"Iceberg, you were too impulsive. How could you just eat something randomly? This Spirit Fruit is for Body Refinement, and your delicate body simply can't withstand the power of two Spirit Fruits."
Although Su Sheng said so, his actions were swift. He helped the woman to sit up properly, and two Silver Needles flew out as he commenced emergency first aid.
"Su Sheng, am I going to die?"
Tang Zijun really felt like she was not going to make it. Her body was in turmoil, and all her internal organs seemed to be forcibly twisted. She had not anticipated the situation to be so serious beforehand—who would have thought just fruit could be so powerful?
"Don't talk nonsense. I won't let you die before me!"
Su Sheng's words were strong, as always domineering, but no less moving than sweet nothings, easily stirring the heartstrings. He felt that with Iceberg, he needed to be even more domineering to be effective, otherwise he would have tragic days ahead.
"Mm!"
