Xiao Ao had a hunch that he would miss something.

The hare wrote two words in front of him: It's okay.

"Nothing? You're fine, but I'm bored waiting here, so why don't you take me! ”

The hare's eyes showed contempt, and he wrote quickly:

I've asked, but you don't go!

Xiao Ao: "......"

·

The Hall of the Kasbah.

The witch walked up behind the little princess, leaned over her delicate neck, and asked again, in an affectionate gesture:

"What tunes do you like?"

The little princess looked at Lan Shuying pleadingly.

"Don't look at anyone else, my dear, I'm asking you, only you......" The witch slowly raised a strand of blonde hair, and her smiling face looked gentle and strange in the shadow of the lamp.

Ah, orange in orange...... Lan Shuying muttered secretly, but it didn't affect her eyes wide.

The little princess is not used to this kind of "closeness" and subconsciously wants to avoid it.

So the strands of hair straightened.

With the witch's sneer, the little princess hissed in pain, and dark red blood quickly oozed from the roots of her hair.

The witch let go of her hand, and her hair slammed back.

Of course, there are also those who are unfortunate to fall.

The little princess covered her wounds, filled with physiological tears.

It seemed that she had just realized that the owner of this place probably didn't really like her...... Blue eyes showed horror and a faint grievance, and she turned back to look for the door.

Unfortunately, no.

Five minutes ago, they had walked into the hall through the Lingge Gate.

Now there is only one wall there, not only the doors are gone, but all the windows have been reduced to frescoes painted to scale.

She's locked up here......

"Baby, when I ask you, it's very rude for you not to answer." The witch raised her hand, a blonde hair between her fingers.

She smiled and said, "Yes, there will be a punishment." ”

"Next question...... What kind of food do you like? I will instruct the kitchen to serve you the most satisfying dinner. ”

Lan Shuying seemed to have an understanding.

The witch was forcing them to speak, using up three chances.

Favorite music, food, it's all a minor issue. The other party doesn't run a homestay, will she work hard to get guests to give a five-star review? No.

So, it doesn't matter what you answer, it's ......

With each word, you are one step closer to the failure of the game.

The witch's gaze was very aggressive, and she swirled around the little princess's left arm, and the little girl was about to cry in fright, and her voice was like a mosquito...... Didn't want to eat anything. ”

"Oh?"

The next second, a loud grunt came from her stomach.

A person who is hungry should want to eat everything. But if you consider her vigilance after being intimidated...... She didn't want to eat what the witch gave, and it was a true saying.

"Do you want to lie, kid?" The witch laughed happily and gestured, "The lying child will be eaten by the monster!" ”

She conscientiously frightened the little princess, this time against someone's earlobe, and opened her mouth with bright lipstick.

The little princess may have been frightened, but this time she didn't hide.

Lan Shuying on the opposite side had a wooden face the whole time, and when she saw it now, she felt that the witch's actions were really exaggerated, like the actors on the stage were deliberately acting.

They haven't broken the rules of the game yet, and the damage caused by witches is relatively low. It's a drama like hair, it's not on the stage, and elementary school dogs don't like to play anymore.

The witch sneered, "Oh, I'm kidding you, you're really not cooperating at all." ”

No one answered her.

The witch put on a compassionate countenance and said:

"The little girl has been walking in the forest for many days, and I can't bear it, so I invited you to be a guest! A full meal is a must, and if you want to wash yourself before you start eating, I'm willing to provide hot water and a maid. ”

The little princess hesitated.

It's dangerous to be trapped here, and you can lose your life...... Even if she died, she didn't want to die dirty, that would be too unseemly.

The witch saw her intention and clapped her hands.

Step out of a ...... dressed as a maid Owl?

Lan Shuying thought to herself, she had seen a long time again.

Isn't this the fairy tale version of Brother Eagle?

"Brother Eagle" led the little princess to wash the incense, and there were still witches and Lan Shuying in the hall.

The witch looked at her for a while, and found something, and was not very satisfied, and said with little interest:

"Half an undead...... I don't like the taste of you. Or is she more attractive to me, a fresh and cute little guy, who wouldn't love it? ”

Then I thank you for not liking.

Lan Shuying didn't plan to answer her.

She also wanted to see what the witch could do, or pull her hair?

Suddenly, a golden light flashed out of the corner of his eye.

She found a cat trapped in a cushion by the fireplace.

The golden fur, each fluff is like a split gold thread, long, thin and shiny. One of the eyes is a clear golden brown, the other is dark and empty.

It stared at her intently, as if it had something to say.

When Lan Shuying solemnly looked back at it, the kitten turned to the fireplace, only giving her a back.

Lan Shuying: "......"

This kind of under-flattened style is a bit familiar.

She stood up, and with the difference in height, she was finally able to see the full details of the kitten.

The kitten's two hind legs seemed to be defective and shriveled up.

"What are you looking for?" The witch didn't care about her, but seeing her like this, she couldn't help but ask.

Lan Shuying chased to the fireplace.

Condescending.

She looked down coldly, and the kitten looked back indifferently.

Lan Shuying suddenly had an idea: touch it and try it!

There will be benefits.

A magical sixth sense prompted her to reach out.

However, just as her finger was about to land on the kitten, the kitten suddenly gave her a mocking smile.

Well?

Failed.

Fingers passed through the golden phantom, and it turned out that the cat was a phantom...... Is it?

She fell into deep thought.

"What the hell are you doing?!" The witch was a little angry, and lifted the hem of her skirt and walked this way.

There was no resistance from the phantom, and the fingertips naturally fell on the cushion, Lan Shuying's pupils shrank, withdrew his hand, and said the first sentence after coming out naturally:

"Your cushion is very special, I've never seen this kind of embroidery, and it works perfectly."

The witch froze in place, her anger extinguished.

She was skeptical, and hesitated, "Yes...... Of course my stuff is the best, how can you see ...... outside"

Lan Shuying returned to the table and sat down.

The fingertips still retain the touch they just had...... The cool, creamy, well-cut leather is taken from the highest quality parts and thoroughly dried to create its current appearance.

She smiled and listened to the witch's boasting, never saying a word again.

From this small fragment, it seems that a conclusion can be drawn:

The witch does not know about her own property.

Because, the flowers on the cushion are not embroidery.

That's a tattoo.

The stitches are smooth and delicate, and the results are stunning.

It must have been pierced with needles and needles while people were still alive.

So delicate and white leather, it should come from a delicate and lovely girl.

It's like the skin on a witch's face.

Young, pretty.