In the center of this cornfield, there was really a little boy about five or six years old.

At this moment, the small area where the little boy was, there was no corn at all.

He cleared a vacant lot.

He placed a basket on the ground, and on top of it was a very tattered notebook.

It seems that this book is picked up and others don't want.。

There was also a small campfire beside the little boy.

There was a very small branch burning in the campfire.

And at this moment the little boy was also holding a small branch that had been burned a little bit.

Gong Yueyue understood.

The little boy was drawing on the notebook he had picked up with the tip of a tiny burning twig as pen and ink.

When the little boy looked up at the Song of the Night and their little children, Gong Yueyue also saw the face of the boy known as the monster clearly.

Fu Yanxing?

Isn't he Fu Yanxing?

The tower-like gray birthmark on his forehead was simply his mark, and Gong Yueyue couldn't admit it.

It turns out that this young master of the Fu family lived in this kind of place when he was not taken back to the Fu family? Still living so pitifully?

Song of the Night dropped his teapot lid hairstyle and smiled a little smugly: "Hahaha, look, I'll just say this monster is hiding here, right?" ”

"What is this monster drawing? I'll take a look. ”

"Hahaha, or the little girl who drew the body of the stick?"

"This girl is a good drawing, but why does she have no hands, no feet, no stomach, and her body is just a stick."

"Disgusting, what are you drawing?"

"It's really only a monster that can draw a monster."

Gong Yueyue also looked at the painting in the notebook.

It's really a little girl with a stick body.

The verve of the little girl's face is really well drawn. ……

Wait, stick figure?

Small sticks?

Gong Yueyue's brows furrowed.

What's going on?

Continue to look at Fu Yanxing's paintings.

If this little girl's eyes are painted with a turquoise color, how similar is it really to Gong Yueyue's little cane? What the hell is going on?

At this time, the other little children who were following Song of the Night were busy echoing the flames.

"Big brother, you're so powerful, the monster is really here."

"Big brother, what are we going to do?"

Night Song shook her head and gave an order: "Of course I'll beat it." ”

"Yes, fight the monster, kill this monster."

"Hit, hit, hit."

Saying that, everyone rushed up and punched and kicked Fu Yanxing.

Fu Yanxing lowered his head and squatted on the ground, holding his head with both hands, bearing the raindrops of fists.

There was no shouting, no crying, just quietly bearing, as if it had all become a habit.

Gong Yueyue couldn't stand it.

She was about to rush forward with a shout, but was stopped by the bastard prince again.

[You can't help him with only soul sense.] And as long as you shout, I can't kiss you anymore. 】

Gong Yueyue: ......

Shame on the dead.

This bastard prince still kisses her all the time?

She almost forgot about it.

Thinking of this, Gong Yueyue reached out and gently touched her lips.

I don't feel anything, though.

[As long as I can't kiss you, I can't borrow your soul sense to see Lan Wuge's life experience. 】

[Then you will return to the tunnel in an instant, helplessly watching the 'zombies' finish everyone down.] 】

Gong Yueyue: .......

Why does she feel like she's being bullied now?