This place is a dark place, and there is not even a single lighting thing. Fortunately, their strength is strong enough, so the sight here has no effect on them.

"Grand Earl, the Great Prince has not yet awakened!"

Just as a few people entered, a sound came from inside. The sound was so old that it was shocking. When the sound was heard, the faces of the three people changed at the same time. This news was not good news.

"And the other four princes cannot go out due to their damage to their strength! If you have anything to do, let's talk about it later!"

Such a sound came from the front, which made the three people holding crutches a little desperate.

"Yes, guardian, we already know!"

The middle-aged man, known as the Great Earl, bowed to the space in front, shook his head, sighed, and prepared to carry Wang Xiaobo out.

"Huh...wait, what are you doing with a dead person?"

The voice of the guardian inside came out again.

"This person may know our secret, but he died when he was about to tell it. Our strength is limited, so he can only ask the Prince to rescue him. But now it seems that it is impossible for the Prince to take action."

The great count stopped and said, hearing the sound.

"Oh? Know our secret?"

When I heard the Great Earl say this, the sound coming from inside was a little surprised.

"Yes, if that's right, it's still about the Saint!"

After saying that, the Great Earl seemed to have sounded something and took out a package. This package was the golden red cloth used by Charles I before!

"Swoosh..."

With a sound, the package in the Great Earl flew into it.

If Wang Xiaobo was still alive, I don’t know what he would feel when he saw this scene.

"Hmm? Sure enough!"

There were bursts of joy coming from inside. After the sound came, an animal as big as a domestic cat appeared in front of the three people, and the domestic cat was holding the package in its front paws.

"Guardian!"

After seeing this cat, the three of them quickly saluted it.

"Forgive!"

After the domestic cat finished speaking, he began to stare at Wang Xiaobo. After a while, a bloody red light flashed in the cat's eyes, and circles of light began to roar out of Wang Xiaobo's body. Soon, various apertures appeared in Wang Xiaobo's neck and on his left and right hands.

"Prince Ring, Earl Necklace!"

After seeing the light flashing on Wang Xiaobo's body, the three big counts were surprised at the same time.

"No wonder...no wonder we woke up, it turned out...he..."

After the Great Earl finished speaking, he was surprised.

"He woke you up, but you killed him..."

After the domestic cat said that, the red light in his eyes was even better. Soon, the scene of Wang Xiaobo and Charles I fighting appeared here. Seeing this scene, a trace of cold light flashed in the eyes of the three of the Grand Earl. Obviously, they were very dissatisfied with Charles I's abuse of force.

"Is there any movement in the Americas?"

After watching all this, the domestic cat asked slowly. When the question was made, all the lights here disappeared instantly.

"No big news has come yet. It seems that like us before, it has disappeared mysteriously!"

The great count bowed to the domestic cat when he heard the sound.

"Vanish? How is it possible? You must know that they can sense our awakening, especially with our actions, they will sense it faster, so that your subordinates can restrain me. If they cannot control it, draw out their blood!"

The domestic cat began to issue orders. When the prince was away, it was the boss. It was hard to imagine that a cat had such great ability.

"What a pity, my sister also went with the Saint. Otherwise, if we join forces, we will definitely be able to deal with the old man!"

The old voice said at the end and sighed secretly. He couldn't go out yet because it was more important here.

"Then this person..."

When the three of them shivered when they heard the domestic cat say this, they knew what the old man meant.

"Stay here, there is one dead person anyway, see if you can save it!"

After the domestic cat finished speaking, he explained and asked the three people to go out, leaving Wang Xiaobo alone.

"It's strange, how could he have the breath of my sister on his body? Did the saint and his sister die together? Also, how did the saint die? What a pity, all this is going to become a riddle!"

The domestic cat muttered to himself, and finally walked inside with Wang Xiaobo's body...

"Old man, I'll give you a toy...ah..."

After the domestic cat heard this, it screamed and the calm here immediately returned to its vigor.

"I don't know how long it took, but Wang Xiaobo felt a little hot all over. This feeling really made him feel strange. How could his body get hot?

"Don't leave, don't leave..."

Wang Xiaobo found out that he was going to pull his parents' hands, but found that they were getting farther and farther away from him, and he faintly heard his father say when it was not here. In desperation, Wang Xiaobo began to shout.

"What are you yelling about? Trouble me to sleep!"

Just as Wang Xiaobo was crying, he suddenly heard an old voice coming from beside him.

"Um?"

Hearing the sound, Wang Xiaobo slowly opened his eyes and found that it was red, not only red, but also hot.

"Is this...hell?"

Seeing this, Wang Xiaobo muttered in a low voice.

"Ah... I like this name!" The old voice next to him said with a little excitement.

"Huh? It's strange. Since it's hell, why do I feel weak and hot all over? Didn't I say that the soul doesn't feel hot?"

Wang Xiaobo wanted to sit up, but found that he was weak all over. Even if he turned his head, he was very struggling and simply stopped twisting.

"Uh... you asked this question well. According to normal understanding, this is hell, but you are not a ghost. You are the little guy I have tried my best to save!"

The old voice next to him came again. Hearing the sound, Wang Xiaobo's eyes flashed with surprise, frowned, and his thoughts rushed towards him like a tide.

"No, I remember, I'm dead, how could it be?"

Suddenly I realized that he was crushed to death by Charles I's aura, how could he survive?

"hey-hey……"

The old man next to him started to smirk when he heard the sound.

"why are you laughing?"

Wang Xiaobo asked in confusion when he heard the sound.

"Uh... nothing, I just feel that there are a lot of fun things in your memory, so I feel novel. There are really many women you have, but there are also many postures. How did you invent it?"

The old man next to him began to have a bit of a naughty voice. Hearing the sound, Wang Xiaobo immediately sat up and stared at the old man with his eyes.

"Hmm? Hong Gui, do you dare to check my memory? No, how can you check my memory?"

The furious Wang Xiaobo was instantly replaced by surprise. Looking at the old man wearing red clothes, red hair, and even his face was red, Wang Xiaobo's heart was filled with shock.

"Uh...hehe... I took a look after it accidentally. I took a look soon. Come on, why don't you look at me too!"

After saying this, the old man stretched his head over and pointed his thin fingers as thin as a skeleton and said to Wang Xiaobo.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaobo couldn't help but roll his eyes. With the ability, he could still be killed by Charles I.

"What? How do you feel to the bastard who killed you?"

The old man with red beard said in confusion to Wang Xiaobo, and while speaking, he also came to Wang Xiaobo's side.

"Wait, stay away from me, the smell on you is so bad!"

The moment the old man walked in, Wang Xiaobo immediately said to him. When he spoke, he was deeply shocked. This old man could see through his thoughts. He was such a strange old man.

"Haha... This is the breath of the soul on my body. Oh, there is no way. The breath of the soul is a great replenishment to the human body. You actually feel smelly. I really don't know how to appreciate it!"

After the old man finished speaking, he took a deep breath, looking intoxicated. Seeing the old man's appearance, Wang Xiaobo felt disgusted. This sloppy old man was really shameless. The soul breath was clearly the smell of sweat.

"Gululu..."

Just as Wang Xiaobo was thinking about this, he suddenly heard waves of protests coming from his stomach.

"Uh... Is there any food? I'm hungry!"

Wang Xiaobo said with a embarrassed smile to the old man.

"Oh? Eat?"

When the old man heard Wang Xiaobo say this, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, but he immediately understood. Seeing the old man's appearance, Wang Xiaobo was speechless. It seemed that this guy didn't know what he was eating.

"Old ghost, bring me some food. The little baby is hungry. If there is anything wrong with it, you can wait for my anger!"

The old man walked out of the door and shouted to the outside. When he heard the old man so domineeringly ask for something, Wang Xiaobo couldn't help but smile. The old man had a very similar temper to him.

About a quarter of an hour later, the old man walked in from outside and handed it to Wang Xiaobo with two octopus in his hand.
To be continued...