Crack!
The dim yellow flame flickered in the cave, casting a long shadow of Shao Zifeng's figure. He was shirtless, checking for other injuries on his body.
Qiuqiu lay lazily by the campfire, its pupils reflecting the flames. Ever since it had returned, the little guy had been listless.
Three furry little creatures curled up on the other side, blue eyes occasionally sizing up Shao Zifeng and Qiuqiu with a pitiful look.
"Hiss." The pain in his forearm made Shao Zifeng suck in a breath of cold air, "That unreliable old dragon chose such a terrible coordinate, I got frozen like a dog and almost ambushed."
Just as Shao Zifeng was wiping the bite marks on his arm with his upper clothing, the fierce little creature hesitated for a moment before carefully approaching him.
Without waiting for Shao Zifeng to speak, the little fellow stepped on his thigh with its small paws and licked his wound with its pink tongue.
