God of War: Supreme War King

They looked at each other and smiled, but they looked at the small dark shadow hidden behind the tree.

The little guy called "sining" had a worried face. His eyes looked straight from the side of the tree and looked at the "big beauty brother and sister" who didn't mean to leave. The whole face was almost wrinkled into steamed stuffed buns. He just stood up and made a serious matter: "I think we don't offend the river. You can't always look like such a spy."

"..." spies???

"Big brother doesn't look like a informer. How can he be a spy?" Shangguan Yuchen's rare good temper looked back at Gongyi without a shadow. "The big beauty sister is more and more different."

"Don't think I'm easy to cheat when I'm only four years old. You two don't look like fools. How can you look at a tree in a daze without blinking? People behind you don't doubt there's something behind the tree? My uncle said it's a meeting. You can expose me directly without winking or talking."

Gongyi smiled, "who's your uncle? He's teaching you a little girl like a monster. Say another word, the people behind are coming."

Sning looked into the distance with his chin in one hand, and immediately hid behind the tree. Then he came out from the back of the tree and blinked. The eyelashes on those eyes were slender, black and bright, as if they were alive with life.

Gongyi shadowless couldn't help teasing her: "Why are you still hiding behind that tree? Knowing that we stare at the tree without blinking, we're not afraid of" understanding "

As soon as Si Ning heard it, he seemed to understand something. He ran a few steps and stood behind another tree, but he didn't forget to stretch out his head and said, "I've given you the best tree to stare at. Don't shift your goal."

It was really interesting. Shangguan Yuchen then teased, "but the big brother thinks the tree you are staying at this time is the best one to stare at."

"The place where I was hiding was just stacked on the shadow of the tree. This tree is not as good as that one..." suddenly, the little girl's whole body was stiff and suddenly jumped out from behind the tree, and her face darkened on the spot. "It seems that you are deliberately trying to make trouble with me. How much money did my brother give you to buy you out?"

Si Ning's eyes were bright, his little finger pointed to Shangguan Yuchen, but his mouth was so high.

"How much silver do you think we are worth?" Shangguan Yuchen sighed silently. The little guy is really powerful. "You just stand here at a glance to make us lose the silver?... the people behind you have come."

The little girl stared at her round eyes and watched the figure looking for herself fall closer and closer in her sight.

Her eyes slowly drew back, a small hand pounded in the bag around her waist for a while, as if she had put something in her palm, then lowered her head, narrowed her eyes and smiled.

This strange move made them interested in watching a good play.

As the figure approached, a sweating servant ran over and seemed very worried in his tone: "Miss, I've finally found you."

In the green shade and grass, a little boy dressed in white clothes is no more than four or five years old, but he wears a light colored crown with a piece of suede white jade inlaid in front of the crown, highlighting his good identity.

The little boy was slightly taller than sning, but his smart and childish face was the same. A beautiful breeze blew his dark hair, and his clothes moved. His hands were held on his back. His calm and slightly proud posture was quite the opposite of sning.

Gongyi takes a sneak look at the people around him. The child's image looks like brother Chen.

However, this scene was broken in a short time.

The little boy hurried to sning and said in a very sensible tone: "Ningning, what my brother is arguing with you is a small matter that can't be on the table. You ran away in anger without telling me, knocked and bumped, and the small matter will become old..."

The corners of his smiling mouth wrinkled his whole face, making the voice sound sincere and careful.

Shangguan Yuchen on one side is rarely interested and silent. Is this the rhythm of my father beating you to death? Little things grow old. How much has changed—— A child is a child.

He glanced at Gongyi's shadowless belly. The king's children were more interesting than them. Then he turned around and heard sning's soft Nuo's voice with a crying voice: "if you can't find Ningning, brother, you will admit defeat and let me out... Those two people didn't let me hide well."

Sning raised his wrist with his mouth flat, but his eyes turned to the two men with a horse behind him.

The servants around him looked at Gongyi with a broken face, and then looked at the sky with two eyes.

Gongyi shadowless turned slowly. This scene made her feel strange. However, she saw that there seemed to be an obvious "cyan" trace on sining's wrist. Before she recovered, she heard the "brother's" childish voice shouting angrily: "bully my sister, don't want to leave like this."

The little boy ran to them, and the servants behind him followed him.

Shangguan Yuchen's eyebrows trembled slightly. His face was cold. He turned back and shouted to the little boy, "what nonsense?"

Although not very serious, but the action is sudden. Can an ignorant child accept the situation hidden in the indifference and cold?

"Brother" had a layer of bright red on his face. Suddenly, he was frightened. The red retreated and the White was beautiful. He staggered back two steps, "Dong" and sat on the ground.

All the servants looked at each other and straightened their bodies, but sining's action was faster.

"Wrong, wrong." she took her brother's arm. "I thought it was your spy."

The "brother" stood up, leaned over his head, looked up at the sky, and looked angry and speechless.

Sning grabbed Shangguan Yuchen's sleeve and Nuo said, "sorry, beautiful big brother, sning misunderstood..."

The little pink hand rubbed and rubbed on the sleeve unnaturally and unconsciously. It looked like at a loss, but Gong Yi had no shadow. Looking at the blue and purple marks on the wrist, he always felt that it was not so simple, just such a small child