The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

Breakfast was ready. The butler ordered the two servants to get Huo Baiyuan and Huo Yijun to get up respectively. After breakfast, they should go to the airport to pick up the father.

A servant walked outside Huo Baiyuan's room and knocked on the door gently.

"Master, are you awake?"

There was no response in the room for a long time.

The servant knocked a few more times and shouted in a loud voice, but still did not hear the slightest movement in the room.

Huo Yijun had been awakened and walked out of the room. He stopped and looked at the servant outside Huo Baiyuan's room.

At this time, the butler also came over and asked: "What's the matter?"

The servant replied: "My name is Young Master, and Young Master did not respond."

The housekeeper came to the door and knocked, knocked on the door panel twice, and shouted respectfully. Like the servant, he didn't wait for Huo Baiyuan's response.

They were like shouting an empty door.

Huo Yijun leaned against the wall, faintly smiling: "My brother shouldn't sleep like this."

The servants were in a hurry, and the housekeeper was also anxious, not knowing what to do.

At this moment, Huo Yijun straightened up and walked slowly over: "Want to know what's going on, isn't it easy?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised one leg and kicked it on the door panel.

Everyone was shocked.

With a loud bang, the door of the room was kicked open, Huo Yijun took the lead to walk in, and the servant and the housekeeper followed him in fear.

Then, they were shocked to find that there was no figure of Huo Baiyuan in the room, the bed was neat and tidy, it seemed that everything else in the room was normal, except that Huo Baiyuan was not there, which was too strange.

"Did any of you see the young master going out?" the butler asked the servants.

The servants shook their heads. From morning till now, they have not seen Huo Baiyuan's figure.

At this time, a servant suddenly remembered something.

"I was the first to get up in the morning and found that the door on the first floor was open. Could it be that the young master left last night?"

"But where did the eldest master go all night? Why haven't you come back yet?"

Everyone talked a lot.

The housekeeper hurriedly took out his cell phone and called Huo Baiyuan, but the other end always prompted to shut down, and the phone could not get through.

The butler ordered to the servant: "Look! Find it separately."

The old man came back today, but there must be no accident.

After looking for the whole morning, I went to the company, went to Huo Baiyuan's favorite restaurant, and even went to Shu's house to inquire, but couldn't find Huo Baiyuan.

When the old man went home and learned of this, he immediately sent a lot of people to look for it. When it was dark, everyone returned empty-handed, not even a trace of Huo Baiyuan's memory.

The first day, the second day, the third day, and a week later, it was all like this, as if Huo Baiyuan had completely disappeared from this world.

Outside the window, the sun was shining, and the autumn breeze brought a hint of coolness, blowing the curtains slowly, and a man stood with his hands in front of the window. The sun was swaying on his face, and his eyes were covered with white silk.

Huo Baiyuan stood behind the man with a sincere expression: "Save her."

The man slowly turned his head, as if looking behind Huo Baiyuan through Bai Ling.

Behind him, Song Lishu's body was placed in a wheelchair.

The man chuckled slightly: "If I'm not mistaken, that woman is dead, how can I save it?"

"No! You can save!" Huo Bai said eagerly: "You are the elder of the Menglai clan, your Gu worms are omnipotent and can bring the dead back to life."