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It wasn't until dusk that there was a more unified statement.

The first is to arrange for the rest of the Wang family except for the guards, all of whom will be led by Wang Xing'an to evacuate the Wang family's old house after nightfall, and go to the secret palace set up by the Wang family outside the city to avoid the limelight, so as not to cause unnecessary casualties.

When the Ten Thousand Saints Immortal Gu and the old golden head came to attack with white ferocity and poison, the three elders of the Wang family directly led everyone to fight the enemy.

As for the few of us little guys, we weren't allowed to go to war.

But then we really couldn't defeat us, and we had carried it head-on with the white murderer and the poisonous zombie, and our experience in this area was far greater than that of everyone present.

So in the end, the three elders of the Wang family agreed to let us stay and help.

At the same time, we also arranged for Uncle Wu Mingming and Fu Ji to protect us.

In fact, they don't have to be like this, because with a dragon snow goose by their side, they are already very safe, and we have the little imp in black to help secretly, and the danger is not great.

But it is difficult to resist the hospitality, and we can only obey silently.

After nightfall, the noisy city of Chenzhou suddenly became quiet, as if the residents of the city had expected a big battle tonight.

At seven o'clock in the evening, there were no pedestrians on the street outside the Wang family's old house.

When it was completely dark, I asked Tianhong to invite Wang Ruomei to the guest room arranged by Wang Xing'an.

After entering the house, Wang Ruomei immediately asked impatiently: "What about Dingkun, why didn't I see him?" ”

Don't get bored!

I responded calmly, and then motioned with my eyes to Tianhong to release the black-clothed imp.

Tianhong nodded knowingly, and under Wang Ruomei's gaze, he briskly opened the innate purple gold gourd, and said silently: "The little ghost in black, Wang Dingkun, quickly appear and see it!" ”

After finishing reading, he gently put the gourd on the mahogany table next to him, and for a while, several people in the room stared at the gourd intently.

And Wang Ruomei's originally beautiful face instantly became very uncomfortable.

A pair of eyes shot towards me in confusion, as if they were silently asking me if Wang Dingkun was in this gourd?

Of course I knew what was in her eyes.

also understands how much confusion and incomprehension she has in her heart at the moment.

But I really can't explain anything to her at the moment, only after inviting Wang Dingkun out, I will tell her in person, so that it will be easier to understand.

Otherwise, if I rashly told her that Wang Dingkun had become a lonely ghost, I guess she would go crazy.

After all, her husband on the Long family's side just passed away, and now she has to accept the bad news of the death of her childhood sweetheart's old lover.

At the moment, I can only use my eyes to signal her to pay attention to the movements of Tianhong Hulu, but I can't do anything else.

Wang Ruomei saw that I didn't say much, so she could only move her eyes to the gourd on the mahogany table, quietly waiting for the story to happen in the next second.

Under the bated gaze of everyone, time passed bit by bit.

But the gourd on the table didn't move at all.

Isn't that a bit too abnormal?

In the past, when we were in danger, as long as we called, Wang Dingkun would immediately conjure up to help.

If we weren't familiar with Wang Dingkun, we would have doubted whether there was a black-clothed imp in the gourd.

But at this moment, we are sure that the little imp in black is definitely inside, but for some reason, he didn't come out in time.

It stands to reason that this is also a bit unusual, with Wang Dingkun's usual unaware speed, once he hears our dispatch, he will definitely appear in front of us as soon as possible.

But at this moment, nearly a minute has passed since Tianhong gave the order, and there is no movement in the entire gourd, which is really strange.

"Tianhong, what's going on?" Yu Bing urged impatiently on the side.

"I don't know!"

Tianhong muttered incomprehensibly, and then continued to shout towards the gourd: "Wang Dingkun, Wang Dingkun, don't hide inside to come out!" ”

"Stop screaming, I'm here!"

After Tianhong's call, Wang Dingkun's voice sounded coldly from the side of the curtain.

Everyone present looked at the place where the voice sounded, and found that Wang Dingkun, who was dressed in black, had come out of the gourd at some point, and was standing by the curtain at the moment, looking at us shyly.

He ...... Is he Dingkun? ”

Wang Ruomei shouted blankly.

Without waiting for us to answer, Wang Dingkun had already taken the lead in answering: "Ruomei, I am Wang Dingkun, don't you know me?" ”

"You are talking nonsense, Dingkun is the same age as me, but you look eleven or twelve years old at most, where is it possible to be Dingkun."

"What's more, you have a cold air, obviously not a mortal, don't coax me."

Wang Ruomei shook her head sadly and resolutely denied what Wang Dingkun said.

Wang Dingkun couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this, his face, which was as white as flour, looked even more terrifying at the moment.

"He is really Wang Dingkun, you have to believe me, the reason why he still looks like a child is because he was persecuted to death twenty years ago!"

I looked at Wang Ruomei with a sincere face, and explained in a resolute tone.

Wang Ruomei still shook her head in disbelief, as if she hadn't heard my explanation.

Seeing this situation, I can only continue to sort out the logical relationship, and plan to explain to her what happened.

But before I could speak again, the dragon snow goose on the side had already shook her head at me and motioned for me to go out with her eyes.

As for Tianhong and Yu Bing, they had already walked slowly to the door under the signal of Long Xueyan.

Looking at this situation, Long Xueyan is planning to give them a little personal space, so that the two of them can solve this 20-year-old grudge by themselves.

In fact, after thinking about it, Long Xueyan's approach is also a wise move.

After all, at such a young age, we don't understand those emotional things at all.

Imposing an explanation will only get darker and darker.

At that moment, he hurriedly followed the footsteps of the three of them and walked outside the house, leaving only Wang Ruomei and Wang Dingkun, the little ghost in black, looking at each other.

When the group of four walked out of the house, the moon was already high in the sky, and the night looked very peaceful and beautiful.

Because the Wang family's idlers and other miscellaneous people were all sent away, so after nightfall, the royal mansion of Nuoda was even more deserted.

Tianhong sat on the stone steps in the courtyard, crossed Erlang's legs, and asked with interest, "What do you think they will talk about?" ”

"You take care of people's homes, that's an adult's business, don't talk too much about your children's family!"

Yu Bing scolded unceremoniously.

Tianhong rolled his eyes and retorted in a yin and yang weird tone: "Yo, do you understand very well, aren't you a little ...... yourself?"