The boy smiled and showed the two dimples on his cheeks, with excitement leaping in his eyes: "This is a game where ghosts are coming. Have you never played it? Xiao Wang is a ghost. If you can hide well and not be caught by ghosts, you will naturally survive. If ghosts are caught, you don't need to tell you what the result is?"

The ten people were stunned and stunned, a little unbelievable. They originally thought they were taken out to be executed, but they didn't expect that the tenth prince brought this place to play the game of ghosts. That was something that only children played. Now, they actually have to play with him?

"As long as we are not found, we can survive?" A death row prisoner asked incrediblely, unable to believe that such a way of life was placed in front of them.

"Yes! As long as you are not caught by ghosts, you will certainly be alive." The boy stared at the ten people happily, wrote down their faces, and the next moment, he pulled out the sword hanging around his waist, and slashed it out with a whisper, untied the rope on their bodies: "Okay, the game begins, you can run away quickly! I won't look at you, I will count to one hundred, and it will start!" As he spoke, he lay down like a child, lay on the body of the flame lion, and blocked his sight with his hands.

“One, two…five…”

Listening to the sound counting, the ten people were striking and ran in several directions. In a short while, they disappeared without a trace.

The guards following the boy looked at him without looking sideways, as if they had been used to the ridiculousness of the boy doing things, and they were guarding each one at a distance. Listening to the boy lying on the flame lion counting, but when he counted until thirty, the voice stopped.

The boy lying on the flame lion raised his head and narrowed his eyes, staring at the directions in front of him with a strange smile: "Where is it fun to play ghosts during the day? It will be exciting until it gets dark."

While speaking, he stretched his waist lazily, intending to let the person who was hiding go out to look for it when he was frightened. However, at this moment, he faintly smelled a scent.

"Who did you bring the baked R? Why is it so fragrant?" The boy turned around and glanced at the person behind him.

"If you go back to the Tenth Prince, I will not bring you any subordinates."

Hearing this, the young man patted the head of the flame lion and walked forward, saying, "You all are waiting here! Don't run around without Xiao Wang's instructions."

"Yes." The guards responded respectfully, watching him ride the flame lion inside.

"Is it okay not to send someone to follow?" asked one person.

"Do you dare not listen to the Tenth Prince? If you have the courage, go and follow me." Another person said, sitting down and waiting. However, not long after sitting down, he really smelled a scent of R. He couldn't help but ask: "Who is roasting R here? Those ten death row prisoners felt that they had less time to escape. They would definitely not do this. Could it be that there are other people in this forest?"

Thinking of this possibility, the middle-aged man couldn't help but frowned and looked in the direction where the boy left with some concern.

When the boy came with the fragrance, he saw a handsome boy in red sitting cross-legged under a big tree, tearing something in his hand and eating. There was a smashed piece of soil in front of the boy, and there was a fragrant J wrapped in the soil with J's legs ripped off. The smell alone made him want to pounce on him.

"Who are you?" he asked loudly, staring at the boy in red.
Chapter completed!