277 A chant that would force someone to death

He was standing right beside her. As the sunlight struck his upright figure, his shadow on the ground extended in length and coincided with her shadow.

It looked like a single person standing there.

He intentionally did not speak at a loud volume; a casual sentence from him had an indescribable power in calming her down.

Nian Xiaomu had totally forgotten how to react to that ice cold and serious face of his as she stared on blankly.

She allowed him to lead her along as they walked to the starting point of the game together.

There was a total of five families participating in this competition of the games.

Xiao Liuliu and the other kids had already been brought to the finish line by the teachers. As Xiao Liuliu stood there, she held a tiny balloon and was waving at them with all her might.

Her delicate little face was already rosy red from the excitement even before the competition started.