Long Miaomiao was wearing cartoon pajamas, watching TV in the living room, and eating the late-night takeaway that had just been delivered.
At this moment the phone suddenly rang.
When I looked at the caller ID, I saw it was my third uncle Long Ting calling.
She quickly put down the hair dryer and picked it up.
"Third uncle, why don't you go to bed so late?"
"Miaomiao, I have found out where Xiao Yao is. You must not have guessed his identity." On the phone, Long Ting's voice was full of excitement, "Miaomiao, with his help, your father's death will definitely be solved."
Get to the bottom of it! And I believe that he will never reject you again now. He will definitely fulfill his promise and marry you as his wife. This is his responsibility."
Long Miaomiao was shocked when he heard this.
For a moment, I felt...a little scared.
She didn’t understand what she was afraid of——
Shouldn't I be happy?
I look forward to finding him every day and wanting him to marry me, but when the day actually comes, I am actually afraid, or in other words, resisting...
In my mind, the figure of Chen Yan, that scumbag, popped up inexplicably.
Why, why?
Am I... interested in him?
No, no, he is married, and he is a playboy, he has several women, and his private life is very messy. How could I fall in love with such a man? Ridiculous!
"Who... is he?" Long Miaomiao asked tremblingly.
"He just..."
"boom--"
At this moment, the door of the villa was violently blasted open, and the heavy security door rotated and flew in. Countless gravel splashed like bullets coming out of the barrel. Long Miaomiao was startled and evaded reflexively.
But the next second, a woman shot over like a ghost.
"Boom!"
Long Miaomiao hurriedly slapped her in the face.
A powerful explosion of infuriating energy.
The sofa next to it was blown apart from the middle, and Long Miaomiao was hit by the slap and flew up. His back hit the TV, and the TV screen was smashed to pieces.
Long Ting on the other side of the phone was about to reveal Xiao Yao's identity when he heard a huge noise coming from Long Miaomiao's side. He knew something must have happened and quickly shouted: "Miaomiao, Xiaomiao, what the hell is going on?"
Something? Hey, hey..."
The woman took elegant steps and picked up the mobile phone that fell on the ground.
Asked: "Who are you?"
Long Ting immediately said: "I am Long Ting, Long Miaomiao's third uncle. Who are you? Don't hurt Long Miaomiao. Whatever you want, our Long family can promise you."
As a result, the woman said: "Sayunara!"
Then it hung up.
Long Ting yelled, Sanima!
But when he called again, he was blocked.
The woman is none other than the lord of Yagami Palace, Kaori Mio.
She did not die in the Dragon Soul Palace, and was one of the few lucky ones to escape. Among her fellow travelers, there was also a middle-aged man, who was guarding the door like an iron tower, motionless, but with an extremely dangerous look in his eyes.
Terrible smell.
Long Miaomiao half-knelt on the ground, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and asked: "Who are you?"
Kaori Mio said calmly: "You will know soon."
Her Yanhuang dialect accent is not standard, but it has a soft charm. By the way, her speaking tone is a bit like Kurosawa's celebrity wife, and she has a sense of déjà vu as a female teacher.
Not long after.
Long Miaomiao's acupuncture points were sealed and tied with ropes.
Then I saw a person in the car outside: Tianyixiao!
Tian Yixiao stared at Long Miaomiao's beautiful appearance, revealing the man's greedy gaze: "Oh, Long Miaomiao, the daughter of Long Zhan, the nine thousand year old disciple, the current secretary of the Demon King, and one of the four beauties in Beijing.
You are in my hands, I don’t know if the devil will come to die for you!”
"Besides, your body is really good! You have taken away everything from me. I will collect some interest from you first. Isn't that excessive?"
Long Miaomiao was shocked when he heard this: "If you dare to touch me, I will commit suicide!"
Tian Yixiao smiled evilly: "How do you commit suicide? Bite your tongue to commit suicide? Don't be stupid, you won't die except for a little pain if you bite your tongue off! The devil should feel sorry for you, a female secretary, right? I'll sleep with you