Withered?
The Tree of Life was the plant with the most vigorous vitality in the world. Even a torrential storm could not harm it in the slightest. Moreover, the elves had been carefully taking care of the Tree of Life. How could it possibly wilt?
Could it be pollution?
Shen Yanxiao frowned.
"Taotie, do you know the characteristics of those withered parts?"
Taotie shook his head. In his world, there were only things that could be eaten and those that could not be eaten. He would not pay attention to anything else other than delicious food and poor tasting food.
If she were to ask Taotie again, she might not be able to get anything out of him. Therefore, Shen Yanxiao did not try to ask anything else.
After that, Shen Yanxiao watched as Taotie continued to eat and eat…
She doubted that the hundred thousand demonic cores in her space ring would be enough for Taotie to eat for two days.
