"Stop playing it to death, let it go."

"Hello, dad."

The prince was a little reluctant to leave.

He did not have this method, after all, this is a side-minded person and he could not learn it himself.

Otherwise, it will really harm many people.

But the prince remembered the news from Ye Shuangshuang.

"Uncle Biao, lend me the snot scarf."

The prince spoke and stretched out his hand.

Hong Biao took out a scarf with a reluctant look on his face.

“Swept!”

Hong Biao explained.

But no one paid attention to him. The prince wrapped the silk scarf on the straw man, and then it was like a piece of clothing on the straw man.

Then the prince ripped hard.
Chapter completed!