The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

Sitting up and looking at the long sword still hanging in the air, Huo Mingheng coughed lightly. As soon as Luo Liyan saw that he was awake, her eyes that had been stretched to the extreme closed instantly and she even let go of her hands.

The sword fell heavily to the ground, and the sound pierced the silent room, startling Huo Mingheng.

"Master?"

The little maid standing outside quickly called out, and Huo Mingheng quickly grabbed the long sword on the ground, pulled it out and put it on the neck of the man in black on the ground.

"Go and ask my mother to come over. Just tell her that there was an assassin in my room last night and she has been caught." He ordered in a cold voice.

Honglian was stunned for a moment, and then she realized what her young master was saying, and her face turned pale with fright.

She responded with a trembling voice and hurriedly ran out of the yard.

Huo Mingheng heard her footsteps running away, and then he said, "Are you still there?"

But Luo Liyan, who had already fallen asleep, couldn't give him any response at all.

A bad premonition suddenly surged in Huo Mingheng's heart. After calling a few more times, he still didn't get any response, and his usually calm face twisted tightly together.

"Answer me. If you speak out now, I will do what you say." He compromised.

It's a pity that Luo Liyan is already like a dead fish at this time, and he is even snoring. How could he see this.

If she wakes up and realizes she missed something, she will probably regret it so much that she wants to use a cheat to go back in time and give him a reaction immediately.

But not only did Luo Liyan not notice this, but even Xiao Liuzi didn't notice the reaction on the screen.

Huo Mingheng asked twice in a row, and finally his heart was grabbed tightly.

He even began to worry that the unknown thing might have caused harm to it by guarding him all night, or by personally interfering with the normal development of the world.

Will this damage be permanent?

But his worry did not last long, after all, there were still many things that he needed to deal with now.

"Ming Heng! Brother Heng!" Huo's mother rushed in with a pale face, holding up her skirt.

When she entered the door, she tripped over the threshold. Before anyone could catch her, she fell straight to the ground.

"Mother." Huo Mingheng's eyes flickered and he called softly.

Mother Huo didn't even get up, so she looked at him anxiously.

When his eyes touched the man in black lying on the ground, even the last trace of blood was gone from his entire face, and his delicate makeup became ferocious and distorted.

"Go! Go and call the general!"

Mother Huo shouted while being helped up.

Her personal maid immediately ran out, and Hong Lian hurriedly stepped in to help Huo's mother.

But Mother Huo slapped her hard with her backhand, "How did you become a maid? I asked you to take care of the young master. Such a big thing happened. Where are you? Why are you telling me now!" "

Honglian covered her face and tears fell down instantly, "Young... the young master won't let me serve you personally."

"The young master didn't let you wait on me, so you stayed at the door. I asked you to wait on the young master. Did I ask you not to look at the young master at night and go to sleep by yourself? You even told me so late that you were not Brother Heng. Not to mention, why haven't you come in to help Brother Heng wash up? Don't you know when he gets up every day to practice martial arts?" Mother Huo was so angry that she wanted to have Honglian dragged down and beaten to death.