Yue Shaochong had a creature the size of a fingertip under his foot, its body pitch-black like ink, and at the moment, its tiny head was already burrowing into the sole of Yue Shaochong's foot, the fingertip-sized body resembling a caterpillar.
Upon seeing this, Shi Feng quickly extended his hand as Yue Shaochong jumped up, clamping onto the dark creature like scissors.
At that moment, once the creature was in Shi Feng's hand, it began to violently jump and struggle.
And when Shi Feng saw that dark head, he was shocked—the small head actually had a human face. The black body, paired with the now grim and ferocious face, immediately gave a chilling sensation.
"Screech! Screech, screech!" The dark human face made a series of ear-piercing cries at Shi Feng, like nails forcefully scraping against glass, extremely jarring!
"What kind of monster is this?" Shi Feng himself felt nauseated looking at the creature clamped between his fingers.
