The beloved little princess arrives, and the evil ghost howls for mercy!

Yan Bao didn't notice that the three brothers' bodies were already messy in her display.

After the display, the little guy continued digging the hole.

The sharp nails are like sharp blades. When they fall, the soil will be cut open naturally. Then, they will be gently dug out with force. The small pits on the ground will gradually become larger and larger.

By the time Feng Siling and the three brothers recovered, Yan Bao had already jumped into the pit, and only two little ones could be seen trembling occasionally.

Very cute.

Feng Siling regained consciousness with a jolt.

"Yanbao, here come the four pots."

He really deserves to die.

He actually let three-year-old Yan Bao dig the hole alone.

Feng Xiaowu and Chang Huaiyuan also came to their senses and quickly jumped into the pit.

"Yan Bao, Wu Guo Guo is here, Wu Guo Guo is also very good at digging holes."

Although he didn't have any tools, Yan Bao had already loosened the soil underneath, so it wasn't difficult to pick up the soil and move it to both sides.

Chang Huaiyuan just worked hard.

This was originally his own business.

And it’s still something that no one can know.

Ke Yanbao is more active and serious than him.

Chang Huaiyuan endured the sore eyes and just dug into the soil with his hands. He didn't care about turning his nails over. His fingertips stung, and blood soon came out.

Yan Bao, who was digging the soil happily, suddenly stopped.

Feng Siling and Feng Xiaowu noticed her movements and looked at her subconsciously.

Feng Xiaowu was anxious.

"Yanbao, what's wrong?"

Feng Siling looked around first and found nothing unusual.

"Yanbao, is someone here?"

These words made Chang Huaiyuan subconsciously look around, and his eyes swept over the body of Princess Chang Luo that they had placed not far away.

The body was still there, and there was no one around.

Yan Bao blinked, but his eyes were fixed on Chang Huaiyuan's fingers.

"Huaiyuan Guoguo, you're bleeding."

Even though the bleeding was very small, Yanbao's nose was too sensitive.

And she was particularly sensitive to the taste of blood, and she couldn't even control her throat from rolling up and down.

"Huaiyuan Guoguo, Yan Baolai, please rest nearby."

If there is too much blood, she will be tempted to suck it.

But Aniang had repeatedly told her.

She is human.

People don't suck blood, they mainly eat.

Chang Huaiyuan was also worried that Yan Bao was tired. He glanced at his two bleeding fingers and shook his head indifferently.

"Yan Bao, Huaiyuan Guoguo is fine. This minor injury will be fine if you go back and rest for two days."

Now they have to hurry up and bury the imperial sister's body as quickly as possible.

Yan Bao pursed his lips and stared at the blood flowing out of Chang Huaiyuan with his big eyes.

The little guy couldn't help but lick his little mouth.

"But Huaiyuan Guoguo, if you... bleed more, Yan Bao will... want to eat it."

Chang Huaiyuan: "..."

Feng Siling and Feng Xiaowu were both calm.

Feng Xiaowu screamed in horror.

"Yan Bao, why do you want to eat Chang Huaiyuan's blood?"

Yan Bao licked his small mouth again, swallowed, and told the truth.

"Yan Bao thinks blood is very fragrant and delicious."

Feng Xiaowu was completely confused.

Feng Siling was once again in a mess in the wind.

Chang Huaiyuan almost hid his hands behind his back as quickly as possible.

The three brothers seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly they looked at Xiao Yanbao and asked her.

"Yan Bao, are you... not a human being?"

Yan Bao frowned and shook his head.

"No, Yan Bao is a human!"

Grandma said, she is human!

She is human!

The three Feng Siling brothers: "..."

Who is a good person who thinks that blood is delicious and fragrant?

Only zombies like it, right?

The three brothers almost unanimously thought of zombies, and then looked at Yan Bao at the same time, their mouths slightly opened, their eyes full of disbelief.

Yan Bao tilted his head and looked at them.

"Four pots, five pots, Huaiyuan pots, what's wrong with you?"

Feng Siling struggled to speak.

"Yanbao, what is your relationship with zombies?"

Feng Xiaowu nodded hurriedly.

"Yeah."

Chang Huaiyuan also agreed.

"Yes, Yan Bao, zombies only like to bite people and suck blood, right?"

Yan Bao blinked and thought carefully.

"There are also zombies that like to bite people and suck blood."

The three Feng Siling brothers were even more confused.

"Zombie? What is that?"

Yan Bao tilted his little head and carefully thought about various types of zombies.

"The first generation of zombies were worse than ordinary zombies. They looked very stupid. They walked slowly and very uncoordinated."

"But the zombie elders are very powerful. Not only are they particularly good at fighting, but they can also run faster than Feng Mian Guo Guo can fly."

The three Feng Siling brothers were completely confused.

They have seen all kinds of outrageous things like ghosts and zombies.

But I just don’t know what a zombie is.

And there are also elder level ones.

It sounds very powerful.

The speed is extremely fast, and he is estimated to be the best in the world in Qinggong.

It's something they don't even know exists.

Yan Bao blinked his big, clear and bright eyes again when he saw his three brothers looking dumbfounded.

"Four pots, five pots, Huaiyuan pots, you go up. Yan Bao will dig the pit in a while."

The three Feng Siling brothers once again recovered from their daze and shock.

Then I realized a problem.

They were disliked by Yan Bao.

But their work speed is indeed not good enough.

Because after Yan Bao finished speaking, he lowered his head, stuck out his butt, and started digging the hole again.

That speed...they were stunned for a moment.

It’s guaranteed that the rat that is best at digging holes is here, and it is estimated that they will all be defeated.

Chang Huaiyuan silently climbed up from the pit.

Feng Xiaowu also followed up.

Only Feng Siling remained, helping to empty out the soil.

Feng Xiaowu said: "I'll find some larger leaves to put on the bottom later, so that she won't lie directly on the soil later."

Chang Huaiyuan pursed his lips.

"Xiaowu, I'll go with you."

Feng Xiaowu nodded.

"it is good."

In the space of a cup of tea, a large pit nearly two meters wide appeared.

Chang Huaiyuan and Feng Xiaowu also found a lot of broad leaves.

Yan Bao climbed up from the pit, while Feng Siling used him as a stool below.

"Wuguo Guo, Huaiyuan Guo Guo, it's ready."

Chang Huaiyuan nodded hurriedly.

"Thank you for your hard work, Yanbao."

Yan Bao waved his hand, his face flushed, and the strands of hair on his forehead stuck to his white and pink face due to fine sweat.

"No hard work, no hard work, Huaiyuan Guoguo, don't be sad."

Chang Huaiyuan endured the sourness and gently hugged Yanbao.

"Okay, Huaiyuan Guoguo is not sad."

He is really not sad to have such a sweet and cute sister.

The death of the imperial sister... is inevitable.

Not yesterday, but also tomorrow or some day in the future.

In fact, he knew that day would come as early as when he became sensible.

Not only the imperial sister, but also himself.

It's just that he is still alive now, and the emperor's sister is walking in front of him.

Chang Huaiyuan hugged Yanbao, let go of her, and walked to Princess Chang Luo's body to tidy up her last remains. He took out a jade pendant from his arms and stuffed it into Princess Chang Luo's hands.

Princess Chang Luo's body was already stiff, and the jade pendant was forced into her body.

"Sister Huang, please have a good rest."

Yan Bao waited for Chang Huaiyuan to say his final farewell, and then immediately helped carry the body.

Put the person into the pit and fill it back in with the soil dug out before.

When Feng Xiaowu was about to use the wooden sign he found as a tombstone, Chang Huaiyuan refused.

"Xiaowu, there's no need for this, I just remember the location."

Feng Siling echoed.

"Indeed, in order to prevent Queen Xixuan's people from discovering the traces."

Feng Xiaowu nodded and threw the block of wood away.

"Then let's clean up this place and make sure no one sees the problem."

The four brothers and sisters took care of the scene and left quickly down the mountain after Chang Huaiyuan knelt down and bowed.

Not far away, Yan Bao suddenly stopped and looked back.

Feng Siling also faintly heard the sound of horse hooves.

He frowned and spoke.

"Someone went up the mountain."