Zaya frowned.

What Kasbah?

What remnant?

What are they talking about?

The little girl frowned and continued to eavesdrop.

"What are you doing?"

Behind him, a stern voice suddenly sounded.

Zaya was shocked and hurriedly looked back.

"Daddy...... How are you, just not ......"

"You were eavesdropping on me talking to my mother-in-law, right?"

Zaya shook her head hurriedly.

"I just passed by, and I didn't hear you say."

"Okay, let's go back quickly, I still have some business, so I won't be going home for dinner tonight."

When Zaya heard this, she subconsciously felt that her father's failure to go back had something to do with the "ancient castle".

She was curious, but she also knew that even if she asked, it would be useless, so she could only obediently turn around and go home.

——

In the dark forest, there are countless dangers and dangers.

In the thick darkness, a long figure walked slowly, he was out of step with the darkness, but he could move freely through it, and there were countless pairs of tigerish eyes staring at him in the dense forest, compared to the beast with sharp fangs and claws, this human-like man was not at all threatening.

The wild wolf bared its fangs, the cold moonlight was obscured by the heavy canopy, the saliva dripped, and the red eyes showed blood and ferocity.

It saw the opportunity, its hind legs tensed and leaned over and rushed towards the back of the figure, and at the same time, the fangs and claws were already aimed at the man's neck and back, it was already hungry, and it would not give its prey any chance to struggle at this moment.

The walking man didn't know anything, his slender and straight back was like a bright moon and green pine, the wolf was close at hand, the roar crossed the silent night sky, the man suddenly looked back, and in an instant, a ray of moonlight fell from the gap and fell on the man's body.

In the moonlight, the man's curly hair turned into slender snakes, and they followed the master's gaze to the wild wolf that was leaping towards him.

Dark purple eyes, darkness like an abyss, mist twisted into a whirlpool, it was a young man's face, pale as paper, lips red as blood, flashing with the moonlight.

"Bang ——!"

Something fell from the sky like a stone, trampled on the soles of the boy's feet.

With a little effort, the stones under his feet weathered and scattered like sand.

The boy continued to move forward, his steps were gentle, his posture was elegant, walking in this dangerous forest was like walking in the back garden, but those eyes hidden in the darkness couldn't wait to hide one by one, with panic and fear.

Somewhere in the forest, where stood a dark castle, the cold and graceful boy climbed the stairs, slowly stretched out his hand, and knocked on the gate of the castle.

"Crunch—"

A heavy voice sounded in the darkness, and inside the door, a beautiful and petite girl stood.

She looked at the boy and grinned at the corners of her mouth.

"You're back."

The young man turned his back, and at some point a pure white ribbon was tied to his face, and with the breeze gently flying, a warm and soft smile finally bloomed on his cold and arrogant face.

The boy stepped forward, put his hand lightly on the girl's shoulder, and spoke, his voice soft and clean.

"Ding Bao, I'm hungry."

On the dining table outside the kitchen, Jin Ting was eating wontons made by Ding Bao, listening to the sound of cleaning up and washing in his ears, and the young man hooked his lips slightly.

"Ding Bao, I want another bowl."

"Here we are."

The hot wontons were sprinkled with a layer of fragrant dried shrimp, and Ding Bao sat next to him and watched.