Shu Jun looked over and could not help but shiver. As expected, he saw a living person sitting under a tree, looking at them with a smile.
Both of their faces were ashen. They saw that the person was a woman with peerless beauty. She stood up from under the tree and waved at them from afar.
The two of them focused their eyes and looked again. The woman had already disappeared, and a fruit had appeared on the withered tree just now.
“Dao Fruit!”
Their hearts pounded wildly. It was a dao fruit. Although it looked wrinkled, the dao fruit was still filled with a rich dao rhythm.
“Could it be that the woman just now was the soul contained in the Dao Fruit?”
Finally, the cold and lonely wind stopped.
Wei Suifeng and Shu Jun looked at each other, and the two of them walked towards the dao tree together.