The little sweetheart dressed as the ghost king

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When eating at night, the atmosphere on the table was a bit strange, only Xiji was still talking to his grandmother who kept telling him, and everyone else was eating quietly.

Returning to the room after dinner, Xiji was just about to count the things they were going to take away, but was stopped by the Night King. Xiji looked at the expressionless Night King, thinking that he was going to do something wrong again. Give him a reprimand so he doesn't run around in heat.

The Night King didn't wait for him to speak, and said solemnly and directly: "Something happened, we can't wait until tomorrow, we have to leave today."

Xiji was a little surprised, then quickly recovered and nodded.

So, that night, when the night was dark and the wind was high, two vague figures sneaked out of the patriarch's house and walked towards the outside of the village.

At the same time, a group of soldiers and horses rushed towards this quiet mountain village.