Quick Wear Peace

A tiger's head emerged from the grass, with a deer corpse in its mouth. After the whole body came out, the tiger put the deer not far from An Ning and called out twice to the back.

The grass began to sway again, and a little tiger walked out from it, and then two more little tigers walked out from behind.

The big tiger pushed the deer in front of An Ning, who was so scared that she almost cried. Fran walked in front of the tiger. The tiger growled at Fran and used its claws to push the deer in front of Fran.

Fran went back and told An Ning: "It wants to trade with us, to exchange this meat for the deer."

"Change, change, change." An Ning wished she could change it immediately and let it go.

An Ning was about to cry.

An Ning sat on the picnic blanket, turning her head from time to time to look at the tiger family who were eating roast chicken with relish next to her.

She poked Fran secretly with her finger, glanced at Tiger, watched Tiger look at her, and then turned back in an instant: "When are they leaving?"

Fran couldn't help but chuckle when she saw An Ning's little action, and whispered back, "They should leave after they finish eating."

"Yeah." An Ning sat with her back straight.

The tiger family ate all the meat and left leisurely.

The days passed by.

The King of Anningjue is becoming more and more crazy, and more and more girls are disappearing recently.

There were rumors in the palace that something bad was going on, and some said that they saw the king summon the girls, but they never came back.

These rumors reached the king's ears, and he was furious and killed those who spread the rumors. Now everyone in the palace is panicked and tense in everything they do.

There were also some people with poor mental qualities who had gone crazy and were also dealt with by the king.

An Ning followed the king into the secret room again, where there were more coffins.

They all surround the crystal coffin in the middle, and the crystal coffin in the middle also emits a bright light.

The man in the cloak was chanting an incomprehensible spell, and the blood around him slowly flowed into the coffin in the middle and disappeared.

The king was watching from the side, muttering over and over that he was almost successful, he was about to succeed, his eyes were bloodshot, his hands were shaking constantly, he looked very crazy.

When the light faded, the cloaked man stopped chanting the spell.

The king quickly ran to the coffin, his pupils dilated and he became even more excited.

An Ning walked over and saw the person in the coffin. His cheeks were fuller, whiter, and had a faint blush. If he was not lying in the coffin, he would have thought that the person inside was just asleep.

The person in the coffin next to him was pale due to excessive blood loss, and the flesh on his arms was stuck to his bones, which was inversely proportional to the person in the middle coffin.

The king walked back happily, humming a song and almost jumping up.

An Ning turned her head back and accidentally saw the face of the man in the cloak. She was so scared that she turned around and ran away.

What a face it was, the whole face seemed to be burned, wrinkled, eyes slanted downwards, mouth in an abnormal smile, and you could vaguely see his hands, which also seemed to have marks of burns.

An Ning ran to Fran. Seeing that An Ning was panting, Fran quickly poured him a glass of water and drank from his hand.

An Ning told Fran what she saw.