Huo Ningxi is the head of the Huo family, where is Huo Yunque, who should be the head of the family?
is so excellent Huo Yunque, why is the author stingy with even a little pen and ink?
Huo Yunque is so young, if he is here, it will not be Huo Ningxi's turn to sit in the position of head of the family.No matter how you compare, Huo Yunque is much better than Huo Ningxi.What's more, Huo Ningxi has no Huo family blood at all.But he still became the head of the family, and all the things of the Huo family became his.Why?
Song Miao didn't dare to think about it, she thought of that accident, she stopped Huo Yunque from going out because of that dream.And this time the life and death are uncertain.The answer was actually on her lips, but Song Miao just suppressed all those thoughts.She walked over to the futon and knelt down, her hands folded."
If I can, I'm willing to ......" - When it was time for dinner, the maid came to Uncle Zhang in a panic, saying that he didn't see Miss Song in the room.Song Miao is gone!
Uncle Zhang was shocked, the whole house was in chaos, and everyone looked around.But a big living person seems to have disappeared out of thin air."
Uncle Zhang, calm down, let me ask you," Huo Jiu arrived, he was also busy these days, Mr. has not appeared, and there are already people spreading rumors outside.He looked at the servants coldly, "Are you sure Miss Song didn't go downstairs?"
”"Yes, because of Uncle Zhang's orders, we have been guarding it.""
I see."
Huo Jiu nodded and went upstairs, there must be some place that has not been found.Song Miao curled up on the ground, her head groggy, as if a big hand was dragging her and pulling her towards the abyss.She appeared in front of a gray building that was so crowded that she even saw the thugs in black suits walking through it.She hurriedly avoided it, only to find that the people had passed through her body as if they couldn't see her.Song Miao spread out her hand and looked at her almost transparent hand.She's dead again?
She stood there in a daze, and the men in black quickly walked away.Suddenly, she saw a man in a hat pressing the brim of his hat and limping towards her with something."
Huo Qi?"
Song Miao's eyes lit up, Huo Qi didn't die?
Isn't that brother also-she ran in front of Huo Qi, but Huo Qi limped past her."
Huo Qi......"
Song Miao, who didn't have time to think about it, followed behind Huo Qi, watching him walk through an alley and into a dark alley.Finally, there was a knock on the door in front of a dilapidated low house.A cough sounded, and an old voice sounded from inside, "Who?"
”"It's me."
As the words fell, the door opened, and Huo Qi quickly flashed in.Song Miao's heart was pounding, and joy climbed up her eyebrows.Her brother must be inside, and she followed Huo Qi and ran quickly inside."
How is your day, sir?"
What how?
What happened to my brother?
Song Miao was puzzled, she looked at the old man with a stiff figure and frowned.Soon, however, her doubts were answered.It was a relatively clean room, the man had lost a lot of weight, and there were still unhealed wounds on his upper body.The most serious thing was that his forehead was also wrapped in bandages.His eyes were closed, and the movement of Huo Qi pushing the door did not disturb him at all.It was as if he was dead.Song Miao's throat tightened, and she quickly floated over, trying to test if his breath was still there—but when she was about to approach him, there was suddenly a strong suction, dragging her backwards quickly."
Brother!"
She was dragged out of that house, that house, Song Miao stared at it deadly, and the pictures around her flew by quickly."
Brother!!"
Song Miao's body shook violently, and she opened her eyes that were still frightened.The air was filled with the smell of sandalwood, and it was like a ridiculous dream.Her hands shook uncontrollably, and she scrambled to her feet and ran outside.What if, what if that dream is true?
At the same time, Huo Jiu also heard a faint voice.He turned around and strode quickly towards the place where the sound had come from.A petite black shadow appeared, her steps were messy, and she was covered with a large coat that could be worn as a skirt.Huo Jiu felt bitter in his heart, he had never seen such an embarrassed and flustered Miss Song."
Miss Song, are you okay......"
"Huo Jiu!
You come with me!
”She's just gambling, what if she makes a deal with the heavens?
Otherwise, why let her have that dream.Huo Jiu's words were interrupted, and he looked at Miss Song with a strange expression worriedly, feeling that there seemed to be joy in her eyes.Joy?
In the study, when Huo Jiu came in, she quickly closed the door and locked it."
Miss Song?"
Huo Jiu was stunned.Song Miao's behavior was so abnormal, he looked at her, but he couldn't say what was wrong.Song Miao ignored Huo Jiu, and after calling him in, she left him hanging there.She found the manuscript paper she usually used to draw storyboards, and then found the pen.Closing her eyes, she carefully recalled what she saw, and after a few minutes, she lowered her head and quickly drew on the manuscript paper.Normal people dream, and after waking up, they will always lack arms and legs, and they can't remember completely.But Song Miao's dream is different, as soon as she closes her eyes clearly, it appears in her mind.Even the house number, what is at the door, is clearly visible.Huo Jiu walked over lightly, and when he saw Song Miao painting, he was stunned.The palms of his hands were cold, and he wondered if he should call Liu Yu over to show Miss Song.Obviously, he thought that Song Miao was stimulated and couldn't accept Huo Yunque's disappearance.Song Miao thought while painting, and after half an hour, it was not until she restored all the pictures in her mind that she handed over the painting to Huo Jiu."
Miss Song, you are ——??"
Huo Jiu looked at the painting, the building on the painting was very old, but he could vaguely see that it was not a national building.Song Miao was about to speak, but she didn't know why, she didn't say it.Instead, he wrote down what he wanted to say on paper.Huo Jiu watched silently, and when Song Miao gave more and more information, the worry in his eyes was gradually replaced by surprise.After reading it, he quickly raised his head and looked at Song Miao.Song Miao nodded lightly at him."
Just try."
At this moment, the picture book in his hand is as heavy as a thousand gold."
Okay
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"- That night, Huo Jiu flew away with people.No one noticed that among the people in his entourage, there was also Liu Yu disguised as an ordinary subordinate.Except for Huo Jiu, no one revealed the news.If there is anyone else in this family who can believe except Huo Yunque, it is only the people of the Twelve Guards.From the time they are raised, they are instilled with a belief.And Huo Yunque is also a qualified head of the family.She didn't know if the dream was true or false, but she didn't trust others, she could only believe in Huo Jiu.Why Huo Qi didn't contact his own people, this Song Miao couldn't guess it.Now, she can only pray that all is well.