In fact, she wanted to stand up just now and said that she couldn't eat it, but just when she was just moving, she saw the light in the corner of Ding Mao's eyes and trembled slightly.

Feng Qingcheng had a bad impression of him, but just now, when he warned himself with his eyes not to let Xiuxiu cry, Feng Qingcheng knew that this man, in general, was not completely bad.

This time, she keenly noticed the warning deep in his eyes.

So, Feng Qingcheng hugged Xiuxiu and consciously knelt here.

Looking at the more than ten people still kneeling there, the high priest suddenly sighed heavily: "It's really worse than the next generation... Dingmao..."

"I'm here..."

"Take them some food...and then wait in Dongshan..."

"yes……"

A group of people were like headless flies, and were again bombarded by others to the so-called Dongshan.

Dongshan is actually the tops of two mountain peaks symmetrical to the West Cliff. However, Dongshan is two-thirds lowered by the West Cliff, so it is not difficult to walk.

Because most people need to eat something, the remaining dozen people were arranged to Dongshan first.

With the conversation with the high priest just now, the remaining dozen people are obviously familiar with each other, three in a bunch, two in a group, chattering about something.

It’s just strange that no one has ever paid attention to Feng Qingcheng, only she sat there alone holding Xiuxiu, but someone looked at them from time to time.

Xiuxiu had just woken up on the way to Dongshan, but she kept holding her clothes in horror and not letting go, her eyes full of fear.

Feng Qingcheng wanted to relieve her shock, but because of the herbs that had no shock in her hands and the silver needles of Erdu's hole, she could only look at her as confused as a frightened bird and was powerless.

At some point, Xiuxiu's urgent breathing became a little relaxed, and her hands unconsciously let go of her clothes.

Looking down, Xiuxiu's eyes were falling on a butterfly, and a smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

Feng Qingcheng couldn't help but sigh, thinking that if she could catch the butterfly and give it to Xiuxiu for her company, perhaps she wouldn't be so frightened.

As my thoughts reached, when my eyes flashed, I saw that the butterfly actually came and landed directly on Feng Qingcheng's skirt scattered on the ground.

Xiuxiu turned her eyes in surprise and looked at her, then crawled over and lay on the corner of Feng Qingcheng's skirt, facing the butterfly's eyes.

Feng Qingcheng looked at the butterfly in surprise. It seemed as if it could hear her heart's voice. It was really strange.

"Butterfly, can you hear me? If you can understand, fly to my hands..."

As soon as she finished speaking, the butterfly flew up again. After flying around in the air, it actually slowly landed on Feng Qingcheng's raised fingertips.

"It's great," Xiuxiu had completely forgotten her fear and clapped her hands and laughed: "Sister, Butterfly likes you very much..."

"Then let's ask it to find more friends and play with you?"

Feng Qingcheng laughed at the butterfly that had been released, and watched it disappear into the grass, and sighed slightly without realizing it.
Chapter completed!