Seeing Huo Yun's speechless look, Xiao Feng stepped forward, lay next to Huo Yun's ear, and said mysteriously, "Woman, I'm full and don't want to sleep. Let's run away at night! Let's go find him."
Bloody Red Lotus, get rid of that stinky pigeon!"
This little guy's eyes were wide open, and he was thinking about running away after he had eaten and drank enough.
Huo Yun looked at this guy's innocent appearance and didn't care about the woman. Why did she talk to him for a long time as if she hadn't said anything at all? He snorted, "Don't think about it, you can't escape. He will know it as soon as he leaves. See him
Have you lost your silver hair? There is only one road to Guigu Mountain. Maybe as soon as we leave, the silver hair will grow infinitely. If we are tied up for thousands of miles, the silver hair will not stop cutting, and the two of us will die!
"
Huo Yun said, Carlo Feng opened his mouth in an 'O' shape, looking like he had been taught, and gave Huo Yun a thumbs up. Sure enough, you are insightful. With little stars of admiration in your eyes, he directly grabbed Huo Yun.
Yun's arm, "Boss, I'll mess with you from now on!"
Huoyun, "...!"
"Boss, what do you think we should do? We can't keep doing this! Don't you still miss the red blood lotus? With that stinky pigeon, we didn't even have a leaf...!"
Carlo Feng said angrily.
Huo Yun narrowed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth, "It would be good to go and have a look!"
This is what I said...
Carlo Feng vomited blood and fell to the ground. Did he go to such a dangerous place just to see it?
He got up and was about to shout to Huo Yun, but saw Huo Yun shake his head slightly, as if he understood something for a moment, and actually remained silent.
Huo Yun is famous for being calm in situations and cautious in doing things. As the saying goes, walls have ears, so you have to be on guard. Since Bing Yange dares to put the two of them in the same room with such confidence, he must be completely sure that they can't escape.
of.
"Boss, you go to bed! I'd better go to the room where the smelly pigeons sleep...!"
Carol Feng scratched his hair. Originally, he wanted to stand on the bed, but he felt it was inappropriate. This woman was his boss, how could he occupy the boss's bed? So he blurted out.
He thought angrily that the stinky pigeon must have known that he would have no place to sleep and would have no choice but to look for him.
"I'm not sleepy yet, you can go to bed!"
Huoyun said.
Xiao Feng looked at Huo Yun and felt that she seemed a little depressed. She didn't know what she was thinking about. He was actually very tired. He didn't sleep well in the coffin. The journey was bumpy, he faced the darkness, and he was chained.
, where can I rest well...
"Boss, I'm sleeping on the bed, what should you do?"
Huo Yun glanced at him and said, "The bed is not the only place to sleep."
Xiaofeng was stabbed and shut up angrily, "This boss doesn't know what's good and what's good..."
Forget it, seeing that she seemed to have something on her mind, I stopped fussing with her.
Carol Feng moved a chair and sat across from Huo Yun, "Boss, are you worried?"
Squinting his eyes, he looks extremely cute, like a curious baby who is inquiring about gossip.
When Huo Yun saw Xiao Feng approaching, he lowered his eyes, as if he was debating whether to ask or not. After a while, Huo Yun raised his head and said, "Xiao Feng, do you really have the ability to predict the future?"
This is Carlo Feng's special skill. If others knew that he had this ability, they would go crazy with joy and excitement. They would ask questions about everything, which would annoy him to death. But as for Huo Yun, he never asked.
, has a very calm temperament and can tolerate it.
I finally asked this question, and I seemed a little embarrassed...
Xiaofeng was stunned, with a smile on his face, and his beautiful features were wrinkled together, "Of course, this is the special skill of our Carlo family."
When Huo Yun heard what Xiao Feng said, a light flashed clearly in his eyes, "Is it true?"
"Of course. Didn't you get the confirmation last night? What I said can't be wrong!"
Xiaofeng was very proud.
Huo Yun rarely asks for help, and even when she asks for help, she has a tough attitude. At this moment, when she heard Xiaofeng say that she could predict the future, her heart was really moved. There were two things she wanted to know...
If Xiaofeng can predict the future, then what she wants to know about the whereabouts of Xiaohu and Maoer is to ask Xiaofeng if he can predict whether the three sisters will be able to get together one day in the future...
"breeze……!"
Huo Yun raised his head and looked at him seriously, "What if you can really predict the future?"
Xiaofeng was impatient, "Of course, I've told you several times and you still don't believe me!"
Huo Yun nodded, "Then aren't you more powerful than the Mysterious Mirror of Heaven and Earth in Kunlun Mountain?"
The mysterious mirror of heaven and earth can know the past and see the future.
Carlo Feng said disdainfully, "Of course, the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Mirror is just a dead thing. I am a living person. Everyone in the world wants me. Now that I am by your side, you know how honored you are, right?
, I’m a precious egg.”
Be proud and show off...
Huo Yun covered his head, "You are so powerful, then help me predict whether my two sisters who were once lost can be reunited in the future...!"
When Carlo Feng heard Huo Yun's question, he was stunned for a moment. His face flashed with embarrassment, but then it disappeared. Very quickly, he only heard him cough, "Boss, how many years will it take for you to get together?"
It’s something…how can I know?”
Huo Yun was stunned, what did this kid mean?
"Didn't you say that you can predict the future and know whatever you want to know?"
Carlo Feng nodded, looking at Huo Yun staring at him with an innocent face, and said, "I can only predict what will happen tomorrow!"
"What?"
Why did Huo Yun not react to Xiao Feng's words?
Xiaofeng took a sip of the water on the table, "I can only predict what will happen one day in the future. Today I can only predict what will happen tomorrow!"
Can you predict one day? Can you predict the next day?
Is this called a prophet?
Angry, angry... angry... heartbroken.
Huo Yun simply couldn't describe how she was feeling now. The expectation was suddenly shattered. She was so angry that she was so angry...
It was a waste of time. She kept feeling anxious and didn't know whether she should ask. It was a good thing for this guy. After bragging for a long time, he only said one sentence and could only predict what would happen the next day...
"Carol Feng, go to bed!"
Huo Yun roared, stood up and went outside.
What's wrong? Carol Feng touched his head. This woman is capricious. It's not because his talent is a bit lacking. He can only predict tomorrow's events. His ancestors are very powerful and can definitely predict the future, which is different from him.
,Huh...this woman underestimates him.
"Where are you going?"
Seeing Huoyun getting up and striding outside, Carlo Feng shouted.
"I'll go outside to get some fresh air. You can go to bed first!"
Huo Yun said without looking back.
"Oh, I'll take a nap first, boss. Then you wake me up and I'll just sleep on the table!"
Huo Yun nodded, "I got it!"
…
After pushing the door open and leaving the room, a suspended body flew to the roof. She felt a sense of depression in her heart and could not relax.
The weather in March is neither warm nor cold, and the flowers are blooming in spring.
The moon shadow dances and the silver light shines.
Huo Yun looked up at the stars, casually took a leaf blown away by the wind, held it in his hand, put it to his lips and blew it gently...
The sound of the leaves is gentle, and my thoughts are sad.
The moonlight is thin, who plays the night flute?
Looking at the horizon, I miss you and my hometown.
The cold wind blows and clothes flutter.
Thousands of miles apart, we are connected by one heart.
The sound of the leaf flute sounded in the night, gentle and charming, full of the emotion of longing. Huo Yun is not a person who is good at expressing, let alone a person who talks about tender words. On the contrary, this seemingly cold person
A woman's heart is filled with passion for feelings, she doesn't say a word, all her thoughts fall into this leaf flute...
Far away in the night of Tianqi, did you hear it? Yun'er is thinking of you...
**
The moon is in the sky here at night, and the fire clouds are filled with thoughts.
As for Tianqi Kingdom, as soon as Huo Yun left the Third Prince's Mansion, Qing Tian had already arranged for people to sneak into the Prince's Mansion to look for clues about the blood poison. He could not place all his hopes on Huo Yun...
…
In Qingtian's mind, if Huoyun couldn't come back, wouldn't Bei Mingchenye have to die with her? How could this be possible?
In Qingtian's heart, he firmly believes that the chance of finding a woman who has a blood poison is much greater than that of Huo Yun finding a bloody lotus, and the risk is not great. What's more, Huo Yun is also highly poisonous and can even survive.
In less than half a year, someone might be unable to resist eating the bloody red lotus. This is not impossible. If that time comes, then Bei Mingchenye will really be dead...
To put it bluntly, Qingtian still doesn't believe in Huo Yun. In his heart, Bei Mingchenye is greater than everything else, but because of Bei Mingchenye's incident, his trust in Huoyun is very little...
**
A tuneless longing song slowly stopped in Huo Yun's mouth. With a hand, the leaves fluttered away in the wind. I wonder if she could follow the wind and fly to Bei Mingchen Ye's side with her earth thoughts.
…
Huo Yun looked at the stars in the sky. There was a slight fluctuation in the air. Bing Yange held a wine jar in one hand and sat next to Huo Yun with his evil red phoenix eyes. "You can't tell, he can also play a little tune..."