Chapter 1984

Zhan Ye almost runs away. Xerox, who is outside the tent, stares at Zhan ye, who rushes out in less than a minute, and pulls him over.

"Why did you come out so soon?" Xerox stares at zhanye. He watches zhanye enter the tent. Until now, he hasn't had time to imagine anything. This is the real Lord coming out?

Zhan Ye's face was red and hot, and he was grabbed by Xerox. His eyes were tense and shy.

“……” What expression is this!

"What are you doing in there?" Xerox looks at zhanye strangely. If it wasn't for a short time, he really thinks that zhanye has done something shameful. He is so coquettish.

Zhanye quickly shakes his head.

"I I didn't do anything. "

Xerox squinted, obviously not believing what he said.

Nothing, blushing like a monkey's ass?

Xerox was just about to "torture" the war field. There was a commotion in the camp.

Around the campfire where the teenagers sat, a small figure appeared unexpectedly and attracted all the attention.

That is a small person, a dark purple clothes, small hands in front of the chest, a delicate face full of crystal clear tears.

"Where's the kid from?" Zhanye and Xerox rushed to see the little guy who was not tall enough to their waist.

The little guy was surrounded by a group of teenagers. It seemed that he was greatly frightened. His small body was huddled together. His big eyes were full of water, and his tears flashed. He was pitiful and pathetic, which made people feel hurt.

"Hello, kid, who are you?" A young man asked.

I didn't know that just when I asked, the little guy started to cry.

"Whoa, whoa..."

Hearing the sad cry, let a group of young people panic, one by one in situ, do not know what to do.

"You Don't cry! We have no malice. " As the leader of the ChiYan team, zhanye immediately stepped forward, but the little guy was frightened and retreated. Zhanye immediately realized that his tall body might bring a sense of oppression to the little guy. He simply crouched down and tried to put on a gentle and amiable face.

It has to be said that in the face of Shen Yanxiao outside the time of war field, intelligence is quite high.

Zhanye's practice calmed the frightened little guy. He blinked at zhanye with his big eyes full of tears, and his mouth was slightly closed.

That look, see the war wild a strong heartache.

"What's your name? Why are you here? Are you lost? " Patience in the field, Wensheng said.

The little guy looked at zhanye, and didn't hold a word for a long time.

Xerox stared at the little guy for a while, and noticed something different.

"Zhanye This little guy, it seems Not the dead. " Xerox's voice was strained.

Not the dead?

All the teenagers were stunned, the closest to the little guy's war field. Only then did they find that the little cute in front of him had no breath of death, but was filled with a very strange smell and full of vitality.

In the wailing abyss, in addition to the undead is the undead creature, both of them will have the breath of death, but this kind of symbolic breath is not distributed on this little guy.

Obviously, Xerox's guess is right.

The little guy who broke into their camp by mistake is not their kind!