The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

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He still held Yunci tightly and hid his head behind her, as if relying on her alone.

Su Mi wiped away her tears. It was not the time to cry, she stood up, looked at Yunci and Dongtang Chi You, and said: "That special medicine has been sent for testing. Maybe, there is a chance to make an antidote, Chi You Master will be able to return to normal."

Yun Ci nodded, and reached out to pat Dongtang Chiyou's head to soothe his emotions.

In order to avoid being accidentally injured, Huayidan deliberately sat a little farther, and pointed to the sofa next to him: "Boss, what about the woman?"

Song Lishu was leaning on the sofa crookedly, his head drooping weakly, and the long hair hanging from her ears was soft and shiny. It can be seen how hard Huo Baiyuan took to care for her. At first glance, she actually couldn't find that this was a corpse. .

"I'm all dead, just bury him." Hua Yinong said.

Yun Ci turned his eyes and glanced, vaguely recalling that eight years ago, in Nineteenth Villa, she and she had met once.

"No, just leave her behind."

Nodded, "Well, maybe it's useful, but..."

Hua Yinong stood up, walked slowly in front of Song Lishu, bent down and leaned over, gently lifting Song Lishu's long hair with one hand, she looked like her pale face impressively.

"Tsk tusk tusk... I don't look carefully, it's really like a living person, how much does that Huo Baiyuan love her, and he will leave the body by his side after death.

"Want to know the story of her and Huo Baiyuan?" Yun Ci suddenly asked aloud.

Hua Yi concentrated her ignorant eyes to Yun Ci: "Boss, you know?"

When he let him go forward, he will go forward, let him go backward, and he will go backward, without the slightest violation.

In a blink of an eye, Dongtang slowly walked to Huo Baiyuan. Huo Baiyuan looked at him, smiled at him, and said like a pet: "Well, really good."

Dongtang stayed quietly beside Huo Baiyuan, motionless.

Huo Baiyuan looked at Mu Chenbi, who was sitting next to the tree trunk: "I am only responsible for controlling Dongtang Chiyou. As for Yunci, I will not intervene. You should do it yourself."

Mu Chenbi looked at Yunci who was alone on the opposite side, endured the pain, and squeezed out a little voice: "Aci...you can't escape."

Yunci suddenly evoked a smile of unknown meaning: "Really?"

Mu Chenbi squinted his eyes. Just as he couldn't understand the meaning of Yunci's smile, he suddenly heard a sound of footsteps in the distance. Then, dark and crushing figures emerged from the woods behind Yunci, standing in succession. Behind Yunci, it seemed that the single Yunci had backing in an instant.

Mu Chenbi laughed: "Aci, do you think it's useful to call so many people? Dongtang Chiyou has been controlled. As long as Huo Baiyuan is here, no one can take him away, and you are alone, willing to take him away. Leave him and go?"

"Who said it's useless!"

At this time, a man's voice came from a distance, and immediately afterwards, I saw Hualien running over, and in the dark night, it was vaguely visible that he was still holding a person in his arms.

Huayi panting and ran to Yunci's side, looked at Huo Baiyuan on the opposite side, and yelled: "Hey! Look at who I am holding in my arms!"

Huo Baiyuan slowly turned his head, his eyes under the white silk seemed to be looking into the flowery arms, and suddenly, his face sank.

"Li Shu?!"

The corpse of Huo Baiyuan's wife, Song Lishu, held in his arms!