The little princess was torn, and the demon emperor patched her up

Chapter 15 He put his hands in his pockets and burped
"The story of the braised pork is over."

In the front yard, Shang Bingjiu put away a few glove puppets.

The children watching pouted their lips in disdain: "What? Your story is not good at all! Who can't afford to eat braised pork? I can't finish the braised pork at home every day, so I give it all to the dog!"

"My family too!"

"We want to hear another story, the story of Hou Yi shooting down the sun!"

"There's no story about Hou Yi shooting down the sun, but do you want to hear about the story of the heavenly dog swallowing the sun?"

Although the children were a little dissatisfied, they still nodded obediently: "Then let's listen to the story of the heavenly dog swallowing the sun."

In the distance, sleeves were swaying on the stage and the singing was sounding.

The porch by the water is full of beautiful women with sexy hair and fragrant clothes, and both the host and the guests are enjoying themselves.

"In the past, the demons and humans fought for a thousand years, and the Sun Golden Crow chose to stand on the side of the humans. The demons were very dissatisfied, so a big dog wanted to devour the Golden Crow..."

In the garden, a young man in a Taoist robe and a flowery hairpin sat cross-legged, his sharp teeth pressed against his thin lips, his fox eyes crooked with a smile.

His shadow was reflected on the vermilion courtyard wall behind him, gradually transforming into some ferocious dog beast.

As the singing reached a climax, the dark shadow of the dog-beast grew bigger and bigger.

The children all looked up and opened their mouths in shock.

The dark shadow of the dog beast...

getting bigger!

Blocking out the sky!

...

Xiao Baojing left Qiu Yuejian, who was almost frightened.

——She is a piece of dead wood, so naturally she should go to where she should go!

She thought of a place.

kitchen!

Furong Town once trapped Qiu Yuejian.

Faced with Yaoyao, a small town resident who came to her doorstep, Qiu Yuejian would definitely choose to retaliate against her.

For the ancients, dead wood was firewood, and the place where firewood should go was the kitchen stove.

Xiao Baojing rushed into the kitchen and saw a pile of firewood next to the stove.

"Yaoyao!"

she shouted.

A weak voice came from the stove: "Your Highness, I'm here. I've been burning for three days!"

Xiao Baojing took a breath of cold air.

Fortunately, she arrived in time, otherwise Yaoyao would have been burned to ashes!

She quickly rolled up her sleeves and rushed to the stove: "Don't be afraid, I'm here to save you!"

The fire in the stove was burning brightly, and Yaoyao was being thrown in there as firewood.

Xiao Baojing quickly grabbed her ankles and pulled her out of the stove hole.

The little girl's beautiful goose yellow skirt was burned beyond recognition and half of her body was burnt, she looked very miserable and pitiful.

Xiao Baojing said awkwardly: "Isn't it said that spirits can fly on clouds and call the wind and rain? Don't you have any special skills?"

Yaoyao broke off a piece of red-hot charcoal from her body and said with a red face, "Does cleaning the house count as a housekeeping skill? If not, I can also burn myself into charcoal, use it to keep warm in winter, and grow a new body next year. My charcoal is different from other charcoal, it is very durable and smokeless."

Xiao Baojing: "..."

There is no need to tell others about this ability.

Yaoyao sighed, "Your Highness, you don't know that for low-level monsters like us, it's good enough to be able to cultivate into human form. It's impossible for us to fly up into the clouds and control the wind and rain. Only great monsters can have those infinitely changing abilities."

Xiao Baojing looked at himself silently.

So sad.

It’s bad enough that she dressed up as a goblin, but she’s the lowest level goblin!
"What are you doing here?!"

A few fat cooks came in from outside carrying vegetable baskets, and they thought Xiao Baojing and Yaoyao were thieves who stole food.

When they saw Yaoyao, a burnt-black girl, standing there with an innocent look on her face, her charred body still emitting small flames, several people could no longer hold back. "There is a monster, there is a monster!"

They screamed, dropped their baskets, and ran away in all directions.

Xiao Baojing knew that there were demon hunters in the county magistrate's mansion, and fearing that he would be caught by them again, he quickly held Yaoyao's hand and said, "Let's go home!"

The two ran out of the kitchen, and guards came from all directions to catch them.

Yaoyao ran and shouted: "Princess, what should I do? The fire on my body has not been put out yet!"

As they ran around, small flames and charcoal sparks ignited the curtains they passed by. When the wind blew, the fire spread across the prairie and even the houses and buildings began to burn.

The guards in the mansion immediately ignored the two of them and started to put out the fire.

The fire spread rapidly, and the entire county mansion began to burn. The flames dyed half the sky red, just like Furong Town in the sea of fire that day.

The guests screamed and fled, and the house was in chaos.

Xiao Baojing led Yaoyao through Qiu Yuejian's yard. The maids and servants serving there were all trying to escape. Qiu Yuejian was lying on the ground, struggling to crawl out.

Seeing Xiao Baojing, Qiu Yuejian didn't care about being afraid, as if she had grabbed the last straw to save her life: "Save me! Save me! I don't want to die here, I... I am a noble lady among noble ladies, I have a noble status, how can I die here..."

Yaoyao's blackened face was full of reluctance: "This person is really bad, Your Highness, do you want to save her?"

Xiao Baojing looked at Qiu Yuejian quietly.

Last night she inherited the memory of this body and knew what a bad heart was hidden in Qiu Yuejian's chest.

Whether the Fourth Princess ordered her to kill the original body, or it was her own idea, her methods were brutal and outrageous.

"Aren't you my sister-in-law?" Qiu Yuejian cried and crawled to Xiao Baojing's feet, trying to grab her skirt. "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, I am Yuejian. You often sent me purses and embroidered shoes that you embroidered yourself over the years. Have you forgotten? Please save me, sister-in-law! As long as you save me, I will allow you to marry my brother!"

The arrogant and haughty young lady from the county magistrate's mansion made a soft and mournful sound like a little animal.

"If it was Xiao Baojing in this world, he might choose to save you." Xiao Baojing said softly. She knew how soft-hearted her original body was. "But Miss Qiu, I'm not her. That poor girl died in your hands a long time ago. Didn't you chop off the hands she used to embroider for you?"

She broke away from Qiu Yuejian, held hands with Yaoyao, and fled the courtyard without looking back.

The fire raged.

Qiu Yuejian's heart-wrenching scream came from behind.

Xiao Baojing ran faster.

...

In the firelight, there were figures of people fleeing everywhere.

Xiao Baojing tried to find the peddler, but he was nowhere to be found.

The all-night run took a toll on her body.

Double images gradually appeared in her pupils.

As she raised her head and gasped for breath, she saw through the fire and smoke, a huge black shadow blocking out the sky above the mansion.

The black shadow's erect ears looked like a fox, or some kind of dog.

Xiao Baojing thought that she might be hallucinating.

Across the sea of fire, she saw the huge dog shadow as big as a mountain or sea slowly lowering its head. The eternal and mysterious pressure spread silently in this world, as if it had sucked away all the air, pressing her almost to her knees.

It bowed its head.

It was like he was smelling her scent.

Xiao Baojing's eyes went dark and he fainted.

At the foot of Julu Mountain.

The sky was like a curtain, and the black dog shadow was slowly opening its mouth.

The charred remains of a mansion were spat out.

The dog shadow became smaller and vomited out a group of unconscious children.

The last things that were vomited out were Xiao Baojing and Yaoyao, as well as the vermilion lacquered boxes and baskets filled with sundries.

A young man in a Taoist robe and a flowery hairpin suddenly appeared on the mountain road.

He put his hands in his pockets and burped.

The fox eyes smiled warmly.

(End of this chapter)