When the bag was halfway eaten... the door to time and space in Prince Jing's Mansion quietly opened again.
However, he obviously knew the situation here and didn't want the boy in red to find out, so he only opened a small window not much bigger than a fist.
A small dish of ketchup was handed over quietly.
Bao Bao took the ketchup, but couldn't find a place to put it.
After thinking about it, the little girl cleverly hit the little boy back... No, to be precise, she hit his head 180 degrees. When his head changed direction, he hit him again.
When it is parallel to the ground and at an angle of 90 degrees to the body...
Bao Bao put the ketchup on his face with confidence and nodded with satisfaction.
...He's not a table! This bad ball!
The little boy was so angry that his face turned black, but he didn't resist. He kept serving as the table obediently and let Bao Bao finish the remaining half of the chicken steak with ketchup.
…Then she wiped her mouth and hands clean, took the freshly squeezed pineapple juice just delivered from Prince Jing’s Mansion and drank it.
Little boy: "..."
It’s just a ball! She is! Only a ball can eat so much!
The little boy was furious all the way, but five minutes later...he and Baobao were taken into the territory of the boy in red.
This made the little boy shocked and defensive.
How come it's so close?!
They haven't even come down yet!
Moreover, the hall they were walking into now had simple decorations on the walls, with a very obvious sense of age. If you look carefully, you can find scratches on the floor under the tables and chairs caused by the chairs being moved back and forth.
Could it be that the young man in red and others have been living in the mountains of their demon sect for a long time?
Even... it may be several generations of people!
But they never noticed it! He looked through all the records of the Demon Sect, and no one had ever mentioned such a sect!
The little boy became more and more defensive. When the boy in red let go of them, his first reaction was to protect the bag behind him.
The young man in red glanced at his small movements, with the corners of his mouth curled up, and his narrow eyes, smiling with a hint of... weird enchantment, "You are quite affectionate at such a young age."
The little boy's face heated up at what he said, and he didn't bother to ask why his smile was so awkward. He said in a cold voice, "Humph!"
The boy in red didn't laugh at him anymore. He clenched his hands into fists, let go, and then clenched them again... He repeated this action back and forth, seeming a little anxious. After a long time, he seemed to have made up his mind and suddenly walked to the hall.
In front of the picture of eight horses hanging in the middle, he pressed the button and took out a thin piece of silk cloth hidden in it.
Unfolding it, the piece of silk cloth turned out to be very long, about three or four meters long. The boy in red spread the end of the silk cloth in front of Bao Bao and stared at Bao Bao's face closely, not wanting to miss any of her.
expression.
The little boy looked down and couldn't see the words clearly. His attention was first attracted by the pictures on the silk.
This...what is this!
The little boy couldn't understand the evil meaning of those gestures, but he could clearly see that these people were not wearing clothes!
Covering the silk cloth with a snap, the little boy's eyes were filled with coldness, "What are you looking at in the bag!"
The boy in red was worried about Baobao's reaction and casually replied, "You have nothing to do with..."
A loud "bang" sound replaced the last word in his mouth.
He was punched away by the little boy...
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