Kumu Mountain (3)

Shen Yanxiao did not think that such a small furball without hands or feet could be dangerous. She picked up the little furball and looked at its big light blue eyes.

"Little fellow, with your physique, you better not go into the water. Go home." With that said, Shen Yanxiao placed the little furball on the ground.

Even though the little furball was adorable, she had not forgotten the purpose of her trip.

Bringing such a fragile creature to fight the elemental spirits?

She was not that bold.

The little furball was placed back on the ground, but it had no intention of leaving. It bounced its round body and rolled around Shen Yanxiao's feet, rubbing against her calf from time to time.

Shen Yanxiao was speechless. Was this little guy planning to stick to her?

Helpless, Shen Yanxiao could only squat down and scratch the little furball with her fingers. The little furball immediately shook comfortably again.