Hell, run away, the little milk baby is coming to the underworld again.

Meng Leshan saw that as soon as his granddaughter turned around, someone appeared on the ground.

"Where did this person... come from?"

Drilled out of the ground? It definitely didn't fall from the sky, because there were no holes in the tent.

In fact, if Duan Wuhen hadn't mentioned the second prince of Tunisia, Xiao Yanbao would have forgotten that Bakken was still in his wishful bag.

"Grandpa, just think that he came out of the ground." Xiao Yanbao said with a smile.

Buchan woke up after taking out the wishful bag.

He rubbed his eyes and felt that he had slept for a long time.

Where is he?

Duan Wuhen saw the second prince of Tunisia suddenly appearing and exclaimed: "Where did he come from?"

Ye Zeyan snickered in his heart, Grandpa, don't make a fuss, you won't be surprised if you are surprised in the future.

As for you two, do you regret it? But it's too late, my sister is the nemesis of you people.

"Bakken, Duan Wuhen said that our Lan Kingdom's national treasure, the Golden Ou Cup, is with you. Can you hand it over?"

Bakken looked around and his eyes fell on Duan Wuhen, "What did he say? He is talking nonsense. I know that there is a Jinou Cup, the national treasure of Lan State, but I have never seen it."

Duan Wuhen became anxious on the spot. He hoped that this information would be buried with his old friend.

"The Jin Ou cup was sent by Shanda people to give to Bakken personally. He lied."

"What you sent me was just a box with a golden cup, and inside was a letter." Bakken said.

Ye Zeyan: Fortunately, Duan Wuhen was not killed with a sword, but something went wrong.

The two people were so angry that they didn't look like they were telling lies.

Xiao Yanbao watched the two people arguing with a smile. Duan Wuhen was probably tricked by Sheng Wenbo.

Although she didn't use the True Word Talisman on Bakken, she believed in Bakken's words.

"Brother, this traceless part seems to be of no use anymore."

Ye Zeyan: Got it.

He picked up Duan Wuhen and walked out of the camp.

My sister is too young to do such bloody things in front of her.

Outside the camp, Ye Zeyan chopped off Duan Wuhen's head.

Duan Wuhen never figured out where the Jin Ou Cup was until his death.

He was unwilling to die, his soul was jumping up and down inside and outside the camp, sometimes trying to strangle Baken, sometimes trying to sneak attack Ye Zeyan.

But it can't hurt anyone at all.

Xiao Yanbao found it annoying that he was jumping around in front of his eyes. Since Black and White Wuchang won't come to catch you, I will waste a talisman and send you to the underworld.

While offering the talisman, Xiao Yanbao muttered: "Just be glad that you died here, otherwise you wouldn't be qualified to go to the underworld."

Duan Wuhen’s ghost, do I still have to thank you?

Black and White Wuchang was on duty today. The two of them had just sat down to drink a cup of tea when suddenly a ghost fell down and hit the table in front of them.

The teapot was overturned and the teacup was broken.

"Who? Don't want to live anymore?" Hei Wuchang said angrily.

He got this tea from the King of Hell. It was just a little bit, and it was wasted before he could drink it.

This was Duan Wuhen's first time in the underworld, and the ghosts were so frightened that they trembled.

He was already dead, could he come back alive if he wanted to?

Bai Wuchang smiled, but he picked up Duan Wuhen's soul with his hand, took out the mourning stick and beat Duan Wuhen hard.

Duan Wuhen was almost beaten to death.

This was so frightening that he became afraid of laughter from now on.

How could he be beating people, no, he was beating ghosts, and he was smiling so gently.

"Tell me, where did you come from and why did you knock over our tea?" Hei Wuchang asked.

Duan Wuhen said with a flattering look on his face: "Two officers, you really can't blame me for this. If you want to blame you, just blame Yanbao. She was the one who threw me down."

Huh, I'm going to have someone to support me until I die, and these two ghosts will go and seduce the little baby's soul later.

"Who, say it again?" Bai Wuchang asked.

"Yan Bao, the little princess of the Lan Kingdom, she was the one who threw me down to hit you. You go find her to settle the score."

"Bang!" Hei Wuchang hit Duan Wuhen's soul with a mourning stick.

This ghost is really evil. He actually asked them to find Yan Bao. Does he want to kill them?

The king of hell is afraid of that person, so we dare to go to her to settle accounts. Do we think the ghost's life is too long?

Duan Wuhen was beaten to the point where his ghostly image became illusory. What I told you was all the truth. Why didn’t people believe it, and neither did the ghosts.

Why?Why?

"Old Bai, you said this guy wants to harm us, how can we 'take care of' him?"

Bai Wuchang: "Then throw him into the tongue-pulling hell first. He is not worthy of us brothers doing it ourselves."

Duan Wuhen was thrown into the tongue pulling hell.

Of course, Xiao Yanbao didn't know about these things. In fact, she just sent Duan Wuhen away casually, and she didn't expect to smash the black and white Wuchang's tea.

It can only be said that Duan Wuhen deserves to be unlucky.

Meng Leshan personally led people to arrest the person according to the name written by Lin Yao.

Originally such a thing did not require him to do it himself, but now he had to be more cautious.

There are a total of sixteen names written by Lin Yao. As for whether there are any that he doesn't know, he can only judge this group of people.

Xiao Yanbao looked at the sixteen people tied up with five flowers. Even if they put on the real talisman, these sixteen people would be enough to talk for a while. She was already so hungry that her stomach growled.

Just in case, she threw a protective charm at the sixteen people, "Grandpa, let's eat first, these people can't escape."

Meng Leshan patted his head and was so busy that he forgot, "Okay, okay, eat, eat."

Since there has always been a shortage of food and grass in Yushaoguan, even if the meal is prepared, the meal will not be served in the military camp without Meng Leshan saying anything.

Just when Meng Leshan was about to instruct the soldiers to bring the food to the Chinese army's tent, Xiao Yanbao waved his hand, "No need, we just go and eat with the soldiers."

Ye Zeyan also nodded, "Grandpa, just follow what my sister said and eat with the soldiers. We also ate with the soldiers when we were at Fengjia Pass."

A warm current surged through Meng Leshan's heart. If his little granddaughter was a prince, she would be a general who loved his soldiers as much as his son, who could strategize and win thousands of miles away.

However, the Lan Kingdom does not lack princes, but it lacks princesses. My granddaughter does not need to be a general, she can just be a carefree princess. In this battlefield, the matter of protecting the family and the country should be left to the men of the Lan Kingdom.

Meng Leshan brought his grandson and granddaughter to the kitchen. The soldiers were not surprised, because the commander-in-chief usually ate with the soldiers and ate the same food.

Meng Leshan ordered the gangtou army to deliver food to the soldiers on the city wall first, telling them to just eat when they are full.

Xiao Yanbao quickly stopped and said: "You can't eat enough. We haven't eaten enough for so long. If we eat all at once, we will burst. I guarantee that the soldiers in Yushaoguan will never go hungry or lack food in the future. No." , all the soldiers guarding the borders of the Lan Kingdom will no longer be short of food, as long as I, Yan Bao, are here."

Thunderous applause and mountain cries sounded in the sky above Yushaoguan: "The little princess is a thousand years old, a thousand years old, a thousand years old!"