At this moment, the Soul-Devouring Vine was like an innocent youth who had a crush on his goddess. It was a little shy and nervous.
There was no sign of the ferocious coldness that it had when it was devouring life.
Huanhuan couldn't help but ask, "Xing Chen used to know the Divine Wood?"
The system said, "Yes."
"So, we're seeing Xing Chen's memories now? He seemed to have a good relationship with the Divine Wood."
"Everything here is fake. It's an illusion created by his wishful thinking." The system pulled Huanhuan behind him. "Now is a good chance to kill the Soul-Devouring Vine."
He raised his right hand and threw out a golden fireball!
The fireball quickly flew toward the Soul-Devouring Vine!
The Soul-Devouring Vine was talking to the Divine Wood at this moment. It was filled with joy at being given a flower. It did not expect someone to ambush it.
The fireball hit the Soul-Devouring Vine.
