The pterodactyl that had poked half its head out of the pit immediately startled Zeng Tao and Qin Fu into exclamations.
"What is that thing?!"
Qin Fu no longer maintained his previously casual attitude, his whole body tensed up.
At the same time, he pulled out a large bow from his backpack and slung a quiver full of arrows on his back.
He drew an arrow from the quiver, nocking it on the string, ready to shoot at any moment.
"Is this... what you just mentioned, mutated creature statues and, pterodactyl statues?!"
Zeng Tao also appeared grave.
She watched the endless stream of statues emerging from the pit and the half-exposed ruthless-eyed pterodactyl head, clenching her little fist, unsure of what she was thinking.
"How did they end up here?" Lou Fei'Er instinctively moved closer to Xu Xin.
"Are the crossbow arrows in your treehouse crossbow fully loaded?" Xu Xin squinted as he looked outside the window and asked Lou Fei'Er.
