It was a boy about ten years old, holding a wooden stick higher than others in his hand, and his face was full of hostility. Liu Yi suddenly reacted, and the child also spoke Chinese.
Liu Yi took off his helmet to show his sincerity: "Me? I'm just a passerby, lost in the woods."
The boy's expression suddenly eased: "Are you from the celestial dynasty?" Seeing Liu Yi's gun on his back, his face was puzzled: "Are you dressed up as hunting in the woods?"
"Forget it," Liu Yi smiled a little embarrassed, hungry, and he was hunted down as a prey, "Although the results are not very good, that's it. Then, can you talk to another place?"
AL just rightly simulated the roar of his stomach. The boy immediately understood: "Oh, I understand, your marksmanship must be very poor, you can't hit prey,
