A pale white head, to be more precise, a skull.
As soon as Fu Qian turned around, he saw such a thing lying on the ground.
And beneath it, a comparatively small skeletal frame was struggling hard, trying to extract itself from the ground.
Though it seemed there was no physical conflict between it and the ground.
Soon, more similar bodies appeared beside this familiar form, and after struggling to get their upper halves out, they huddled together.
Messengers?
Fu Qian easily recognized this group of visitors and clicked his tongue in amazement.
Indeed, these were the little messengers from the half-moon belonging to the Red Moon, who once helped him find a gun.
From their behavior, it was clear that they played the role of Red Moon's servants.
Just now, he was saying the Red Moon had no activity, and here they appeared after being mentioned.
What astonished Fu Qian was that the messengers could now appear in reality so naturally, indicating the Red Moon might be recovering.
