In Shuiyue City, Mu Ziding leaned against the alley wall opposite the garrison, holding a candy man in his mouth, and his eyes stared intently at a child.

At this moment, the boy was saying something to the soldiers guarding the camp, knowing that this child was the messenger he had 'spent' ten sugar men to win over at the cost of him.

"Uncle, this is what my brother asked me to 'hand' over to you, and asked you to 'hand' it over to King Chen. The child blinked at the soldier in front of him with a pair of large, bright eyes.

"Also, he said that he wanted Brother Wang to see it. The child's eyes rolled as if he remembered something, and quickly added.

Looking at the envelope handed over by the child, the soldier guarding the camp did not reach out to take it, and glanced at the child on the side with a frown, as if he was a little impatient.

"Go away, go away, barracks, where is your little cub messing around!" said the soldier, reaching out and pulling the child aside.

"Not everyone can deliver things to King Chen!" you ......," another soldier on the side echoed.

But before he could finish his sentence, he heard the child's slightly childish voice, which was not slow or hurried.

"Two uncles, the elder brother also said, you go to spread the word, even if it is a miscommunication, at most it will be a stick, but if you don't pass it on, ......" The child said in a serious tone, looking at the two soldiers in front of him seriously.

“…… If you don't pass it on and miss King Chen's big event, then you will be in danger of losing your head!" the child put away the innocence on his face, and spit out the words on his face almost without expression, and as he spoke, he made a gesture to wipe his neck.

Of course, this tone, as well as the movements, are all taught by Mu Ziding before, it seems that this child is doing well, but he is still doing a good job, and Mu Ziding, who is not far away, looks at it and nods with satisfaction.

“……”

“……”

When the two soldiers heard this, they couldn't help but shudder with that action, as well as the cold tone.

For a while, the two looked at each other and didn't know what to do.

Thinking about it carefully, this child's words are not unreasonable, if this thing is sent in, King Chen will see that it is not an important thing, at most, he will punish them for passing it on badly, and they will be beaten with a few sticks.

If it was something important, as the child said, it would be ......

Thinking about it, thinking about it, the two soldiers looked at each other for a moment, nodded more tacitly, and then a soldier took the envelope from the child's hand, turned around, and walked into the barracks without looking back.

"Uncle, don't forget it, King Hechen said he wanted to show it to Brother Wang. The child's voice was heard loudly behind the soldier......

Mu Ziding saw that the child had successfully completed the task he had 'handed over', and inadvertently, the corner of the 'lips' was satisfied with a beautiful arc, just such a thing, this is not solved!

He 'licked' the corner of his 'lick' and 'lips', and looked at the sugar man in his hand, this sugar man tasted good, I don't know if Qing Yang will like it, and he will buy more for Qing Yang to taste later.

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"Who sent this?!" King Chen looked at the note unfolded in his hand, his brows slowly twisted into a ball, and he asked the soldiers kneeling in the hall sharply.

"It's the soldiers standing guard and guarding the camp, and the people are outside the 'gate' at this time. "Someone comes and goes.

"Biography!" King Chen coldly spat out a word.

"King Yuchen...... This note is...... It's a child about the age of a horn...... He said...... "The soldiers defending the city knelt on the ground, and as soon as they entered the house just now, they saw the cold air on King Chen's face, and they were already trembling with fright, and they were a little overwhelmed.

"What did he say!" the soldier's rambling reply had already made King Chen impatient