Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

"Not good!" Several young men shouted.

They were just about to dismount and **** it back.

Seeing Gu Nuo'er's little figure jumping, she hugged the cage in her arms with a "hey" sound.

"Brother Siming! The nest has been caught!" The little man's voice was sweet and soft, with excitement.

Ye Siming blew his whistle, and the black steed came galloping forward immediately.

The young man hugged Gu Nuo'er's small body, jumped easily, grabbed the reins in the next second, and sat firmly on the horse's back.

Looking at a few stunned sons behind him.

Gu Nuo'er was lying on Ye Siming's shoulder, and her laughter was clear and sweet: "Thank you brothers for the prey!"

After a short while, Ye Siming had already taken the princess and rode his horse away.

The son and brother were surprised and looked at each other a few times.

"So we were deceived? Let the princess come out alone to attract attention first, and Yongye Hou will attack from behind."

"It's like a cry from the east to the west."

Several people screamed in the sky and cried out regret.

The main reason is that the princess looks harmless to humans and animals, and that a small one will lower their vigilance!

After a while, Gu Nuoer and Ye Siming stopped by a small stream in the woods.

The little man looked at the two pheasants huddled together in the cage, with a sweet smile on his white and tender face.

"A great success, a good omen!"

After saying that, she started to pout her little **** and picked up a pile of stones by the stream.

He took out the thin thread that he carried with him and started to make the mechanism of the Eighth Prince Cult.

Ye Siming squatted beside her and watched for a while.

"It's too dangerous to do this. I'll hunt as much as you want."

Gu Nuo'er didn't lift her face, she looked round and bulging from the side: "It's not dangerous, and it won't hurt the little rabbit. The eighth brother said that it will hit their numbness, and if they can't run for a while, they can be caught by me. Slightly."

Ye Siming raised his eyebrows: "Why isn't it dangerous? Didn't I step on it when I entered the hospital yesterday? If I can't react in time, what should I do?"

The little guy listened to the words, thought for a moment, and then said with a sweet smile, "No, brother Siming is so good, how can he not react!"

Seeing her devoting herself to being an agency, Ye Siming's brows sank, and he didn't speak any more.

The wolf's intuition told him that this mechanism would do bad things in the future.

he does not like.

However, he didn't know why he thought so.

Gu Nuoer fiddled with the mechanism carefully.

Ye Siming let his horse go to the stream to drink water.

He stood beside the little guy with his arms folded, like a patron saint.

At this moment, in the woods opposite the stream, several dark shadows passed by.

Ye Siming frowned alertly.

In the silent woods, there seems to be nothing out of the ordinary.

The dappled sunlight in the autumn, projected on the leaves, only illuminates the splendor of green and golden.

But Ye Siming felt it very clearly.

The aura just now... is the remnant soul of a few evil beasts that escaped from the Shura realm.

Can they actually get here?

The Mid-Autumn Festival is over, but I still want to stay away.

If they are left to wander around, it will bring trouble to Gu Nuoer one day.

The little guy was originally tying a pebble.

Suddenly, he felt picked up by Ye Siming, and the next second, he sat on the back of a horse.

Gu Nuo'er blinked her **** and round eyes: "Brother Siming, are we leaving now?"

Ye Siming touched a horse's ear.

He looked up at the little guy, and Qiuyang showed a little warmth in the boy's lacquer-black eyes.

"Gu Nuo'er, I'll play a game with you, okay?"

As soon as he heard the game, the little guy became interested, and immediately asked Nuonuo, "Okay! What game is brother Acridine Siming?"