บท 1948: Turning a mortal into a treasure (1)

This thought flashed through the lady's heart, but was immediately denied by her. She felt that she might be overthinking things. It was absolutely impossible for Tang Zhen to be the incarnation of a devil.

It was impossible for that greedy and cold-blooded monster to save him from the hands of the demonic plant. Instead, it had a cruel smile on its face as it watched him being taken away by the death god.

I must be hallucinating. I must have been too nervous during this period of time. It must be!

When the lady in the hunting suit thought up to this point, she was about to explain to Tang Zhen when she saw the gazes of the surrounding survivors looking over.

Their eyes were fixed on Tang Zhen. To be more precise, they were looking at the plant in his hand. Their eyes were filled with surprise and astonishment.

"What is that thing? Could it be a magical plant?"

"It doesn't look like it. Shouldn't magical plants be extremely ugly? why is this one so beautiful?"