บท 68: True Death

Bai Wushang squinted his eyes and saw that the bright light was slowly fading away. In the end, what appeared in his field of vision was a dark red fruit the size of a skull.

The fruit was crystal clear, like a gemstone or a crystal. If it was placed there without moving, it would be a high-quality piece of art.

Its shape was not a simple round shape, but a magnified version of a human heart. It rose and fell as if it had a life of its own. It was extraordinary.

The strange fragrance in the air had disappeared without anyone knowing, and only a trace of lingering fragrance lingered at the tip of the nose.

The Cat Demon was suddenly alarmed. It forcefully opened its red eyes and looked at the magical fruit tree.

"Awoo --"

A green, flat-shaped foreign object shot out from the top to the bottom. It wrapped around the dark red fruit and quickly withdrew.

"Well done! Tongue Flower!" A girl's sweet praise sounded.