"Isn't I going to brag with you? Look at my shell, it's black and shiny? Is this tail straight?"

"Even if your shellworm type is a little bad, it's nothing. Just raise it. What can you hide from?"

"What else does not want it yet? Is it?"

Their scattered eyes were in the middle by huge insect tail rings.

The insect tail was as high as a wall, not only separating the gaze from outside, but also wrapping them tightly together.

The tingling pain like needle-like in their brains suddenly subsided, the tinnitus gradually disappeared, and Yin Nian's voice gradually became clear.

Outside, Lord Snow Eagle looked at the group of children and couldn't help but look solemn.

Although he usually has some things that are not up to date, he still has some knowledge after living here for so long.

"Did these children suffer any torture before?"

Lord Snow Eagle revealed their abnormalities at a glance.

"We have rescued children from Zergs before. Those children have been tortured for a long time, died and were crazy. Some children look very normal in normal times, with questions and answers, but once they touch a certain point, they will suddenly go crazy."

"Are these children from your ten thousand realms?" Lord Xueying couldn't help but look at Yuan Xinli, the closest one.

And the huge female tree top.

The mother tree transformed out and looked at the group of children who calmed down after Yin Nian said a few words.

They finally returned to normal.

Turning his head, he saw the falling ruins, and his face turned pale.

"Yes, I'm sorry." His lips were trembling, and he didn't dare to put his hands on Yin Nian's tail surrounding them, "I, I, we will repair it for you."

Even Yin Nian was still sore in his eyes and nose after the first words of these children woke up.

With so many people, they woke up tremblingly and the most concerned thing was that they had broken other people's things.

I don't know who the children are.

What kind of education should adults do to keep children polite and gentle in their bruises.

I don’t know if this is a good education or too ‘weak’ education.

But it really pierced the hearts of all the adults present.

Yin Nian gritted his teeth hard and laughed: "Okay, I'll follow me to move bricks tomorrow, you can repair them yourself."

When she said this, they nodded vigorously.

"Where did it come from? What's it?" she asked.

But those children who had questions and answers stopped talking like they saw their mouths.

"Where are your parents? Where are you?"

They looked even more nervous and shook their heads more resolutely. They would not say anything and could not tell anyone!

Yin Nian thought about it, but suddenly leaned over, lowered her head and smiled, pulled out a note from her arms and shook it, and there was a typo on it.

"Who of you wrote this?"

Their attention was spun out.

After a while, he said weakly: "We wrote it together."

"We are literate." A proud look surged on their faces, "I have attended enlightenment."

"When the young masters and ladies were in class, we heard it and went together."

Young Master?

Yin Nian was a little confused. What else should I share with the young master and lady in the enlightenment school?

What kind of enlightenment is this?

"Your handwriting is not good-looking. I was lazy when I was in school?" Yin Nian asked with a smile.

"Without a pen, we wrote it on the ground with our fingers. Is it not good-looking?" They would not directly answer some questions that my sister explicitly prohibited, but such questions... my sister did not say that she could not answer them.

Yin Nian then turned around and asked, "The teacher in class didn't buy you a pen? Didn't you get one?"

The little kid with the worm tail rolled up rushed to say, "I can't get out."

"We're locked up."

"Sometimes, if your fingers are broken, you can't write it anymore. If you can't write it, we forget that word, but we also try our best to memorize it."

And Yin Nian's face was heard.
Chapter completed!