Vampire cute baby tomb robber

Nangong Xiaomiao didn't force him, and gave orders to the boys and girls in a decent manner.

Hei Si looked at the night outside, reached out and hugged him: "It's time for you to sleep."

"Well, let's do this first, you go." Nangong Xiaomiao nodded towards the boys and girls.

The boys and girls once again burst into tears, with gloomy little faces, crying was more terrifying than not crying.

The eunuchs who were waiting on the side were already trembling with frightened legs, and the wooden basins in their hands also made clanking noises.

Nangong Xiaomiao propped her forehead with soft fingers: "I really have nothing to do with you, go and come back quickly, I will miss you, meow."

"Your Highness, you have to take care of yourself!" The boys and girls were reluctant to let go, and ran into the vast night hand in hand, and they disappeared after a while.

Hei Si put Nangong Xiaomiao on the dragon couch, and brought the wooden tray from the serving servant.

Nangong Xiaomiao is basically obedient as long as she has money to play with, what's more, as soon as she entered the bedroom, Hei Si gave orders to have the dragon couch reintegrated according to the decoration of the Hei family's study.

As a result, black pearls, large and small, became Nangong Xiaomiao's bedtime toys, as well as various jadeite ingots.

Nangong Xiaomiao gasped, rolled up the sleeves of her pajamas, wiped the black pearls, and swung her two lotus root-like calves back and forth.

Hei Si bent down, skillfully took off Nangong Xiaomiao's shoes, and then pressed Bai Shengsheng's little feet into the water basin.

Nangong Xiaomiao was safe when she washed her feet, she hugged her big pearl very obediently, sat there, looked down at Hei Si, and didn't speak.

Heisi pursed her thin lips, stood up, took the white towel handed over by the servant, wiped her hands, and covered the quilt for the child who was a head shorter than herself.

"Hei Xiaosi, I don't want to be an emperor. My mother said that being an emperor is very tiring." Nangong Xiaomiao turned over and lay on the head of the dragon couch, dragging her cheeks with her two little paws.

Hei Si packed those little clothes for him, and she wasn't much taller, so she always felt a little funny doing these things, which made the eunuchs standing outside couldn't help but want to take a look inside.

Nangong Xiaomiao rolled with Yuanbao in her arms: "Why don't you be the emperor?"

"You should." Hei Si took the trouble to cover the little man with a quilt: "This way you won't be able to go back to Mount Qingcheng."

Nangong Xiaomiao thinks about it too, there will be a serious reason to stay in the capital, but the capital is not fun.

Hei Si knew what he was thinking without looking at it, and his eyes became obviously cold: "You don't want to stay?"

"The capital is not fun." Nangong Xiaomiao curled her mouth.

Hei Si put the villain flat: "Whatever you want to play, just let those little eunuchs accompany you, and take this place as Hei's house."

"Okay." Nangong Xiaomiao rubbed her big eyes, obviously sleepy.

Hei Si imitated how her father used to coax him, and patted Nangong Xiaomiao on the shoulder, her movements were light and gentle.

Soon, Nangong Xiaomiao fell into a deep sleep after exhausting her energy all day...

After he fell asleep, Hei Si stood up, walked out of the bedroom slowly, and came outside the hall.

"Archangel." The servant in the holy robe came over with a respectful attitude.

Hei Si glanced at him, then continued with the task at hand.

The servant hesitated for a while, and then said: "The evil dragon has been destroyed, and the devil king will not be born for hundreds of years. According to the plan, we should..."

Before he finished speaking, Heisi's eyes were like frozen ice, looking towards him.

The servant froze, and didn't dare to say anything more. He pressed his right shoulder respectfully, and stepped back slowly...

The boy who was following Nangong Xiaomiao couldn't help feeling cold when he saw this scene.

From the very beginning, he felt that Master Si was not an ordinary human being.

There are no ordinary human beings who can beat their souls with a stick.

He was always worried about the purpose of this person approaching His Highness.

Now he can see clearly that it's not that he has any purpose.

But heaven!

Heaven has always been thinking about exterminating the Demon Realm.

They even carried out a large-scale massacre of the Demon Realm while His Highness was not resurrected.

Fortunately, His Highness personally built the Wanmo Temple, and they couldn't get in at all.

This time, His Highness woke up from the chaos. They must have sensed the danger, so they sent someone to approach His Highness in advance. It's simply despicable!

The boy clasped his hands vigorously, and was about to sneak away, but when he turned around, he found that at some point, Hei Si had already stood behind him, tall and tall, handsome and extraordinary.

The boy took a big step back in fright, his pupils were flickering, except for the gloom, only the fear from the bottom of his heart remained.

What would this person do, kill him?

Unexpectedly, Hei Si just brushed past him, and calmly dropped a few words: "Don't talk nonsense in front of Xiao Miao, you know what the consequences will be."

The boy's back tightened, his hands and feet were so weak that he couldn't speak at all.

At that moment, he clearly realized the awareness of himself and the child in front of him.

He can't mess around.

As a result of messing around, I can only let my soul fly and annihilate.

Your Highness still doesn't know anything.

His Highness did not know where he went.

He must be vigilant.

The virgin boy thought logically, made a serious face, and shrank towards the bottom of the bed with a sense of mission.

If he hadn't walked with the same hands and feet, the scene would have been a little more passionate.

It's a pity that he even paced like a crab crawling.

Heisi glanced at him lightly, didn't say much, just put his clothes together and lay down beside Nangong Xiaomiao, with his hands interlaced on his chest, the golden light lingered around him, which belonged to the characteristics of an angel, from this One night gradually revealed...

Outside the palace, the night was getting dark, and the imperial palace had regained its original prosperity. Even in the streets of the capital, some people dared to open up merchant stores and started business.

The gods of death walked through the streets and alleys with high red lanterns, busy guiding all the dead souls to Huangquan Road, as human beings, they couldn't see this scene at all.

But Bei Mingxun was different, he walked all the way, the smile on the corner of his mouth became weaker and weaker, it seemed that the matter had been resolved.

The resentment lingering around will soon dissipate.

This meant that she was about to wake up.

Bei Mingxun lowered his eyes and glanced at Nangong Baiye in his arms, a gleam of light flashed in his pupils which were as quiet as ink.

Find an inn first.

but……

The feeling of being followed all the time is really dissatisfying.

Bei Mingxun turned his head, looked at the slender figure not far away, narrowed his eyes slightly...