“…… What people!? ”

I didn't know that when I was just halfway through the words, I didn't know where to stretch out a cold little hand, and suddenly covered Pang Xiaodou's mouth, which made Pang Xiaodou suddenly hit a spirit.

At this moment, Pang Xiaodou's sight was still pitch black......

At the same time, Pang Xiaodou was not ambiguous at all, and subconsciously wanted to smash the backhand hammer in the direction of that arm, and at the same time he was already preparing to use the [King Kong Umbrella], he only had one idea now, immediately break free, and use the [King Kong Umbrella] to resist all possible attacks, in order to temporarily protect himself, otherwise he would be killed in such a situation where he couldn't see anything, it would be too embarrassing.

It was at this time.

"Shhhh

A sweet voice that was deliberately suppressed suddenly sounded in Pang Xiaodou's ears, and he said in a warning tone, and at the same time, there was actually a word "please" in the words, which did not lose the temperament and upbringing of that sweet voice at all.

But what made Pang Xiaodou a little stunned was what this sweet voice called him-Childe!?

Just these few small details instantly made Pang Xiaodou's hostility under stress disappear a lot, and he really put down the war hammer and stood quietly in place, quietly waiting for the dizziness and blindness to disappear.

He could feel that this sweet voice should not be hostile to him.

Sure enough, after he calmed down, the cold little hands slowly let go, but they left a faint fragrance on Pang Xiaodou's lips.

……

After a while, Pang Xiaodou finally regained his sight, and the dizziness disappeared.

At this time, he saw a figure standing 2 steps away from him, wearing a crimson traditional hanbok unique to the Kimchi Kingdom, which is a kind of clothing that is a fusion of the Hanfu of the Tang Dynasty of the Celestial Dynasty and the traditional national costume of the Kimchi Kingdom during the ancient Silla Kingdom of Kimchi.

Hanbok is characterized by a short top, a long skirt with a thin top and a thick bottom, and the curves of the wide sleeves, the white placket, and the shape of the long skirt have both curves and straight lines, making it look dignified and elegant.

But Pang Xiaodou actually wanted to say.

Although the hanbok is beautiful, it is still a kind of clothing that absorbs the essence of the Tang Dynasty Hanfu, and finally formed, although the Great Celestial Empire is slightly declining in modern history, it still cannot erase the influence of the superpower civilization of the Celestial Empire on the whole world for 5,000 years, not to mention that now, the Celestial Empire is struggling to rise with an irresistible trend, which is a fact that all countries and races in the world are witnessing.

It is only a matter of time before the Great Celestial Empire returns to its peak!

And as a Celestial Empire, I am proud!

But at this moment, of course Pang Xiaodou would not talk to such a girl who was not a player at first glance, he had not been an angry young man for many years.

"Who are you? What kind of place is this? ”

Pang Xiaodou subconsciously asked the question in his heart.

He could see that he was now in a fresh and elegant girl's boudoir, which was reflected in the neat mattress that also exuded a faint fragrance, or the polished bronze mirror dresser, and the half-embroidered handkerchief on the log table.

"Childe, please don't be impatient."

After the hanbok girl glanced at him very shyly, she showed a smile like a lady, and then sat back on the stool, picked up the half-embroidered handkerchief, and said lightly, "The slave family is the person in the painting, and the son has already seen it, has he forgotten it so quickly?" ”

"The man in the painting?"

Pang Xiaodou was stunned for a moment, and then remembered the eleven girls dressed in flowers he had seen in the mural before, the eleven girls were dressed in different colors, but they were indeed wearing hanbok, and there was indeed such a girl wearing crimson hanbok.

"This, don't I ......"

Pang Xiaodou suddenly realized a problem.

"Childe guessed right, now Childe is already in the painting realm, and like the slave family, he has become a prisoner of the ironclad gods, and he will never escape."

The hanbok girl nodded slightly, affirming Pang Xiaodou's guess.

"How did I get in?"

Pang Xiaodou thought about it and asked, of course he knew that his experience must be inevitably related to the "Sanskrit Soul Snatching Array", and the iron-armored god in the mouth of the Hanfu girl must be the true body of the statue enshrined in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, but some details of entering the painting still need to be verified.

"Why did Childe ask knowingly, didn't Childe first understand Ah Zi's hint, and then Yi Bo Yuntian, and immediately ordered his maid to touch the 'Sanskrit Soul Snatching Array' to enter here, intending to help Ah Zi fulfill his last wish?"

The Hanbok girl raised her head, looked at Pang Xiaodou suspiciously, and asked rhetorically.

"Xiao Zi?"

Pang Xiaodou was stunned for a moment, and instantly understood, "You mean that black shadow?" ”

"Exactly, Ah Zi is the youngest sister among us, originally our twelve sisters were trapped here together, although it was boring and tight but carefree, the iron armor god still treated us well, but one day, a swordsman surnamed Jin entered this Satsuma Temple by chance, and inadvertently touched the 'Sanskrit Soul Snatching Array' into this painting realm."

The Hanbok girl sighed, and then said, "Ah Zi is the youngest, lively and the most impulsive, when the swordsman surnamed Jin came, he happened to go to Ah Zi's boudoir first, but I didn't expect Ah Zi to see that the swordsman was born Kong Wu powerful, and quite chivalrous, and fell in love with him at first sight." ”

"That night, Ah Zi slept with the swordsman surnamed Jin and hid him in the boudoir, and even our other sisters were hidden by her."

"A few days later, the swordsman surnamed Jin was finally lonely, and despite Ah Zi's admonition, he sneaked out of the boudoir and wandered around the courtyard for a while, until our sisters bumped into it, Ah Zi blushed and told us this big secret, and begged us not to tell the ironclad gods."

"We have a deep sisterhood, naturally we have never betrayed Ah Zi, but after all, the ironclad god man is a fairy-like existence, he returned and walked around the garden, and he smelled the smell of the living, and then summoned us, and saw that Ah Zi, a stupid girl, no longer hung her hair, but coiled up a cloud bun, and was immediately recognized by the ironclad god."

"The swordsman surnamed Jin was quickly arrested and strangled to death with an iron chain, while Ah Zi was also cut off by the ironclad god because he broke the rules, and his head was hidden, and he ended up with a tragic end......"