C11

The legendary incense?

There was no movement?

With a few scattered words, the door was suddenly kicked open with a bang, and flames illuminated the entire room.

Before he finished speaking, the servant who kicked open the door had already rushed in and pulled away the blanket on the bed.

Looking at the empty bed, the entire room was silent for a moment. Han Zi Mo suddenly understood that this was a trap, and that she had been poisoned by the sleeping incense. "Pa." Then, her father came to kidnap the traitor, exterminate the relationship between her and Mu Rong Cheng, and destroyed the marriage between her and Mu Rong Cheng.

Han Zi Mo knew that she could no longer hide any further, and walked out with an innocent expression, "Father, you guys broke into the foam room late at night, what are you doing?"

"You slut, you still have the face to call me father?"

An enormous pressure instantly attacked her, and even Han Zi Mo, who had upgraded her fitness to ten, felt a wave of tightness in her chest. Knowing that something was wrong, she plopped down on the ground, and weakly looked at the high and mighty Han Qing Hao with teary eyes.

"Third Miss, you have been caught red-handed."

The servant at the side revealed a cruel and sinister smile. Han Qing Hao waved her hand, "You all leave first."

"Yes."

The servant holding the torch retreated, the entire room became extremely dark. Han Zi Mo looked at Han Qing Hao's gloomy face and felt that something was wrong.

"Get things done, then make a mistake and break your dog legs."

Han Qing Hao shouted coldly and flicked her sleeves as she left. However, Han Zi Mo suddenly realized that this was the result of her previous scheme;

"Third Miss, don't be afraid, this humble one will definitely serve you well."

The servant walked forward step by step as he talked and untied his clothes. Han Zi Mo was already stunned, what kind of father was this? It was even more ruthless than her uncle and aunt in her previous life.

"A kick for a hundred points, kill one thousand points."

Looking at the servant who pounced at her, Han Zi Mo subconsciously pushed with all his might. The servant who was caught off guard flew out, and fiercely smashed into the wall.

"100 points!"

But right now, Han Zi Mo did not have the time to care about the voice that came out of her mind, she casually flung the ant in her palm, and shouted loudly: "Go Pikachu!"

He did not know what the little carburgher had done, but before the servant could even let out a scream, he had already turned into a puddle of water, even his clothes, shoes and socks were not spared. Everything happened in an instant, and he could only hear it in his mind: "Congratulations, you have earned 1000 points."

Han Zi Mo was already stunned, was this done by the little guy ant?

"Master, my name is carburgher, not Pikachu."

The carburgher crawled to Han Zi Mo's front with a proud expression, and looked at her stunned look with satisfaction, then moved her tentacles: "I have not used my full strength yet, if Master were to help me level up, wiping out a thousand troops would not be a problem."

"It's just a high-grade spirit …" Pet. "..."

Han Zi Mo's voice trembled. It was shaking. If she remembered correctly, there was a god at the highest level. Pet. What kind of existence was that?

"This matter must be reported to the Your Lordship."

At this moment, everything that happened in the room was already seen by the two people in the dark. Even they, who had wanted to take action, were startled by the carburgher.

"Dog slave, is that enough?"

The commotion in the room had naturally attracted the attention of Han Qing Hao, who was standing outside the door. The current him had clenched his fist into a fist and stared fiercely at the door, no one knew what he was thinking.

"What should we do?"

Han Zi Mo looked at the puddle of water, anxious like an ant on a hot pan, while the carburgher moved its tentacles, and suggested: "Master, there are actually people watching from the shadows, so, it's enough as long as you pretend to punish them."

However, before he could finish speaking, the door shattered with a loud bang.

Han Zi Mo turned her head, and saw Han Qing Hao's gloomy old face, she anxiously squeezed out a smile: "Hai, Father, what a coincidence, we meet again."

"You?"

Seeing that Han Zi Mo was dressed properly and was still standing there safe and sound, Han Qing Hao looked around in shock. Other than Han Zi Mo, there was no one else in the room.

"What kind of dog slave is this? Father, you've just arrived. You can't possibly let me be alone in the room with a man, right? "

Han Zi Mo slowly stood up and looked at Han Qing Hao innocently, thinking about how to rush out from the door. She felt that with her current abilities and speed, fighting Han Qing Hao head on was equivalent to stopping a mantis.

As for the two people hiding in the shadows, they were already amazed by Han Zi Mo's way of speaking, "Should we come out and help Third Miss?" one of them asked.

"But don't you want to see, does the Third Miss have any other secret weapons?"

The other one's heart was burning with the flames of gossip, but he still put on a serious face: "We have the duty to clearly understand Third Miss's true appearance."

"Beautiful words!"

At this time, he had already noticed that something was not right. It was impossible to find it so coincidentally, the two dog slaves had mysteriously disappeared just like that, but Han Qing Hao never would have thought that she would go to the useless Han Zi Mo.

The only thing he thought of was Mu Rong Cheng. That unpredictable and temperamental Your Lordship might have a trick up her sleeve, and send people to secretly protect Han Zi Mo, only then would she be able to avoid danger time and time again.

I have to say that you guessed half of the things General Han did right, but now, it is already hard for General Han to dismount. Even if you do not deal with Han Zi Mo now, when Mu Rong Cheng returns and finds out what he has done to Han Zi Mo, he will definitely not be able to escape death.

"Mo Mo, come here."

Han Qing Hao suddenly revealed a smile, and waved at Han Zi Mo. Compared to the cold shout just now, it was like the difference between the heaven and the earth, even Han Zi Mo suspected that this nominal father had actually gone to Sichuan to learn the art of changing faces.

There's something wrong with this old fogey.

Han Zi Mo looked at the smiling Han Qing Hao who was hidden behind the ominous glint, she did not go forward, but instead took two steps back, "Father, your daughter is really tired, why don't we talk about it tomorrow?"