as Si Mo's words came out, the whole person shot straight towards the position of the window of the hall on the first floor, where a table of football was erected, unlike in modern times, these players were covered with a layer of silver-white or golden mecha.

At this time, there was obviously no one in the room, but the two teams of players wearing different colors of mecha on the table were moving in an orderly manner, or dribbling or blocking, as if there were two different people standing on both sides of the table at this time, facing off fiercely.

Si Mo stepped into the room with his front feet, rushed directly to the edge of the window sill next to the platform without looking, and grabbed the bright glass window with one hand.

The moment her slender fingers touched the glass, it seemed to penetrate another dimension, and the air around her arms even rippled with the naked eye.

"Come out!"

Si Mo let out a low snort, only to hear the crisp sound of a string of wind chimes blown by the wind in the room, and the sound of a glass falling on the ground, and a man who was not tall appeared at the other end of her arm out of thin air, looking at the woman as tall as herself in front of her with a surprised face.

Strangely, he was not displeased when he was grabbed by the collar by a woman, but instead looked happy.

But listening to his voice, it is indeed the man who was pretentious and deceitful before, and his temper was very gloomy.

He grabbed Si Mo's hand and broke it away little by little, and then walked to the sofa in the corner of the entertainment room very freely.

It wasn't until he sat down comfortably that he smiled casually and asked, "I didn't expect you to really have two hits, tell me, how did you find me?" ”

Si Mo squinted his eyes and did not answer his question, but asked rhetorically:

"You don't mean you're alone?! The so-called boss is not only one?! ”