The little sweetheart dressed as the ghost king

Xiji and Mo Shu squatted there tremblingly, watching the Night King use a terrifying way of venting, destroying everything that he could see around him in an extremely brutal way in an instant.

I have always known that the Night King's combat power is very strong, but I didn't expect the Night King's destructive power to be so strong. Xi Ji squatted in the corner and watched the Night King vent in fear. Persuade in the past.

While Xiji reprimanded himself for being cowardly in his heart, he looked worriedly at the Night King who was becoming more and more fierce in his movements. Just when he couldn't help but want to go over and persuade the Night King, the ink book beside him was still He hesitated and opened his mouth, "Master, let's stay away from adults. I think the Night King must have drunk too much today, which is why he became so scary. When he has vented enough, he should be fine. My father It was like this before, as long as it is vented.”

When Xiji heard Mo Shu's words, at first he thought he was afraid and wanted to find an excuse to go back.

Unexpectedly, when he looked at Mo Shu by the faint candlelight, he found that he was looking at him seriously. Obviously, he really thought so.

With Mo Shu's interruption, when Xiji looked at the still destructive Night King, he suddenly had a weird feeling of watching his own brat destroy the furniture.

Xiji shook his head, throwing this terrifying thought out of his mind.

Then he looked at Mo Shu, nodded seriously, and said, "Let's go back first, and don't let the Night King find out."

When Mo Shu heard Xiji say this, he naturally had no choice but to follow.

So, the two sneaked back thinking that no one had noticed, and went back along the way they came.

Until the figures of the two disappeared around the corner, the Night King paused for a second with his sword-holding hand, his eyes flicked over the place where Xiji and the others were hiding, and his movements became more and more violent.

Xiji took the ink book back, and instead of washing up and going to sleep as Mo Shu imagined, he took the ink book all the way to the kitchen.

Mo Shu watched Xiji start to get busy, very confused, and asked stupidly: "Master, are you hungry again?"

Xiji found out the materials he needed, and said to the ink book without looking back: "No!"

"Then what are you doing, young master?" Since you're not hungry, what are you doing in the kitchen late?Mo Shu didn't quite understand what his young master was thinking.

"I want to make something for the Night King to sober up." Xiji replied very frankly, and at the same time, his hands kept moving. It took only a moment to re-ignite the fire that needed to be used.

Listening to Xiji's explanation, Mo Shu nodded half-understood, and then thought that the Night King is so drunk now, it's time to drink something to sober up, otherwise if the school grounds are destroyed later, there will be no After venting something, I'm afraid he will violently beat others, just like his father who likes to beat his wife and children, Mo Shu doesn't want the young master to be beaten.

Having figured it out, Mo Shu immediately ran to Xiji's side and quickly helped him. After a while, he helped Xiji make a bowl of hangover soup, two plates of light side dishes, and a bowl of soft and delicious rice.

After it was done, Xiji looked at the meals in a daze.

Mo Shu looked at Xiji standing there motionless, a little puzzled, and asked strangely, "Master, what's wrong?"

Hearing his question, Xiji turned to look at him, and said with a tangled expression, "I'm thinking, how can I persuade the Night King to eat these things."

Hearing what he said, Mo Shu was taken aback for a moment, touched his chin, obviously stumped by this question, then seemed to think of something, his eyes lit up, looked at him excitedly and said: "Let's Take this, maybe the Night King is tired from activities and wants to eat something? Then we don’t have to persuade him!”

Xiji was shocked for a few seconds by his saying that children would want to rest when they were tired from playing, and then he couldn't help but be convinced by Mo Shu's statement. What if Mo Shu was right?

Therefore, Xiji, who was persuaded by Mo Shu's naive statement, immediately put all the dishes into a food box with some heat preservation effect, and then returned to Night King with Mo Shu under the escort of the guards. The campus where you are located.

It's just that the scene in front of them made them very disappointed. They saw that the Night King was like a machine that didn't know how to get tired, ruining the school ground to a mess, and he still didn't mean to stop.

Xiji held the food box in his hand, feeling a little worried.

"Master, why don't we just call him the Night King?" Mo Shu looked at the Night King who was still raging, even though he was as nervous as him, he knew that the Night King's expression was very wrong, so he suggested in a low voice.

When Xiji heard his words, he struggled for a few seconds, then looked at the night king who was getting more and more frantic in the field, and when he saw that he smashed the stone in front of him with another sword, he hit a stone hard. Trembling, I almost lost my grip on what was in my hand.

In the end, worrying about the Night King finally got the upper hand, he swallowed his saliva, gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and shouted loudly: "Night King."

Then, a flying stone fell in front of him and hit his feet heavily.

When Xiji heard the loud noise, he opened his eyes all of a sudden, looked at the stone in front of him that could kill him alive, and almost screamed out, but the moment he realized that the Night King was looking at him, he froze. I held back.

Looking up at the cold gaze of the Night King, Xiji showed a flattering smile, raised the food box in his hand in front of him, and stammered to him: "Night King, I made an order, Do you want to eat and see?"

After finishing speaking, Xiji wanted to beat himself to death, what kind of messy sentence pattern is this.

The Night King looked at Siji's cowardly smile with a bit of annoyance, and then looked at the food box in his hand that seemed too huge.

Seeing the Night King staring at him with murderous intent, Xiji was very worried about his safety, for fear that he would rush over and strike him with a sword.But soon, he saw the man in front of him beckoning to him, signaling him to go over.

Xiji's original worried mood disappeared in an instant. Seeing the action of the Night King, his eyes lit up, and he quickly ran in the direction of the Night King.

The Night King looked at Xiji who was running towards him like a puppy, the sword he had held so tightly was slowly loosened, and the stagnation that had been buried in his heart seemed to dissipate all of a sudden .

Seeing Xiji running up to him, with those sparkling eyes on his face, he said cheerfully, "Try it quickly, I made these specially for you."

After finishing speaking, Xiji looked at the Night King who didn't seem to want to go indoors at all. After struggling for a while, he found a slightly flat place, took out the food he brought and placed it on it one by one, and then looked The Night King said embarrassingly:

"I saw that my lord drank so much wine today, so I made a sober soup on my own initiative. These stuffs are also included."

The Night King's eyes flicked across Xiji's anxious face, and then looked at the simple dishes placed there, and sat down on the floor without disdain, picked up the bowl of soup and drank it clean.

Xiji didn't expect the Night King to have such a reaction. When he watched him drink the bowl of hangover soup, he thought inexplicably that the Night King must have never eaten like this in his life.

Xiji watched the Night King finish eating the meals he brought with a strange attitude. Before he could react, he heard the Night King say: "Let's go, go back."

"Ah? Oh, okay." Xiji didn't react at first, but when he did, he hurried forward to put away the bowls and chopsticks, and prepared to go back with him.

Before Xiji's hand touched those things, he was stopped by the Night King beside him, and took his hand along the way.

Xiji looked up at him strangely, not knowing why he wanted to stop himself.

"Let's go, there will be someone here to clean up." After finishing speaking, Xiji, who had no time to ask more questions, left.

Xiji was a little staggered by him, and was about to ask who was going to clean it up, but when he looked back, a few guards came out of nowhere and quickly picked up the dishes.

Xiji watched this scene with his mouth wide open, then turned his head to look at the Night King, looked at his unusually focused eyes under the candlelight, and felt the relaxed breath around him.

He happily thought that it was because of himself that this person stopped such manic behavior, and he was a little proud!

It's just that Xiji only dared to think about these joys quietly in his heart, and didn't dare to show it at all, allowing the Night King to drag him all the way to their residence.

……

"Wang, what do you mean?" Mr. Guo looked at Ye Wang in front of him and asked cautiously.

He knew that the night king lost his temper as soon as he came back last night. He was afraid that today's night king would still be angry and offend his brow, so he was very cautious when speaking.

The Night King didn't seem as irritable as he imagined. After venting yesterday, he also found himself impulsive.But, after thinking about it, he didn't regret it, anyway, no one could make him feel regretful.

Ye Wang said directly in a very flat tone, "Since King Qi's enthronement ceremony has passed, we will go back as soon as possible."

Mr. Guo still has some concerns about Ye Wang's way of not caring about anything, "If King Qi insists on staying, what should we do?"

Hearing what he said, the corner of Night King's mouth curled into a slight arc, as if he was very disdainful, "If he wants to stay, can I let him stay?"

When Mr. Guo heard him say this, it was obvious that the Night King had decided to leave no matter what.That being the case, we can only make a quick decision, and they can save a lot of trouble by leaving before King Qi reacts.

Since he can become the right-hand man of the Night King, Mr. Guo's executive ability should not be underestimated. On the day the Night King ordered him, he led the attendants below to pack up the things to bring back.

……

Sitting in the study, Mei Ji watched the news from the little maid under her hand, knowing that the Night King and the others were about to leave, and she packed up her things very quickly.

It doesn't matter if they leave, but what makes her feel bad is that no matter how hard she tries, she can't get along with the Night King during this time, let alone become the Night King's bedside person according to her master's order. up.

This made her a little annoyed and embarrassed at the same time. When she heard the news that the Night King and the others were leaving, she thought about it for a moment, and decided to report the news to see what instructions there were.