Chapter 1011 The Second Master Was Criticized by Sister Ruan and Knew that He Could Not Afford to Offend His Third Brother, His Wife and Slave.

Huo Yirong frowned and shook his head at her: "I went to bed very early last night, and I haven't seen Song Qing during this time. I only know that she is recovering well."

Qin Ruan muttered: "When I see Song Qing, everything will be clear."

Huo Yirong thought so too. He ordered Huo Zhi behind him coldly: "Go back!"

"Yes, Second Master!"

Huo Zhi pushed the wheelchair and walked towards the car they came from.

Qin Ruan was also curious about what happened and followed the two of them.

When the three of them returned to the small building, Huo Yirong immediately ordered the servant to call Song Qing down.

The servant took the order and went upstairs, and soon panicked footsteps were heard from upstairs.

The other party ran downstairs in a panic, and said in a panicked voice: "Second Master, Miss Song is missing. There is a lot of blood in the room, and the bed is covered with blood!"

Huo Yirong stared at the servant expressionlessly, his eyes flashed with coldness, and a cold aura was released from his body.

"What do you mean she's gone? I didn't ask you to take care of her, so you took care of her like this?!"

The servant replied tremblingly: "Last night, Miss Song said she wasn't feeling well. She said she would take two sleeping pills to fall asleep. She asked us not to go in and disturb her before nine o'clock in the morning."

Qin Ruan listened on the side, feeling very interesting, and guessed: "Does this mean Song Qing has a plan for a long time?"

The servant held the blood-stained paper in his hand and brought it to Huo Yirong: "Second Master, this is the letter left by Miss Song."

[Second Master, please don’t think about it. After your body recovers, you will come back to apologize. ]

A short line of words came into his eyes. Huo Yirong kneaded it into a ball and threw it on the carpet. He said angrily: "Never read it! Every idea is quite big!"

He raised his head, looked coldly at Huo Zhi behind him, and said in a strange tone: "Have the Secret Guard been too lax in the past few years, which has made you more and more courageous?!"

"Second Master, atone for your sins!"

Huo Zhi subconsciously knelt down on one knee, her beautiful face tensed, and fear was released all over her body.

Qin Ruan clicked his tongue, walked to Huo Zhi, and pulled her up from the ground: "Brother Rong, it seems that Song Qing means there is no danger, so don't take it out on Huo Zhi, I will use her later. "

Huo Yirong had a cold face, but her tone softened a lot: "My younger siblings are protecting her."

Qin Ruan looked as if he should take it for granted: "If you don't protect me, I will have to rely on Huo Zhi in the absence of the third master. If you bully her, I will inform the third master now and let him start again." Arrange someone for me.”

When he heard that he was going to tell his third brother, Huo Yirong looked aggrieved and waved his hands and said: "Okay, okay, it's not a big deal and I have to alarm my third brother."

Qin Ruan helped Huo Zhi up from the ground and looked upstairs with calm eyes, as if he could smell the faint smell of blood spreading from above.

A faint golden light shone in her eyes, and the golden light spread everywhere upstairs. She didn't notice Song Qing's soul, and her heart felt much more settled.

Qin Ruan lowered his eyes and looked at Huo Yirong, who was full of anger, and said with a smile: "Since Brother Rong is fine, he should no longer need to use the wheelchair.

Look, you have lost weight during this time, and all the muscles on your body are gone, right? Exercising more is good for your health. Why am I being attacked by a woman and you still don’t feel anything? Tsk——”

Huo Yirong pursed her thin lips tightly, and a pair of dark eyes flashed with fire.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Qin, Ruan!"

He was actually laughed at!

Song Qing wants to guide the eggs of the fatal Yang Eclipse Gu, and the only way is to combine them.

But he had no memory of last night, not even any feeling.

This was the biggest doubt in his heart, and he even felt faintly humiliated. Now that it was exposed by Qin Ruan, he lost all his self-esteem as a man.

Qin Ruan took out his ears and said with a smile, "Here you are, you don't have to be so loud, I can hear you."

Huo Yirong: "You..."

"Ah, I remembered I had to leave beforehand! I forgot to say congratulations to Brother Rong for cleaning up the insect eggs and returning to health!"

Just before he got angry, Qin Ruan pulled Huo Zhi and ran outside. Her teasing laughter made the servants in the house tremble with fear.

Huo Yirong sat in a wheelchair, gritting his teeth as he watched Qin Ruan run away, Qing Juan's face turning green and white.

If it had been anyone else, he would have directly ordered them to be stopped, forcing them to suffer a lot.

Thinking that she was his third brother's sweetheart and treated as his child's pampered little wife, Huo Yirong kept comforting himself. He couldn't afford to offend his third brother's wife and slave. He couldn't be angry or angry, otherwise he would be punished just like his eldest brother and sister-in-law.

After comforting himself for a long time, Huo Yirong still couldn't digest the depression in his heart, and the anger in his heart became even stronger.

He called out in a deep voice: "Come here!"

The secret guard in the corner came out: "Second Master——"

Huo Yirong narrowed his eyes and looked up and down at the secret guard with stern eyes, exuding a stern murderous aura: "Check it for me, even if I dig three feet under the ground to find Song Qing!"

"yes!"

The secret guard took the order and left. The moment he turned around, his face became extremely distorted.

Song Qing's strength is comparable to that of Huo Zhi, one of the leaders. If they really want to find each other, it may be quite difficult.

Why is he so miserable, but he is on duty today.

Huo Yirong sat in a wheelchair, glanced at the servants around him with cold eyes, and said in a cold tone: "Everyone, get out."

The servant slowed down and exited quietly.

Huo Yirong was soon the only one left in the huge hall.

He held the armrests of his wheelchair with both hands, stood up slowly, and took a few steps forward.

His heart no longer had the tingling feeling that often tortured him, and his legs and feet no longer felt weak from walking a few extra steps.

He tentatively took a few steps forward, feeling his breathing getting easier and easier.

If in the morning, he felt that his body was slowly getting better, at this moment, after it was confirmed that the poisonous eggs were gone, he felt that all the body's functions were in good condition. I don't know if it was a psychological effect or a fact.

Huo Yirong took a deep breath, looked towards the stairs, and walked forward with steady steps.

To prove that he was really well, he climbed upstairs in one breath.

During this period, there was no pain in my heart, and apart from my calves being a little sore from not exercising for a long time, no other abnormalities occurred.

There was a strong smell of blood on the second floor. Huo Yirong frowned and followed the smell of blood towards the room where Song Qing was.

The smell of blood became stronger and stronger. Huo Yirong stood at the door, looking at the dried blood on the big bed in the house, and vague memories flashed through his mind.

I don't know if it was his imagination, but I seemed to smell a sweet floral scent.

Huo Yirong ignored the fragrance of flowers that shouldn't be there and stepped into the room.

As he got closer, the crumpled sheets stained with large amounts of blood came into his eyes clearly.

Suddenly, he felt a stabbing pain in his head. He stopped, put his hand on his head and shook it vigorously.

Blurry images flooded into my mind again.

The sweet floral fragrance poured into the tip of her nose, her arms as white as lotus roots were wrapped around his neck, and the sound of crying sounded in her ears.

It was clearly the end of the severe winter, but he seemed to be in warm sea water, wrapped in a warm pool of water.

Like a newborn baby, you not only enjoy the gentleness of the warm sun, but also feel the clear and comfortable feeling of the water hitting the skin.

"Second Master...I'm sorry..."

Song Qing's apology sounded in her ears.

she cried, her voice breathless as she spoke.

Song Qing's thick and aggressive face in her mind became blurred, and she seemed to be being hugged by someone.

Huo Yirong saw a large mirror erected in the room, which reflected his figure and Song Qing who seemed to be crying in his arms.

His eyes moved to the mirror again, and he clearly saw that he reflected in the mirror seemed to be drunk, his face was slightly distorted, and there was an unusual red color.

And he was the one who made Song Qing cry.

The other party was lying in his arms, with two abnormal colors flashing in his demonic eyes, and strings of tears rolled out from his eyes, like pearls and petals.

Tears can be like beads and jade, why do they still have the shape of petals? Huo Yirong even doubted whether he had seen it wrong.

The other party kept apologizing in his ear.

But when it comes to people who have lost their minds, you can't hear them at all.

At that moment, Huo Yirong looked at himself in the mirror, as if he were seeing a foolish, unreasonable and tyrannical king in ancient times.

In addition to launching endless conquests, they also use the most cruel methods to plunder and enslave the weak.

In order to prevent the prey from escaping, it uses extremely despicable means to choke the prey.

The weak's apologies and cries will not buy any mercy, but will only intensify the arbitrary tyrant's rampage.

What she did seemed to be waving the flag and cheering for the accompaniment of this battle in which the enemy had lost their minds.

Huo Yirong saw himself in his mind, like a wild beast that had lost its mind, doing things completely independently that he would never do when he was awake.

His Qingjun face suddenly turned cold, and the hands hanging by his sides clenched tightly into fists.

He was really plotted, but those vague memories had been erased.

Even if I think about it now, some memory scenes cannot be coherent, and there are obviously fragments of memory that have not been explored.

Just how capable Song Qing is, how capable she is of scheming against him, and why he discovered it so belatedly.

Huo Yirong was so angry that he gritted his teeth and had nowhere to vent his anger.

Soon his memory flashed and he saw Song Qing lying on the bed covered in blood.

A lot of blood seeped out from her skin, and large blood beads rolled down her skin.

She was naked, hugging herself in an unsafe position. The floral fragrance in the room became stronger and stronger, making people's sobriety gradually become cloudy.

Why does the room smell like flowers, and what's going on with the blood on Song Qing's body.

Please give me a monthly pass. Please give me a monthly pass~

Mr. Huo was also tricked sometimes, so congratulations!

But Song Qing... seems a bit miserable?