Next to the camp is the arena where the soldiers usually play and compete.

Yesiming hugged Gu Nuoer and had nowhere to go, so he simply put her on the table and sat.

This time, he raised his eyes slightly to see the little guy's round white face.

Gu Nuoer is still recalling what Ye Siming said just now.

She drooped her eyelashes, like the eyes of a star.

"Brother Siming, so, did you go and beat the gangsters to tears first, and then go back to save Uncle Bai Yi?"

Yesiming folded his arms, leaned against the ring, sniffed the sweet scent the wind brought on the little guy, and raised his eyebrows noncommittally.

Gu Nuoer's pink lips and waxy lips: "Wow, you are so powerful, the uncles are all hurt so badly, but you have nothing to do!"

Yesiming pondered, suddenly raised his right hand.

"It's still hurt."

Gu Nuo'er was startled, and quickly held his hands with two little white claws to check.

"Where's where!"

He coughed twice and said in a deep voice, "You can blow it, maybe it will be fine."

But Gu Nuoer tilted her head and did not see where the wound on her right hand was.

Finally, under the perseverance of the villain, I finally found it!

On the side of the palm, there is a very shallow and inconspicuous small hole.

It seems to be broken somewhere.

It's more like being scratched by a branch!

There is a hint of confusion on the little guy's pink face: "Brother Siming, is this also called injury?"

A blood dripping like Uncle Bai Yi is the one who gets hurt!

Yesiming's eyes were black, like the luster of an unsheathed blade.

His voice was cold: "Because of the pain, it is considered an injury."

Gu Nuoer blinked.

The little guy was persuaded by Ye Siming.

It hurts!

Add a touch of cuteness and playfulness to Gu Nuoer.

Yesiming smiled gracefully.

This was scratched by a branch when he was picking fruit, and when he was fighting a bandit later, he was not hurt at all.

Yesiming stretched out his fingers to wipe off the dust on Gu Nuo'er's nose.

This is so, the little guy still covered his nose and hummed aggrieved.

Gu Nuo'er was already delicate, but she bumped it again today, and now the tip of her nose still hurts!

Ye Siming frowned, and there was a hint of distress in his deep eyes: "What are you doing, drilling holes?"

The little guy looked left and right, covered his lips with his little hands, and whispered, "I was in my grandfather's house and discovered a big secret!"

Afterwards, Gu Nuoer whispered and told Ye Siming about her discovery of the dragon robe.

She proudly akimbo: "This must be someone who wants to bully grandpa or mother. Seeing that Nuobao doesn't catch them out, he will beat him up!"

Gu Nuoer waved her small fist, but was wrapped by Ye Siming and pinched it in the palm of her hand.

He frowned and said in a deep voice, "You don't have to do it, I'll do it then."

"No acridine! Brother Siming, I have to teach myself a lesson from this bad boy, hum, wait and see, Noble is not weak!"

At night, Bai Yi woke up in the tent.

His throat was dry and burning, and he called softly: "Water..."

Mrs. Bai fell asleep on his stomach, she heard the words and sat up quickly.

"Xiang Gong, are you awake? Do you want to drink water, wait."

She helped Bai Yi to drink a glass of water, Bai Yi's eyes were tired and bloodshot: "Where's Si Ming?"