"Han Mo, I'll feed you uncle!" Hua Simu screamed.

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Han Mo was on the sofa, not knowing whether he was asleep or unconscious.

Suddenly, the stomach rolls.

Han Mo snorted, covered his abdomen with his hands, got up and stumbled towards the toilet, vomiting so faintly that he almost vomited his stomach.

The pale fingers pressed the flush button on the toilet and got up in embarrassment.

The cold water slapped on his face, his drowsy head cleared up a little, Han Mo propped his hands on the sink, and the hair on his forehead was wet, wet, and was casually pulled to the back of his head and hung down.

The lower eyelids are scarlet, and the droplets roll down the cold and hard arc to the jaw.

Like a prisoner in ancient mythology who was suppressed in a wild land, his face was wild and handsome, but his eyes were full of desolation.

In their eyes, the yellow sand is everywhere, and the ugly stones are entrenched, and it only takes a sandstorm to bury them.

They are also the most devout watchmen in the world.

They are waiting for a redemption, and there is only a little desire in their hearts, and they will be rescued by their own goddess, not caring about their unbearable, holding their hands out of this wilderness, there will be, there will be......

In the mirror, Han Mo stiffly pulled the corners of his mouth and sneered, "You are so capable." ”

Alcohol, as the best thing to paralyze the brain, has no effect at all.

Whether you are awake or drowsy, your mind is full of Hua Xiaomu.

It's like a demonic obstacle.

Han Mo walked out of the toilet dejectedly, sinking himself into the sofa, and closed his eyes tiredly.

The phone vibrates on the floor and makes a buzzing sound.

Han Mo got up, picked up his phone and picked it up, "Hey?"

Turning around slightly, looking out the window, the Qianhan Palace was located in the center of the city, and Han Mo could easily see that the lights were spread all over the ground, and the vehicles were converging into the Milky Way.

"Han Mo, I'll feed you uncle!" Hua Simu's scream came from the phone.

Han Mo, "......"

Han Mo silently took the phone a little farther away.

Immediately the voices became noisy, and many people were talking, gossiping.

Osvia hung up the speakerphone and covered her phone, "Young Master Han, what's going on, Miss Hua just clamored to go home, and she can't stop her, what should I do?"

"Yesterday was fine, why do you want to leave suddenly, where are you now, Young Master Han, what should we do, let Miss Hua go?"

Osvia spoke quickly, with a preface that did not match the afterword, and sometimes disconnected, and exclaimed in exclamation.

It is enough to see the chaos of the scene at that time.

"Be careful, Miss Hua, be careful. ”

"Get things out of the way, don't let Miss Hua bump into them. ”

"I'm going to leave now! Anyway, Han Mo is angry with me and ignores me, I might as well get out of here!"

"How could Young Master Han ignore you, Miss Hua, there must be some misunderstanding in this. ”

There was a reverberation of ping-pong bells.

"Ah, are you alright? Hua Simu quickly grabbed Xiaoxue who was knocked down and fell backwards, and pulled her back with a force of her wrist.

But a set of tea sets on the table was not spared, and it fell to the ground and shattered into slag.

Acting is not an easy task, the main servants are too weak to help the wind, and the male servants are all guarding a little farther away, keeping a safe distance.

The maids who came to pull her were all maids, as small as cats, and Hua Simu struggled exaggeratedly while watching and listening to all directions, in case she accidentally pushed the servants to the ground.

Osvia put her phone to her ear again, "Young Master Han, are you listening?"

There was no answer for a long time, which made Osvia suspect that the phone was hung up, and couldn't help but confirm again and again, and the phone showed that the call was normal.

Han Mo hid in the dark, listening to the chaotic noise on his mobile phone with a pale face, his face was a few degrees whiter than when he had a stomach ache just now.

The black-and-white impermanence of stealth is on the sidelines.

Hei Wuchang saw his face turn white in an instant after listening to a phone call, pushed Bai Wuchang with his elbow, and raised his chin to signal, "Someone imitates your face." ”

Bai Wuchang untied the soul chain one by one, and licked his lips with his bright red tongue, "Big brother, I'm going to tear off his face." ”

"Hands-on. At the sound of Hei Wuchang's order, the soul hook rod crept out of his sleeve, and when he stroked the pole's hand, the black nails suddenly became extremely sharp, and a black gas lingered all over his body.

The soul chain was also thrown out by Bai Impermanence, and the chain made a rattling sound that humans could not hear, which was extremely beautiful for Black and White Impermanence.

The soul hook rod and soul chain struck Han Mo behind him, and the room was haunted by a dead air, and the two of them were ghostly.

In the blink of an eye.

Black and white impermanence flashed behind Han Mo.

The danger of death is imminent......

Listening to the noise on the other side of the mobile phone, for a long time, Han Mo said bitterly, "Stop her, at least wait for me to come back." ”

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone immediately, he couldn't hold on anymore to listen, the sound on the other side of the phone was enough to show the intensity over there, and this was exactly the same as Hua Xiaomu's determination to leave him.

He knew there would be such a day, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly.

Defenselessly fast.

He was so boring, Hua Xiaomu must be tired of him.

Han Mo was afraid to go back for a while, he couldn't face that scene, the hand holding the mobile phone hung down at his side, weak and depressed.

Today, he will lose Hua Xiaomu and return to the dark abyss, and he will have nothing left.

Hua Simu's right eyelid jumped.

Hua Simu stopped, pressed her fingers lightly on her eyelids and rubbed them, "Is the right eye jumping disaster or wealth?"

The maids breathed a sigh of relief when they heard that Miss Hua was finally not noisy and wanted to leave.

"As the old saying goes, the left eye jumps wealth, and the right eye jumps disaster, but Miss Hua doesn't have to take it to heart, there is no scientific basis for this, it's just eyelid spasms. The maid was relieved.

Hua Simu was still faintly uneasy.

No, she didn't feel the danger approaching, if this danger was at herself, things would be easier, but it was not herself who was uneasy, but the people around her.

Who could it be?

"I'm not leaving, I'll go back to my room first. ”

The servants looked at Hua Simu with suspicious eyes, so suddenly?

Hua Simu helplessly held his forehead, "I really won't leave, or you will take the suitcase, and I won't be able to leave without the suitcase." ”

"Miss Hua is presumptuous, let's keep the suitcase first, at least when the young master comes back, we will talk about it later." Osvia motioned for the servant to take the suitcase.

Hua Simu ran upstairs.

It's too late.

She felt that Han Mo was in danger, she had just arrived in the human world, and she hadn't known many people, so she was unfamiliar with it, and the only people who could make her feel so strongly should be Tong Yanyu and Han Mo.

And Tong Yanyu just chatted with WeChat in the car for a while, and Tong Yanyu had already gone to bed early to rest.

Then there was only Han Mo.

Back in the room, Hua Simu called Han Mo, but the phone still couldn't be connected.

Hua Simu smiled, isn't it, is this brother blocking her phone number and preparing to die of old age?

But now is not the time to be angry, the most important thing is to find Han Mo's location.