An iron beetle looked out the window and suddenly exclaimed: "Report to the chief of staff that a man's shoe was found downstairs."
Wan Qinrou immediately rushed to the window and said with disbelief: "It's impossible, he was hypnotized by me. Without my spell, he couldn't wake up."
Another iron beetle immediately said: "Just now, a stool was suddenly thrown down from the other window. An enemy must have invaded, and the tiger was sent away from the mountain, and the corpse king was taken away."
"You bunch of losers can only talk nonsense and don't give me the chance to chase them. If you can't find them, you won't even be able to survive." Wan Qinrou yelled irritably.
As long as it was about him, her emotions would easily get out of control, and any noble and elegant image would be thrown out of the window.
"Yes." Everyone quickly accepted the order and jumped out of the window without even leaving the door.
"Damn it, if I know who took away my uncle, I will definitely make you die a miserable death." Wan Qinrou's eyes flashed with a violent cold light, and she quickly left the bedroom to find someone.
After everyone left, the bedroom finally became quiet.
Only then did Xia Houhuan'er dare to exhale heavily. She pulled Dongfang Xing out from under the bed. She couldn't believe that that slutty woman actually hypnotized him. She thought that she could do whatever she wanted to him, right?
Huh, what a beautiful thought.
But what is the spell that wakes him up?
Xiahou Huan'er frowned and stared at his sleepy handsome face, wondering what kind of spell Wan Qinrou would cast on him.
She held his face, suppressed her nausea, and said to him affectionately: "Uncle, I love you."
After waiting for a while, he didn't respond. It seemed that the spell was wrong.
"What kind of spell will that perverted woman use to wake you up?" She thought this was the most likely sentence, but he did not wake up.
"I love you most."
"The person you love most is me."
"You are my everything."
"You are my life."
"I will always love you."
"..."
Xiahou Huan'er said dozens of words to him in one breath, which might be spells.
But it's a pity that he still hasn't woken up. Damn it, what the hell is the curse?
She was at a loss for words.
She was tired, so she pushed Dongfang Xing back to the bottom of the bed and got in herself, ready to rest for a while and make plans again after she had enough energy.
The most dangerous place is the safest place. Wan Qinrou must have never imagined that the person she wants to find is hiding under her bed right now.
One by one one by one
The silent earth welcomed the warm light in the early morning, and outside the window, cheerful birds were jumping and chirping.
I don't know how long it took, but Dongfang Xing was woken up by the familiar fragrance.
He suddenly opened his eyes and found that he was sleeping in a room, a bedroom that surprised him.
Everything here is so familiar. It is the same bedroom he lived in five hundred years ago. Nothing here has changed.
Exactly the same layout, familiar slippers, cups, and various pistols and ammunition in the drawer.
What happened? Why did he appear here?
He frowned and glanced at the nightgown on his body. This was something he had worn before. Could it be that he had traveled through time?
What about Huan'er?
Where is she?
Thinking of his beloved woman, he quickly walked out of the bedroom and said loudly: "Huan'er, where are you?"
It was quiet all around, except for the sound coming from the kitchen.
