Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Bai Yi looked like this, but I felt that it was his fault.

My heart is particularly unpleasant.

He glanced at the white clothes, did not speak, took the mobile phone from his hand, picked up the charger on the bedside table to charge his mobile phone.

As soon as the phone was turned on, the white-clothed phone vibrated.

Feng Lidan couldn't help but cast his eyes secretly, the caller ID was "San Shao".

"You have lost too much blood, you need to rest, speak faster, don't talk nonsense." Feng Litan said in a weird tone, and then continued to lower his head to treat the wounds for Bai Yi, but his attention was always there.

The cat's hearing is sensitive by nature, even if the white clothes is not on the hands-free, he can hear what the other person is saying.

Bai Yi ignored Feng Lidan's weird remark, only when Feng Lidan was an occupational disease and cared about him.

Jun Moyan didn't take the initiative to speak when the phone was connected, as if waiting for Bai Yi to speak first, so as to determine whether Bai Yi answered the call.

"Three young masters?"

After hearing the voice of Bai Yi, Jun Moyan's hanging heart finally fell.

"Where are you now? Are your injuries serious?"

At this moment, Jun Moyan was standing outside the alley where the white clothes had escaped before, and his eyes fell on the pool of blood left by the white clothes on the edge of the alley.

He had changed from a car to a helicopter and rushed here at the fastest speed, but he was looking for him all the way, but only found the body of the group of people who robbed the goods and hunted down the white clothes. The white clothes were nowhere to be found, and the phone could not be reached.

He had sent all the people he had brought out to look for them nearby, and he had contacted the most powerful local snake to help, but no news came back.

"I'm in Wuyuan."

Bai Yi was a little puzzled, didn't San Younger rescue him? Why did you ask so?

"Are you in Wuyuan?" Bai Yi's answer made Jun Mo and Yan Wei stunned.

In Wuyuan?

How come you are in Wuyuan?

"San Shao, I have located the position of the white-clothed mobile phone, but...the position is displayed in Wuyuan." At this moment, Tsing Yi held the laptop and walked quickly towards Jun Moyan while operating with one hand, with an expression on his face. Unspeakable weird.

Jun Moyan glanced at the computer screen, and then withdrew his gaze. Although he was strange in his heart, after meeting Wen Xiaoai, he couldn't be shocked by what he couldn't explain anymore, let alone shocked.

He is only glad that he is fine in white.

"Three young masters, didn't you save me back? Where are you now?" Bai Yi looked puzzled.

How did he come back?

"...Are Feng Lidan and Xiao Ai by your side?" Jun Moyan asked instead.

He recalled the horrified eyes of the group of people before they died, just like seeing some horrible thing, and their weird way of death with no wounds.

Could it be...

Baiyi subconsciously raised his eyes and looked at Feng Lidan who was seriously bandaging his wounds, and said: "...Feng Lidan is here, treating my wounds. I only saw him when I woke up."

"Well, take a good rest." Jun Moyan didn't say anything else.

"Hey wait for the third young master, you haven't told me where you are now, really you didn't save me? Then how did I get back?"

"I'm abroad now, where your accident happened, I have sent someone to chase the robbed goods, and you ask Feng Lishan for the rest."

Jun Moyan hung up the phone after speaking, and then looked at Tsing Yi: "Call back all the people who were sent to find the white clothes."

"Is he okay in white?"