The dead soldiers disguised as civilians buried in the dark heard their screams and rushed to them one after another.

Increased vigilance.

"Child, am I ugly?"

Looking at the eyes in front of me, my nose is as sharp as a witch.

Two sharp fangs protruded and exposed to the pale lips as pale as paper.

You can smell a strong stench by saying this.

Poying couldn't help frowning. Although he was crying, he thought to himself: "This street market was crazy since he was a child. In the Yin Dynasty, he really didn't know that this person existed. Could it be that he was from another place.

Come here?".

Lou Qimei tightly pinched Poying's clothes and nodded: "Yes, you are scary."

Then he looked up and asked Poying: "My husband, are you afraid?"

Poying nodded first to express fear, and then saw Lou Qimei's sharp eyes shook her head very quickly and replied: "Don't be afraid or not...".

Then he continued to smile foolishly.

"I have something to tell you, come here..."

The deformed old man said as he stretched out his thin hand as thin as Chaigu to touch his white wool beard.

Lou Qimei swallowed.

To break away from Po Ying's arms, Po Ying was tightly pulled by Po Ying. Po Ying's tone was demented: "My wife is afraid..."

As he said that, he shrank his head and grabbed Lou Qimei's hand and increased his strength.

Lou Qimei looked up and showed him a reassuring smile: "My husband, stand here and wait for me. You don't have to be afraid if they are there."

After saying that, he was about to get close to the deformed old man.

But Tian Qi stopped him again: "Miss..."

Lou Qimei had to turn around and give Tian Qi a reassuring look, then walked around the stall and walked to the side of the deformed old man.

The old man glanced at the doll that was tightly grasped by Lou Qimei, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Put the doll away."

With only one sentence, he was about to turn around and leave.

Lou Qimei felt that he was very strange and quickly stopped him: "Wait..."

The deformed old man looked back and smiled, and the smell was so stinking.

The people around him dispersed, and almost all the guards covered their noses with their sleeves.

Poying reached out to his mouth and bit nervously.

"What else do you have?"

"I don't think you are simple." Lou Qimei said, looking directly at the deformed old man. At this moment, she suddenly realized that she was not so afraid of this old man.

She continued, "Why do I need to keep this doll?"
Chapter completed!