Chapter 1046 1046. That Must Be His Daughter! His Little Lover Who Has Been Missing for Eighteen Years!

As he chewed these two names back and forth in his mind, Huo Yunting's heart trembled. The strong wind blew in through the half-opened car window, messing up his hair, but it couldn't dissipate the heat in his heart.

That must be his daughter!

His little lover who has been missing for eighteen years!

Even if Huo Yunting doesn't have any basis for it yet, he already vaguely believes it.

The one-hour drive was abruptly reduced to more than half an hour by Huo Yunting.

Finally arriving at a remote house, he opened the car door, stepped on the dirt with his leather shoes, looked at the blue and white house in front of him, took a deep breath, and tried his best to calm down.

He took a long step and walked in.

The bodyguards followed and climbed the stairs.

He came to the door and pushed it tentatively.

Locked.

He was just about to take out his pistol and prepare to violently break in.

With a creak, the door suddenly opened from the inside, and Mo Shan's loving and excited voice sounded.

"Ning Ning, did you really kill Lu Chaoyang..."

Her voice broke off.

Just because Huo Yunting's cold and cold face reflected in her pupils.

For a moment, she felt as if she was possessed by the god of death. A cold air rushed from the palm of her hand to the top of her head, flowing through her limbs and bones.

The smile on her face was taken over by fear. She opened her mouth, but no sound came out, as if someone was holding her throat!

"Mo Shan!"

Huo Yunting stared at this familiar face that he had not seen for a long time, and said grimly, "It is indeed you!"

"..."

Mo Shan trembled like chaff all over her body. She couldn't even say a complete sentence because she was too frightened.

"Huo... Huo... Huo Yunting!"

The last three words were full of panic and fear.

"it's me."

Huo Yunting walked over step by step, like the god of death coming to seek his life. Every step carried pressing pressure, and with those extremely cold eyes, he forced Mo Shan to step back.

She pushed the wheelchair frantically with her hands, growling at the top of her lungs.

"You! Why can you find me?! Why!!!"

One moment you were in heaven, and the next moment you were dragged into hell.

Even Mo Shan couldn't accept this huge gap.

"This is impossible!"

"..."

Huo Yunting ignored her frantic expression and took action, grabbing her neck violently and lifting her up in the air like a chicken.

No matter how she screamed and beat, his expression did not change at all, and his cold eyes swept over her legs equipped with metal prostheses.

"Mo Shan! You are really looking for death!"

"Ho...ho..."

Mo Shan's feet were off the ground, her body was fluttering hard, and her hands were slapping Huo Yunting's hand that was holding her neck.

As time passed bit by bit, she inevitably began to feel suffocated.

Like a stranded fish, it opened its mouth wide, breathing hard, its pupils gradually dilated, and weird syllables came out of its mouth.

The shadow of death has enveloped her.

Huo Yunting watched with cold eyes as her nose and tears flowed out. He quickly pulled back his fingers and pinched Mo Shan until she rolled her eyes, as if she would die in the next second.

boom!

Suddenly, he flicked his hand.

Mo Shan's body was like a kite with its string broken, drawing an arc in mid-air, hitting the wall heavily, and rolled to the ground.

There was a bang, and before she could react, she felt a pain in her chest. Huo Yunting stepped on it, as if he was stepping on a bug, and it stuck to her hard, as if he was going to crush her.