Without waiting for Ning Tingchen to answer, Sui Bao said to himself: "Don't worry, I still have to go to school, and I can't go out with my third brother." ”

As she spoke, she changed her words and asked, "Dad will agree to let me send my third brother, right?" ”

Ning Tingchen's eyes moved slightly, "Just send it?" ”

Sui Bao repeated his words, "Just send it." ”

After the father and daughter looked at each other, Ning Tingchen nodded, did not put Nian Bao down, but held him and strode towards the direction where Ning Ziyan left.

His legs were long, one step was equivalent to three or four steps of a small milk ball, and he soon caught up with Ning Ziyan, who had just been pushed onto the deck.

Without waiting for him to ask anything, Sui Bao hurriedly said, "Third brother, wait a minute, I have something to give you." ”

Ning Tingchen saw her reach for the schoolbag behind her, and immediately guessed something, bent down to put the little milk ball on the ground, and helped her take off the schoolbag, take out the yellow table paper inside, and spread it on the alley next to her.

Taking the bald brush he handed over, Sui Bao smiled sweetly at him, "Thank you, Dad." ”

Ning Tingchen raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled noncommittally.

He obviously didn't say anything, but the little milk group seemed to hear him asking: "Don't you say that Dad is bad at this time?" ”

With a hot face, Sui Bao smiled embarrassedly, and didn't care to appease the old father's broken heart, which was broken and broken and put together, and quickly focused on drawing talismans.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one noticed with her back to everyone, she sneaked the little finger that was least noticeable to her mouth, and her little teeth were tightened fiercely, and blood beads poured out of the wound at the same time as the pain hit.

She quickly clicked on the several pieces of rune paper she had written, and the rune paper absorbed the blood and glowed with a dazzling golden light in the dim light.

Sui Bao's little face suddenly collapsed.

It's over, I can't hide it now.

"Suibao, you!" Old Man Ning used to be a member of the Xuanmen, and his perception of Xuanli was more sensitive, and he immediately discovered the clues.

just thought of the reason why the little granddaughter did this, so she swallowed back the words she wanted to speak, and her slightly cloudy eyes were full of distress.

Ning Tingchen also sensed that something was wrong, and when he came up to look, Sui Bao had already turned around with a few talismans.

She grasped the rune paper with her little hand, and her injured little finger was cushioned at the bottom, and she couldn't see the clue at all.

"Dad, you and grandpa wait for me, I'll go up and help the third brother heal his injuries." Hurriedly dropping a word, Sui Bao grabbed the charm and ran to the deck.

If he didn't know Ning Ziyan's temper and knew that he would never let Sui Bao follow him, Ning Tingchen would definitely subconsciously get people back.

Listening to the sound of the deck being trampled on by the little feet, Ning Ziyan helplessly hooked his lips and advised: "Run slower and be careful of your step." ”

"The treasure won't fall!" The voice of the little milk group answering, listening to a little bit of breathlessness.

Obviously, she has a super big opinion about going out today without her.

It was only for one reason or another that there was no seizure.

Running in front of Ning Ziyan in one breath, Sui Bao took out a few of the charms with the same runes and handed them to him, and said angrily: "This is a peace charm, the third brother knows how to use it, right?" ”

As she spoke, without waiting for Ning Ziyan to answer, she sandwiched the remaining piece of talisman paper between her index finger and middle finger and read the words with a small face.

As the copy spontaneously combusted without wind, a golden light visible to the naked eye flew towards Ning Ziyan and landed on his lap.

The sharp pain hit, and although he held back the cry of pain, his face gradually turned pale uncontrollably, and beads of sweat soon oozed from his forehead.

"Third brother, are you okay?" Sui Bao originally tried it with the idea of gambling, thinking that even if it didn't work, there would be no side effects.

But now seeing Ning Ziyan's pale face, she realized that she had caused trouble.

She hurriedly ran over and lifted the blanket on Ning Ziyan's legs, wanting to check on his injuries.

Before he could make the next move, his little hand was caught by Zhou Chongjin, who rushed over.

He couldn't cry or laugh, "Little Ancestor, are you really going to pick up your brother's pants?" ”

"Years of treasure don't." The little milk group hurriedly explained and let go decisively.

Although she is young, she also knows that picking other people's pants is a very bad thing, and she is a good child who would not do that.

Afraid that Zhou Chongjin would misunderstand her, Sui Bao added: "The third brother is injured, and Sui Bao just wanted to heal him." ”

Speaking of this, she lowered her head in some frustration, "It's Sui Bao who is too stupid to help the third brother." ”

"Suibao, my leg seems to be better."