"We must leave immediately; this place isn't very safe,"
Shao Zifeng's words brought a momentary pause to the camp's atmosphere, with looks of shock directed at his dusty figure.
The flames within the bonfire danced.
Under the blowing of the cold wind, many sparks flew out, making a crackling sound.
"Ying!"
A stream of light with a trailing flame zipped by, and Qiuqiu, flapping its firey dragon wings, pounced into Shao Zifeng's arms and began pounding his chest with its little fists.
Shao Zifeng's face turned pale, and his serious expression instantly fell apart as he grimaced and coaxed Qiuqiu.
Goodness, the little guy was hitting hard.
If it weren't for his gear being thick enough, he would have been bruised.
The little deer glanced at him and squinted with schadenfreude.
"Awoo~"
The tiny Ice Plateau Saber-toothed Tiger, upon seeing the bones, became interested and clambered over, pouncing onto the bones and began to tear and bite expertly.
"Zifeng, what is this?"
