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Xiaobao stared at Order No. 18 and Order No. 7 on the ground with his big black eyes without blinking, and a rare trace of confusion appeared on his face.

Order No. 7, in human form, is a ten-year-old little girl, and in animal form, is a beautiful young zebra.

The name was Ling Xiaoqi.

She has a pair of very beautiful eyes. Her pupils are not pure black, but light black, the whites of her eyes are bright red, and her eyelashes are long and thick.

He has a good temper, speaks softly, and has a gentle nature.

There is always a bright smile on the corner of her mouth. She likes to bend her eyes into a crescent shape. Her light-colored pupils are gentle when she looks at anyone.

Xiaobao likes to see her smile. In the past few years, he likes to listen to her storytelling the most. Her stories are vivid and interesting.

Lingling No. 7 is Xiaobao’s fourth favorite person after Lingling No. 1.

Xiaobao's stiff gaze slowly moved from Order No. 7 to Order No. 18.

The Eighteenth Order, named Order Eighteen,

The human form is a handsome uncle of about thirty years old, and the animal form is a silly penguin, with a personality just like its form, simple and honest.

He stutters when he speaks, and like Lingling No. 7, he loves to laugh, and when he laughs, his eyes narrow into a slit.

But now, the smiles on their faces disappeared, replaced by hideous faces, shriveled skin, and bloody eyes, with only four empty eye sockets left.

Because their eyeballs were dug out!

Xiaobao touched his heart, and it felt a little stuffy.

After looking at it for a long time, as if thinking of something, he slowly moved forward several steps, squatted down, stretched out a small paw, gently touched Ling Xiaoqi's face, and called out in a baby voice,

"Order No. 7, Xiaobao wants to hear a story. Don't sleep in. Get up quickly."

Quiet~

Ling Xiaoqi, lying on the ground, did not react at all.

Xiaobao tilted his head, and poked No. 18 Lingling's face with his little claws like a cannon. This time, he spoke in a softer tone,

"Order number 18, Xiaobao wants to eat the braised fat goose, pork tenderloin, cherry meat, braised shark's fin, and Buddha Jumps Over the Wall that you made. Don't sleep in, get up and cook."

Quiet~

Five minutes passed.

No movement,

Ten minutes passed.

Still no movement.

Xiaobao had a pair of beautiful big eyes, which were filled with crystal clear little pearls at some point, but his face was still blank.

The little paw gently stroked the bloodstained faces of Ling Xiaoqi and Ling Shiba one after another. When it spoke again, there was a hint of sob in its voice that it itself did not even notice.

"Sister Xiaoqi, Uncle Eighteen, can you please smile at Xiaobao again, please?"

After hearing the cry, Ling Huchong, Ling Mumu, Ling Shishi and others could no longer hold back, hugged each other and burst into tears.

The past three years together, every day and night, training together, playing together, playing together, have already tied their ties tightly together.

Even a person with a heart of stone cannot be completely indifferent.

At this moment, Ling Xiaoqi and Ling Shiba, who had originally maintained their human form, suddenly turned back into their animal prototypes with a bang.

Xiaobao let the tears blur his eyes, but stared at the zebra and penguin on the ground without moving his eyes.

The thunderclouds in the sky stopped and solidified at this moment.

Next second,

Amidst the wind and clouds, a huge, terrifying vortex was rapidly forming in the sky.

The thunder in the sky seemed to sense the sadness of its master, and it exploded again and again without stopping.

With them as the center, black and purple lightning fell from the sky, hitting the ground, trees and all other objects.

Almost instantly.

This already dark and terrifying space, under the blessing of this violent thundercloud, directly formed a purgatory scene that was more terrifying than hell.

One after another, shrill screams spread from near to far and continued to spread to the surrounding areas.

Jian Jinge stood quietly, looking at the sky, without moving, nor stopping Xiaobao's actions, nor comforting it.

Every time a bolt of lightning strikes, space distorts for a moment.

Like the reflections of the inky pupils, intersecting lines are connected, emitting the mysterious power of rules.

Catch the eye in an instant.

Disappeared in an instant.

Come into view again,

disappear.

Over and over again, the layers of intertwined power of rules flickered in her eyes, disappeared, flashed again, and disappeared.

Jian Jinge was in a very mysterious state of perception at this moment.

Time passes little by little.

The raging thunder was calming down bit by bit, the dark clouds rolled by the wind were slowly calming down, and the terrifying huge vortex was subsiding.

Jian Jinge slowly withdrew from that mysterious perception, retracted his gaze, and looked down at Xiaobao who was sitting on the ground without saying a word.

Then he glanced at the faces of Ling Hu Chong and others. They all looked sad and dejected, with a dead air lingering around them.

Jian Jinge lifted one foot and walked slowly towards them. He squatted down beside Xiaobao and his eyes gently swept over Ling Xiaoqi and Ling Shiba.

He raised one hand and touched the zipper head of the clothes, accompanied by a crisp tearing sound.

Jian Jinge took off her outer cotton coat and gently covered Ling Xiaoqi with it.

At this moment, another tearing sound was heard, and a piece of clothing was passed to her from the side.

Jian Jinge nodded towards Jian Xiaobai, took it naturally, and covered Ling Shiba with it.