Chapter 1150 I’m Here, Don’t Be Afraid

"ah!"

"Yao Yao, Yao Yao? Wake up."

Song Yaoyao woke up suddenly, with lingering fear in her eyes.

Her fingers clenched the sheets, her expression changed, and her fingertips were white without a trace of blood.

"Having a nightmare?"

There are no incense candles, no altars, no ferocious stone statues, and there is no smell of blood that comes from nowhere...

She was lying on the comfortable big bed. When she opened her eyes, she saw worry on that clear face, looking at her intently.

The cold fragrance emanating from the man's body is soothing.

Song Yaoyao suddenly sat up and got into Huo Yunque's arms.

Taking a deep breath, I felt alive.

"What's wrong with me?"

Her head was throbbing with pain, and the broken images in the dream flashed by, leaving only a few fragments. But as soon as she thought about the man and woman in the dream, and the face of the vicious girl, her head immediately felt like pain. It was as if a big hand was reaching in to stir things up.

"ah!"

Song Yaoyao gasped softly. She leaned softly in Huo Yunchao's arms and gradually recalled the scene before she fell into coma.

His little face was even more pale.

She hugged Huo Yunque's waist tightly and pursed her lips.

"It's okay, I just took a nap." Huo Yunchue replied in a gentle tone, gently stroking her hair and changing the topic.

It was as if nothing had happened.

"That finger..." Song Yaoyao's voice trembled slightly.

She was obviously not such a timid person, but for some reason, when she saw the blood flowing out of the gift box and the severed finger falling to the ground, intense fear suddenly burst out from her soul.

There is also a trace of unexplainable restlessness——

She knew that she would be easily irritated when she saw blood.

But why, what happened.

Everyone kept it secret from her, and now, she didn't know if she would have a chance to find out.

"The fingers are fake."

Huo Yunque's eyes were cold and murderous intent burst out.

When speaking to Song Yaoyao, she was as gentle and peaceful as ever, "The blood is also chicken blood. Someone must have pranked you and scared you?"

Song Yaoyao breathed a sigh of relief and gradually came back to her senses.

She nodded slightly, a little embarrassed, "Well..."

She was actually frightened by chicken blood and fake fingers?

Because of embarrassment, a layer of blood gradually filled her pale face, making her look a lot more normal.

"Don't be afraid, be good."

The man's deep voice had a calming effect on people's hearts, gradually dispelling Song Yaoyao's inner fear.

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"I don't know! I really don't know anything! Ah..."

In the dark room, an object that could barely be seen to be human was hanging on a cross, and the air was filled with a disgusting smell of blood.

"Sir, please spare your life!"

"laugh--"

Huo Jiu was standing at the door. When he heard these words, he suddenly sneered and slapped the light switch on the wall. There were a lot of lights in the room, illuminating everything in the room clearly.

The man on the shelf has become a bloody man.

"Brother Ninth."

When the subordinate in black saw Huo Jiu, he lowered his head, put away his whip, and stepped aside.

"You have a tough mouth."

The leather shoes hit the ground, and the sound echoed in the empty room.

Finally, Huo Jiu stopped in front of a row of cabinets, took out a pair of gloves from the drawer and put them on carefully.

He curled his lips, and hidden in his eyes behind his glasses was a flash of evil and murderous intent.

"I come."

Several subordinates in the room paused after hearing this, and then their bodies trembled, not daring to refuse.

"yes!"

"What are you going to do?! What do you want me to say so that you can believe me? I really don't know who sent this gift. I just made sure it was okay, so I sent it to Miss Song! Please! You...don't do this to me..."

As Huo Jiu got closer, the other party's words became more and more confusing, and they could hardly form sentences. ,

"Click-"

"Ahhhh!!"

Without saying a word, Huo Jiu took the first step and removed his jaw.

"It's too noisy." Huo Jiu took off his glasses and smiled politely, "Since you have decided to betray sir, you should have thought about your ending, right?"

"No...no...no..."

A few minutes later……

The subordinates supported each other and came out of the room with weak legs. As soon as I went out, I bent over and held my stomach and started retching.

Huo Jiu paused slightly and glanced at them with a half-smile, "Am I scary?"

"No!"

The pale-faced subordinates immediately stood up straight and shook their heads in unison.

Huo Jiu, "It's of no use, just drag it to feed the dogs." He muttered in a low voice, "It's just rotten meat, it's not even worthy of being used as flower fertilizer."

Subordinates: "..."

They saw Huo Jiu's neat clothes, without even a wrinkle on his shirt, walking out of the basement with his head held high, and looked at his background with even more awe.

Sure enough, everyone in the Twelve Guards is not comparable to ordinary people.

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Huo Yunchu had just put Song Yaoyao to sleep and walked into the bedroom when he saw Huo Jiu coming towards him.

He lowered his eyelashes and fastened the buttons on his cuffs in an elegant manner, and his slender fingers glowed like warm jade in the light.

"Did you ask?"

He walked towards the study, as if talking to the air.

Huo Jiu: "He's just a little guy who was bribed. He was tortured to death, but he didn't even get a few words of useful information out of his mouth."

"who is it?"

"Jiang Tao."

When he heard this name, Huo Yunque paused for a second and looked through his memory, but he couldn't remember who this person was.

Seeing Huo Yunque's expression, Huo Jiu suddenly sympathized with Jiang Tao. She worked so hard to attract her husband's attention, and even regarded Miss Song as an imaginary enemy. However, she didn't know that she had no impression at all in her husband's mind.

"She was the one left behind by the young master's father. Later, you moved her to the front to take care of Miss Song."

He didn't know this part originally, but Huo Jiu was used to grasping all the information before doing anything.

Huo Yunchue raised his eyebrows and said "Oh" without any change in his tone.

There is no more content.

Huo Jiu lowered his head and waited for a while. He didn't wait for Huo Yunque's other instructions, so he could only ask in a low voice, "Sir, what should I do with her?"

"Chop it."

The man's eyebrows were clear, and he looked like a cold and ascetic god.

At this moment, he opened his thin lips and spit out two simple but bloody words.

Huo Jiu was stunned, but immediately nodded in agreement.

In fact, he had many doubts in his heart. Jiang Tao was the one left behind by the eldest young man's father. Was she really just jealous of Miss Song and treating her as a love rival? But she has disappeared for so long, and if she didn’t take action sooner or later, why do she do it now?

But Huo Yunque can naturally think of things that he can think of, so he has a reason for giving such an order.

Therefore, Huo Jiucai acted according to Huo Yunque's instructions without thinking.

He was about to execute it when Huo Yunque suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

"Any other instructions, sir?"

"Sometimes, death is a kind of relief." Huo Yunque ran his fingertips across the title page of the book and said casually: "Since she likes to play pranks, let her have a taste of being bitten back."

The normal update will start tomorrow. Brin went to the hospital today and based on the doctor's words, he finally decided not to have surgery. Because this surgery will affect certain aspects of the body, Brin has not yet made up his mind. The current solution is to pay attention to your health + check up regularly