Zhimo had already affirmed that the other party really wanted what he got in the Treasure Pavilion, but he was forced to maintain that sanctimonious face, so he didn't do it directly to himself.

Glancing at the people around him, Zhimo was a little helpless, facing many covetousness, he was already struggling, and now he was caught by them, it seems that he can only admit it.

"Xiaomo, I don't feel like they're good people!" Xiaoshu secretly said to Zhimo.

"Well, what you said is not wrong at all, they are not good people, you have to be careful in the future, everyone except me must be careful to watch out, you know?"

Zhimo took the opportunity to give Xiaoshu a wake-up call, he was going to go back to that place in the future, and now Xiaoshu is no longer the way he used to be when he couldn't touch anything, and it would still be dangerous if he didn't pay attention.

"Xiaomo, why does he call you the Fourteenth Prince? Are you fourteenth? Is he an offering to your family? Xiaoshu asked suspiciously.

Is this what his people are all like? Obviously, his status is noble and should be respected and supported, but all he gets is indifference and oppression...... Did he come here like this before?

"Well, yes." Zhimo answered twice.

Fourteen......

He hadn't heard that in a long time.

"Fourteen Princes don't have to have such an attitude, this is also for the sake of your safety." The old man raised his eyebrows slightly, and his tone was very flat.

"Heh~" Zhimo gave him a mocking look.

Hypocritical! A fourteenth son, I don't see that he has half a bit of respect and courtesy, and he said so much, isn't it just to let him take things out obediently?

It's a pity that the little book of the demon pill has been refined, and he can't take it out if he wants to, besides, even if he really has it, he won't hand it over!

"It's not safe here, and we have to bother my son to go back with us." The second worship still said with a smile, but he didn't see his eyes.

Old Puff!

Very good!

And that person, this account, he wrote down!

With a deep breath, Zhimo put away the dagger, flicked the dust on the placket, and said in an indifferent tone and with a very arrogant attitude: "Lead the way." ”

The corners of Xiaoshu's mouth twitched, this look is a bit similar to Luo Mingxiao!

The eyes of the second worshipper flashed slightly, and after looking at Zhimo a few times, his expression did not change: "The fourteenth prince, please." ”

As he spoke, the second worshipper raised his voice and said sternly to the people on the side: "Be careful, the safety of the fourteenth prince cannot be missed, and you can't be sloppy at all!" ”

Zhimo snorted slightly coldly and followed them calmly.

Since the situation is destined for him to go back, it is better to be happy, and save them from getting some more moths to rectify him and increase the pain.

The group hadn't gone far before they encountered a group of people, the same group that surrounded Zhimo at the beginning.

In order to compete for the ink before, they had a dispute with others, and lost a few people, but now there are only a dozen left, and the two sides stand together, and they all look similar, but compared to the strength, it is obviously stronger than the two worshippers.

Seeing that Zhimo was surrounded in the middle, they naturally thought that Zhimo had been caught.

The masked man led by him was a little unwilling, he chased Zhimo for so long and spent so much effort, but when he was about to get it, he flew, how could he be willing!

"Yo~ a few, what a coincidence." Zhimo looked at the other party and said hello nonchalantly.

"Xiaomo, were you poisoned by Luo Qingyun?" The little book couldn't bear to cover his eyes.

Resemble! It's so similar!

That look, that tone, is exactly the same as Luo Mingxiao!