บท 209: The Stick Has No Hope of Survival

Di Beiming looked at Yun Chujiu, who was picking wild fruits, and felt that his head must have been kicked by a spirit beast.

Not only was the concealment talisman expensive, it was also hard to buy with Spirit Stones. He actually wasted a concealment talisman just like that.

"Black Thing, didn't I give you a lot of spirit fruits? Why are you still picking wild fruits?" Di beiming saw that there was no one around and said in a low voice.

"Each flavor has its own merits, just like meat and vegetables. Although vegetables are not as delicious as meat, you still have to eat some vegetables!" Yun Chujiu said as she stuffed a wild fruit into Di Beiming's mouth.

Di Beiming frowned and tasted it. Although the taste was not as good as the spiritual fruits, it was still sour and sweet.