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Yan Xihua just looked at Sister Zhong amusedly, raised her beautiful eyes, and glanced at Mo Jia, "Mo Jia, some people are really getting more and more impolite."

Mo Jia opened his closed eyes slowly, looking at Sister Zhong, his voice was not loud, but full of shock, "Sister Zhong, please be more polite to Xihua in the future, after all, she is... going to be the hostess here .”

"Master?!"

Sister Zhong was shocked, is this still the young master?Why, he was so cold as if he had changed into a different person!

Huan Huan nestled in the quilt, tears welling up in his eyes.

Since he wanted to do this a long time ago, why did he act so gentle to her yesterday?This is undoubtedly another sprinkling of salt on her wound that cannot heal!Even if she doesn't live long, she will still feel the pain!

Moga, you are so cruel!

"Can I go out?" He closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, not wanting to cry out, "I want to rest." Wei paused, "I still have this right."

"Hehe, of course." Yan Xihua smiled and put Mo Jia on her arm and said, "Mo Jia, we should go, don't waste any more time with these silly things."

Hearing the sound of footsteps moving away, Huanhuan's heart died.

All expectations, all obsessions, disappeared at this moment.

The man she desperately wanted to save, now appeared in front of her holding another woman's hand, and she only hoped that she would give up the seat that she occupied sooner.What else is there for her to hate and hurt?

From beginning to end, she was ridiculously stupid.

Sister Zhong looked at the person hiding under the quilt, sighed distressedly, and asked, "What's wrong, young master?"

Mo Jia and Yan Xihua had just walked out of the room and came to the corner. Mo Jia suddenly grabbed her neck with one hand, and pushed her fiercely to the wall, her eyes were bloodshot, just like every time before.

Yan Xihua was caught off guard by his push, she froze for a moment, and then blushed with difficulty breathing, "Mo Jia..."

"I'll give you everything you want! You should be satisfied!" His evil face was terrifying, and he pinched Yan Xihua's hand, showing no sign of loosening.

"The one who owes you is me! The one who abandoned you is also me! If you want me to go to hell, I will accompany you! But, listen to me, don't make her sad anymore! Otherwise, I will not let you go! "

After all, let go suddenly.Yan Xihua suddenly fell to the ground, panting violently, but raised her face and stared at him with a smile, her smile was strange, "Mo Jia, do you feel sorry for me hurting her? But do you know that this It's less than one ten-thousandth of my heartache! Let me tell you, the more you care, the more I will make her hurt!"

For this reason, she will spare no expense!

Mo Jia clenched her fists, "Xihua, don't force me to hate you!"

She was the one who brought him a ray of sunshine in his gloomy childhood, and he cherished it very much.

"Haha," Yan Xihua laughed suddenly, a little mockingly, a little crazy, "Mo Jia, you are forcing me! You forced me to inherit the identity of a black wizard! Forced me to live a miserable life from now on Like people, ghosts are not like ghosts! Even if you want to hate, I hate you, I hate Su Huanhuan, I hate all of you!"

She grinned grimly.

Mega gave up his last hope.

He turned around and said in a cold tone, "From now on, there will only be that ridiculous deal left between you and me."

He strode downstairs, leaving her alone, sitting there crying and laughing like some crazy... poor thing.

……

Zhong Kun received a call from his sister, and immediately rushed back to Mojia from the laboratory, directly broke into Mojia's study, took off the pair of glasses pretending to be gentle on his face, rushed to him and asked, "What happened?" ? How dare you train my sister?"

Mo Jia was in front of the computer screen, watching the message from Mu Chuan.

Among the clues provided by Zhong Kun, there was no news at all.Although it is difficult to find the beast, he will not give up the search.Because the lives of the whole clan are still in his hands.

But the most urgent task at the moment is to save Huanhuan, and now it seems that the only person who can save her is Yan Xihua.

He raised his head, glanced at Zhong Kun with Wubo's eyes, and only said, "Yan Xihua is a descendant of a black wizard."

"What?" Zhong Kun was taken aback, remembering what Mo Jia asked him on the phone before, and immediately reacted, "So, can she save the child?"

Moga nodded slowly.

Zhong Kun patted his forehead, and sat down on the chair in front of him, "Unexpectedly, I really did not expect that the descendants of the black wizards would hide in the Mo family! No wonder there was no news of them back then!"

But that person turned out to be Yan Xihua who stayed by their side, which was really surprising.However, thinking about her glamorous appearance and her temperament, she should be the image of a witch!

Suddenly, he was stunned, and immediately asked, "So, this is why she woke up from the sarcophagus?"

Moga nodded again.

"Hehe, it's interesting now," Zhong Kun put his glasses back on again, returning to his handsome and gentle image.She had long forgotten to vent her anger on behalf of her sister, her nature was exposed, and she looked ready to watch a good show.

"The main character of the incident back then is now the reincarnation of our great witch, Zi! Hehe, I'm really looking forward to it. If Zi appears, what will happen? I don't know if Yan Xihua is hers. What about the opponent?"

The more Zhong Kun talked, the more excited he became. He was already fascinated by supernatural phenomena, and he wished that the whole world would be full of ghosts and ghosts, so that those pious pretending humans could be beaten back to their original forms!

Mo Jia rolled his eyes at him, "I don't care who she is, as long as she can save Huan Huan, that's enough!"

Zhong Kun leaned forward, resting his chin in one hand, and said with a smile, "Let me take a guess, if my sister can describe you as a hopeless heartbreaker, that black wizard will definitely use that child to threaten you." Right? Then, you just accept the threat obediently... Tsk tsk tsk, my dear young master, isn't this like your style?"

Although he is very confident in his guess, it is still gratifying that Su Huanhuan has a chance to survive.

In addition to liking Huanhuan himself, he was very interested in the strange magnetic field on her body.

Mo Jia ignored his schadenfreude, turned around, and faced out the window, with long hair pouring down like a storm, a trace of dusty enchantment, making him look handsome and unreal.