Yan Bao didn't notice that the three older brothers were already messy in her show.

After the demonstration, the little one began to bury his head in the pit.

The sharp nails are like sharp blades, and the soil is naturally cut when it falls, and then gently cut out with force, and the small pits in the ground slowly get bigger and bigger.

By the time the three brothers had recovered from their senses, Yan Bao had already jumped into the dirt pit, and only occasionally could he see two little ones trembling and trembling.

It was so cute.

Feng Siling was relieved by an agitated spirit.

"Yanbao, come to the four-pot pot."

He's damned.

actually let the three-year-old Yanbao dig the pit alone.

Feng Xiaowu and Chang Huaiyuan also came back to their senses and hurriedly went over and jumped into the dirt pit.

"Yanbao, come to the five-pot pot, the five-pot pot digging is also very powerful."

Although there were no tools, the soil underneath had been loosened by Yanbao, and it was not difficult to pick up the dirt and move it to both sides.

Chang Huaiyuan just buried himself in work.

It was originally his own business.

And it's something that can't be known.

But Yan Bao is more active and serious than him.

Chang Huaiyuan endured his sour eyes and just dug the soil with his hands, regardless of the nails turned over, his fingertips stinged, and blood soon appeared.

Yan Bao, who was happily digging the soil, suddenly stopped.

Feng Siling and Feng Xiaowu noticed her movements and subconsciously looked at her.

Feng Xiaowu was in a hurry.

"Yanbao, what's wrong?"

Feng Siling looked around first and found no abnormality.

"Yanbao, is someone coming?"

These words made Chang Huaiyuan subconsciously look around, and his eyes swept over the body of Princess Chang Luo, who was placed not far away by them.

The body was still there, and there was no one around.

Yan Bao blinked, but his eyes were fixed on Chang Huaiyuan's fingers.

"Huaiyuan pot pot, you are bleeding."

Even though there is very little bleeding, Yan Bao's nose is too sensitive.

And she was so sensitive to the smell of blood that she couldn't even control her throat from rolling up and down.

"Huaiyuan pot pot, Yan Baolai, you can rest next to it."

There's a lot of blood, and she'll be tempted to suck it.

But A-Niang told her again and again.

She's human.

Man does not suck blood, but mainly eats.

Chang Huaiyuan was also worried that Yan Bao was tired, he glanced at his two bleeding fingers and shook his head absently.

"Yanbao, Huaiyuan pot is fine, this little injury will be fine when the time comes, just go back and rest for two days."

Now they have to hurry, the sooner they bury the body of the imperial sister, the better.

Yan Bao pursed his small mouth, and his big eyes stared directly at the blood flowing out of Chang Huaiyuan.

The little guy couldn't help but lick his little mouth.

"But Huaiyuan pot, if you ...... The more blood is shed, the more the word treasure will ...... I want to eat it. ”

Chang Huaiyuan: "......"

Feng Siling and Feng Xiaowu are not calm.

Feng Xiaowu let out a frightened voice.

"Yanbao, why do you want to eat Chang Huaiyuan's blood?"

Yan Bao licked his little mouth again, swallowed his saliva, and told the truth.

"Yan Bao thinks the blood is very fragrant and delicious."

Feng Xiaowu was completely stunned.

Feng Siling was messy in the wind again.

Chang Huaiyuan hid his hands behind him almost as fast as he could.

The three brothers seemed to think of something, and suddenly looked at Xiao Yanbao at the same time and asked her.

"Yanbao, are you ...... Not human, huh? ”

Yan Bao frowned and shook his head.

"No, Yanbao is human!"

A-Niang said, she is a human!

She's human!

Feng Siling Brothers: "......"

Who is a good person who thinks that blood is very fragrant and delicious?

Zombies like it, right?

The three brothers almost unanimously thought of zombies, and then looked at Yan Bao at the same time, their mouths slightly wide open, their eyes full of disbelief.

Yan Bao tilted his head to look at them.

"Four-pot pot, five-pot pot, Huaiyuan pot, what's wrong with you?"

Feng Siling spoke with difficulty.

"Yanbao, what is your relationship with zombies?"

Feng Xiaowu nodded hurriedly.

"Yes, yes, yes."

Chang Huaiyuan also agreed.

"Yes, Yanbao, zombies like to bite people and suck blood, right?"

Yan Bao blinked and thought about it carefully.

"There are also zombies who like to bite and suck blood."

The three Feng Siling brothers are even more messy.

"Zombies? What is that? ”

Yan Bao tilted his little head and carefully recalled various types of zombies.

"The first generation of zombies is worse than ordinary zombies, they look very stupid, they walk slowly, and they are very uncoordinated."

"But the zombie elders are very powerful, very powerful, not only can they fight, but they can run faster than the wind sleeping pot and the pot fly."

The three Feng Siling brothers were completely confused.

Hell, zombies, these outrageous things, they've all seen them.

But I don't know what zombies are.

And there can be elder level.

Sounds like a lot of power.

The speed is fast, and it is estimated that the light work has reached the point of being the first in the world.

It's an existence that none of them know.

Yan Bao looked at the three elder brothers in a daze, and blinked his big shallow and bright eyes.

"Four pots and five pots, Huaiyuan pots, you guys go up, Yanbao will be able to dig the soil pit in a while."

The three Feng Siling brothers once again recovered from their sluggish shock.

Then realize a problem.

They were disgusted by Yan Bao.

But they really can't work fast.

Because after Yan Bao finished speaking, he lowered his head and pouted his little buttocks and began to dig the pit again.

That speed...... They were stunned.

It is guaranteed that the rat who is the best at burrowing and digging is coming, and it is estimated that he will bow to the wind.

Chang Huaiyuan silently climbed up from the dirt pit.

Feng Xiaowu also followed.

Only Feng Siling remained, helping to pour out the dirt.

Feng Xiaowu said: "I'll go find some bigger leaves and wait for a while to pad at the bottom, so that she won't lie directly on the soil after a while." ”

Chang Huaiyuan pursed his lips.

"Little Wu, I'll go with you."

Feng Xiaowu nodded.

"Okay."

After a cup of tea, a large pit of nearly two meters appeared.

Chang Huaiyuan and Feng Xiaowu also found a lot of wide leaves.

Yan Bao climbed up from the dirt pit, and Feng Siling used it as a stool underneath.

"Five-pot pot, Huaiyuan pot, okay."

Chang Huaiyuan nodded hurriedly.

"It's hard work."

Yan Bao waved his hand, his little face was flushed, and the broken hair on his forehead was stuck to the white and pink little fleshy face because of fine sweat.

"It's not hard, it's not hard, don't be sad Huaiyuan."

Chang Huaiyuan endured the sourness and gently hugged Yanbao.

"Okay, Huaiyuan pot pot is not sad."

With such a well-behaved and cute sister, he is really not sad.

The death of the imperial sister...... It's inevitable.

Not yesterday, but tomorrow or someday in the future.

In fact, he knew that there was a day when he was sensible.

Not only the imperial sister, but also himself.

It's just that he is still alive now, and the imperial sister is walking in front of him.

Chang Huaiyuan hugged Yanbao, let go of her, walked to Princess Changluo's body to sort out her last appearance, took out a piece of jade pendant in his arms, and stuffed it into Princess Changluo's hand.

Princess Changluo's body was already stiff, and the jade pendant was stuffed into it by him.

"Sister Huang, you can rest well."

Yan Bao waited for Chang Huaiyuan to say his final goodbye, and immediately helped carry the body.

Place the person in the pit and fill it back with the dirt that was previously dug up.

When Feng Xiaowu was about to use the wooden plaque he found as a tombstone, Chang Huaiyuan refused.

"Little Wu, don't use this, I just remember the location."

Feng Siling echoed.

"Indeed, lest the people of Queen Xixuan find out the traces."

Feng Xiaowu nodded and threw the wooden block away.

"Then we'll clean up this side and make sure no one can see the problem."

The four brothers and sisters dealt with the scene, and waited for Chang Huaiyuan to kneel and bow down and leave quickly to go down the mountain.

He hadn't gone far when Yan Bao suddenly stopped and looked back.

Feng Siling also faintly heard the sound of horses' hooves.

He frowned.

"Somebody went up the mountain."