Some accidentally burned red lines turned into blood drops and dripped onto the ground, and more ashes fell from the empty air.

Fei Fei imitated the baby and stretched out his hand to block everyone. The three-year-old little Tuanzi, who was a head smaller than Tiantian, trembled but shouted loudly: "Brothers and sisters, don't be afraid."

"We are not afraid!" The children who were protected by layers of protection answered in unison.

Xia Dong, who couldn't see anything, cursed secretly. This monster was doing this, so she couldn't help at all!

Since she couldn't see the monster, she could only rely on the burning flames in the air and the ashes on the ground to determine the direction. Xia Dong hugged the children to prevent them from accidentally stepping out of the red line and being hurt.

Lingna showed her eyes, and she and Tiantian looked curiously from the gap in the red line.

In the eyes of Wang Junhao and Fei Fei, there were all these terrible and ugly monsters, which did not meet their aesthetic standards. The flames kept jumping and burning in the air, and Feifei stood in front of them with a wrinkled face and muttered to himself.