The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady Chapter 1986: Human’s little cute (2)

In the face of non-kindness, all teenagers are dumbfounded.

Since they were born, they have never seen any race other than the Undead, and their knowledge of other races is only learned from books and ancestors.

Now it's easy for them to see a "only" live, and they don't immediately know what to do.

"Dragon Clan?"

"You stupid! Have you ever seen such a small Dragon Clan?"

"Is that an elf?"

"Elf's eyes are green as far as I know."

"It will never be a dwarf ..."

"I don't think so."

"He has legs, he must not be a mermaid."

"Is it ... human?"

A group of teenagers talked around and finally judged that the little guy in front of them is likely to be human!

Black hair, amber eyes, and that soft little body. Isn't that what a human child looks like?

How could there be human children in the Wailing Abyss?

A group of teenagers are puzzled.

They said that the ones closest to humans were only the resurrected undead who were resurrected with human bones, and those resurrected undeads lost their living habits after already, and they lived according to the laws of undead.

"He ... he is still alive ..." A teenager swallowed, and in their consciousness, the other races were corpses, waiting to be resurrected.

But the little guy is still alive and kicking in front of him. What should they do?

The battlefield also has a headache. In the mourning abyss, if a corpse of another race is found, it is very easy to handle. Just look for a pure-blood adult undead to resurrect, but this little guy has not died yet. This What to do?

A group of simple teenagers, you look at me, I look at you, there is nothing you can do.

The little guy who was left aside, glanced at the tent behind the teenagers without any trace, washed his nose, and burst into a loud cry.

"Wowa ... I'm hungry ..."

A group of teenagers were shocked again. They were all half-aged children. They did not have any hostile consciousness about other races, not to mention that the other party was still such a cute little guy. When he heard such a cute little guy crying Shouting hungry, the teenagers acted immediately.

"Xerox! He said he was hungry, get him food soon!" The battlefield immediately turned his head.

"I still have freshly roasted meat over there! I'll get it now!"

"I still have a few fruits here ..."

"I have dry food ..."

"Want water? I have water here."

For a while, all the teenagers were busy, they moved all the edible food to the little ones.

A small mountain of food stands in front of the little guy.

"Well, can humans eat our food?" Xerox looked at the battlefield a little uneasily. Humans and undead are fundamentally completely different. What if they eat their stomachs?

They can't find a doctor who can heal human beings. Undead need no doctor at all.

"Should ... okay." The battlefield was also uncertain.

Just when they were hesitant to feed the little ones, the little guy staring at a pile of food sparkled with eyes. Where can I remember Biao, he sat on the edge of the hill with both hands and opened the bow left and right , One by one stuffed food into his little mouth.

There is a small face with tear marks, already is replaced by the satisfaction of eating, bubbling with happiness.