Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Chapter 1134 I am willing to exchange

Huo Ningxi is the Patriarch of the Huo Family, where is Huo Yunque who should be the Patriarch?

So good Huo Yunque, why is the author so stingy?

Huo Yunque was so young, if he were there, there would be no turn for Huo Ningxi to sit as Patriarch.

No matter how it compares, Huo Yunque is much better than Huo Ningxi.

not to mention--

Huo Ningxi did not have the blood of the Huo family at all.

But he still became the owner of the Patriarch, and everything in the Huo family became his.

why?

Song Yaoya didn't dare to think, she thought of the accident, because of that dream, she stopped Huo Yunque from letting him go out.

And this time the life or death is uncertain.

The answer was actually on the lips, but Song Yaoyao just suppressed all those thoughts.

She walked to the futon and knelt down, putting her hands together.

"If I can, I would..."

-

Waiting for dinner, the servant came to Uncle Zhang in a panic and said that she had not seen Miss Song in the room.

Song Yao is gone!

Uncle Zhang was shocked, the whole house was in a mess, and everyone looked around.

But a big living person seems to have disappeared out of thin air.

"Uncle Zhang, calm down, I'll ask you," Huo Jiu rushed to him, and he was so busy these days, his husband has not appeared, and there are already 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 on guard."

"I know."

Huo Jiu nodded and went upstairs, there must be no place to be found.

Song Yaoya curled up on the ground, his head groggy, as if a big hand was pulling her into the abyss.

She appeared in front of a gray building, where people came and went, and she even saw the murderers in black suits passing by. She hurriedly avoided, but found that the people seemed to be unable to see her and passed directly through her body.

Song Yaoya spread out his hand and looked at his almost transparent hand.

Is she dead again?

She stood there in a daze, and the people in black quickly walked away. Suddenly, she saw a man in a hat pressing down on the brim of his hat, limping towards her with something.

"Huo Qi?"

Song Yaoyao's eyes lit up, Huo Qi was not dead? Isn't that older brother also--

She rushed to the front of Huo Qi, but Huo Qi limped through her.

"Huo Qi..."

Song Yaoyao didn't have time to think about it, and followed Huo Qi, watching him walk through an alley into a dark alley.

Finally, knocked on the door of a dilapidated low house.

The cough sounded, and the old voice sounded from inside, "Who?"

"it's me."

As the voice fell, the door opened, and Huo Qifei quickly stepped in.

Song Yaoya's heart was throbbing wildly, and joy climbed up his eyebrows.

The elder brother must be inside. She followed Huo Qi and ran in.

"How is sir today?"

How about what? What's wrong with brother?

Song Yaoyao was puzzled. She looked at the rickety old man and frowned.

But soon, her doubts were answered.

It was a relatively clean room. The man had lost a lot of weight. His upper body was naked and there were unhealed wounds on it. The most serious is his forehead, also wrapped in bandages.

He closed his eyes tightly, and the movement of Huo Qi pushing the door didn't disturb him at all.

He seemed to be dead.

Song Yaoya's throat tightened, and she quickly floated over, trying to test whether his breathing was still...

But when she was about to approach him, there was a strong suction force, which pulled her back quickly.

"brother!"

She was dragged out of that house, that house, Song Yaoyao stared at her, and the pictures around her quickly flew by her.

"brother!!"

Song Yaoya shook her body violently, and opened her eyes with horror.

The air was filled with the smell of sandalwood, and it seemed to have had an absurd dream just now.

Her hands trembled uncontrollably, and she got up and ran outside in embarrassment.

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 sound.

A petite black figure appeared, her steps were messy, and she was wearing a big coat that could be worn as a skirt. Huo Jiu was bitter, he had never seen Miss Song who was so embarrassed and flustered.

"Miss Song, you are all right..."

"Huo Jiu! Come with me!"

She was just betting, what if her deal with God succeeded? Otherwise, why let her have that dream.

Huo Jiu's words were interrupted. He looked at Miss Song with a weird expression worriedly, and felt 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 Yaoya's behavior was really abnormal. He looked at her but couldn't tell what was wrong.

Song Yaoya ignored Huo Jiu, and after calling him in, he left him there.

She found the manuscript paper used to draw the storyboard and found the pen.

Closed her eyes and carefully recalled the scene she saw. A few minutes later, she lowered her head and quickly drew on the manuscript paper.

When a normal person dreams, he will always have missing arms and legs after waking up. But Song Yaoya's dream was different, as soon as he closed his eyes clearly, it appeared in his mind.

Even the house number and what is at the door are clearly visible.

Huo Jiu walked over lightly, and when he saw Song Yaoyao painting, he was stunned.

The palms were cold, and my heart was thinking, should I call Liu Yu over and show Miss Song.

Obviously, he thought that Song Yaoya was stimulated and could not accept Huo Yunque's disappearance.

Song Yaoya thought about the painting, half an hour later, until she had restored all the pictures in her mind, she gave the painting to Huo Jiu.

"Miss Song, are you—?" Huo Jiu looked at the painting. The buildings on the paintings were very old, but it could be vaguely seen that they weren't native buildings.

Song Yaoya was about to speak, but she didn't know why.

Instead, I wrote what I wanted to say on paper.

Huo Jiu watched in silence. As Song Yaoya gave more and more information, the worry in his eyes was gradually replaced by surprise.

After reading it, he quickly raised his head and stared at Song Yaoyao.

Song Yaoyao gently nodded to him.

"Just try."

At this moment, the picture book in his hand is as heavy as a daughter.

"it is good."

-

That night, Huo Jiu flew away with someone.

No one noticed that among his entourage, there was also Liu Yu disguised as an ordinary subordinate.

Except for Huo Jiu, Song Yaoyao did not disclose the news.

If there is anyone in this family who can believe in addition to Huo Yunque, there are only twelve guards.

From the time they were cultivated, they were instilled with a belief.

And Huo Yunque is also a qualified Patriarch.

She didn't know whether that dream was true or false, but she didn't believe in others, she could only believe in Huo Jiu. Why didn't Huo Qi contact him? Song Yaoyao couldn't figure it out.

Now, she can only pray that everything goes well.

(End of this chapter)