Hearing the commotion, Jin Ling and the others quickly scrambled up. One of them managed to grab the little black snake as it was thrown.
But the instant Jin Ling grabbed the little black snake, it shifted into a human boy, his arm now clutched in Jin Ling's hand.
Sunxiao walked in holding a glowing pearl. Its soft, lustrous light illuminated the entire shelter, allowing them to get a clear look at the little black snake cub.
His long, black hair was messily draped over his shoulders. He had eyes as black as ink, a straight, elegant nose, and exquisitely delicate features. This was especially true of his almond-shaped eyes, which tilted up at the corners—completely different from the large, round eyes of Qiao Ang and the others.
The beast-hide clothes on his body were in tatters, and he was so thin and frail that you could clearly see the outline of each rib on his exposed chest.
