Chapter 487
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Looks like I've really hit your sore spot!
Since that's the case, how could I disappoint you?
The anger and frustration shown by the golden-bell girl caused Sand Butterfly's confidence to swell to the extreme.
Hahahaha!
She directly tore open the yellow sachet embroidered with clumsy flowers. Before Zhen Xiaoxiao pounced on her, Sha Zhidie held the package tightly …
A rotten black fruit.
It looked like the weathered product of peaches or apricots. Its wrinkled and black skin reminded people of aging and death.
At first glance, no one would be interested in this rotten fruit that had long lost its vitality. However, when the Butterfly of Sand's consciousness gently swept across it, she immediately felt the delicate array circuit flowing under the disgusting appearance of the rotten fruit!
Storage space?
The power of the array gave the Butterfly of Sand such a feeling.
Good stuff!
In order to protect something so important, he actually spent so much effort to decorate it!
A layer of rotten fruit skin deliberately concealed the true appearance of the secret treasure, and a layer of yellow sachet cloth bag reduced its existence in the eyes of the world.
The more interested the other party was in this item, the more the Sand Butterfly's heart palpitated!
Perhaps …
The holy artifact fragment that he had been searching for many years was also here!
Under the stimulation of excitement, the Sand Butterfly even lost its usual vigilance. After squeezing out a smug sneer at Zhen Xiaoxiao who was baring his teeth and rushing over, he crushed the fruit in his palm.
A small formation rune could break through Dharma with brute force!
Crack!
Hearing the crisp shattering sound, the desperate expression on Zhen Xiaoxiao's face disappeared, and he suddenly stopped.
Pa!
The rotten fruit exploded from within.
A sticky black liquid suddenly gushed out from the rotten fruit and sprayed directly at Butterfly of Sand's face!
Just as Sha Zhidie was about to open her palm to examine the treasure, she was caught off guard by the sudden attack. Her complexion suddenly changed, and she hastily turned her head to dodge.
Even if the development of the situation was unexpected, her reaction speed was not just for show. If it was an ordinary poisonous dart or arrow, she would definitely be able to dodge it.
However, the black liquid seemed to have a spirit.
Seeing the Butterfly of Sand tilt her head, the black liquid wriggled in the air like a snake, and with a speed faster than the Butterfly of Sand, it quickly "biubiu" the suspicious ink on her face.
"Ahhhhhh!"
Everything happened in an instant.
Just as the Sand Butterfly screamed and covered its eyes, a horrible rotten smell immediately spread in the air. Zhen Xiaoxiao was so agitated that she subconsciously pinched the tip of her nose.
Oh my god!
This was the Formation created by the Seven-leaf Patriarch …
His face darkened!
The scene was even livelier than what Great Elder Yuanfeng had described. After all, he had never mentioned … taste.
Seeing the face of the most beautiful phoenix instantly turn black, Zhen Xiaoxiao could not help but feel deep admiration for the Seven-leaf Ancient Ancestor who had passed away a long time ago!
In just a second, a beautiful woman with a hot body and a pretty face turned into a monster with a terrible appearance and a horrible smell.
Was there any method more simple, crude, and direct than this?
F * ck!
Cen Yuanqing, who was standing not far away, could not help but have a few cracks appear on his handsome face!
The yellow sachet fell for the second time.
He saw it too.
When he saw it, he subconsciously had the same thought as the Butterfly of Sand.
The secret of Zhen Xiaoxiao's beast taming was hidden in that cloth bag!
However, the cruel reality told him.
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