Zhan Ye almost ran away. Xerox, who was guarding outside the tent, stared at Zhan Ye who ran out within a minute of entering, and dragged him over.
"Why did you come out so quickly?" Xerox stared at Zhan Ye. He watched Zhan Ye enter the tent until now. Before he had time to imagine anything, the rightful owner actually came out?
Zhan Ye's face was red and hot, and he was being grabbed by Xerox, his eyes were nervous and shy.
"..." What kind of expression is this!
"What are you doing in there?" Xerox looked at Zhan Ye strangely. If the time hadn't been so short, he would have really thought that Zhan Ye had done something shameful to be so shy.
Zhan Ye quickly shook his head.
"I...I didn't do anything."
Xerox narrowed his eyes, obviously not believing what he said.
You haven't done anything and your face is as red as a monkey's butt?
Just as Xerox was preparing to "torture" the field, there was a commotion in the camp.
Around the campfire where the teenagers were sitting, a small figure appeared out of nowhere and attracted all the attention.
It was a small person, dressed in dark purple clothes, with petite hands tightly held in front of his chest, and a delicate face covered with crystal clear tears.
"Where did this kid come from?" Zhan Ye and Xerox rushed over and looked at this little guy who was less than their waist in surprise.
The little guy was surrounded by a group of teenagers, as if he had been greatly frightened. His little body shrank into a ball, and his big watery eyes were filled with tears. His pitiful appearance made people feel distressed.
"Hey, kid, who are you?" A young man stepped forward and asked.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he asked this question, the little guy burst into tears.
"Wow wow wow..."
Hearing the sad cries, a group of teenagers panicked and froze in place, not knowing what to do.
"You... don't cry! We don't mean any harm." As the captain of the Chi Yan team, Zhan Ye immediately stepped forward, but the little guy backed away in fright. Zhan Ye immediately realized that his tall body might be a problem for the little guy.
It brought a sense of oppression, so I simply squatted down and tried my best to put on a gentle and approachable face.
It has to be said that when facing the battlefield other than Shen Yanxiao, his IQ is quite high.
Zhan Ye's actions made the frightened little guy calm down a bit. The little guy blinked his big tearful eyes and looked at Zhan Ye, opening his small mouth and holding back slightly.
That look made Zhan Ye feel heartbroken.
"What's your name? Why are you here? Are you lost?" Zhan Ye said patiently and warmly.
The little guy looked at Zhan Ye twitchingly and couldn't hold back a word for a long time.
Xerox stared at the little guy for a while and noticed something strange.
"Zhan Ye... this little guy seems... not an undead." Xerox's voice was a little nervous.
Not an undead?
All the teenagers were stunned. Zhan Ye, who was closest to the little guy, realized that the little cutie in front of him did not have the slightest breath of death, but was filled with a very strange smell, full of vitality.
In the Wailing Abyss, in addition to the undead, there are also undead creatures. Both of these species will emit death aura, but this iconic aura does not emit from this little guy.
Obviously, Xerox's guess was correct.
This little guy who accidentally broke into their camp was not of their kind!