Crack! Crack!
Sounds of chewing arose, which sounded like someone was munching on a radish.
Inside the flame space…
Tong Ruo was bewildered.
Gongshu Ban's desperate expression froze on his face, his eyes disbelieving. After hearing those noises, he couldn't help but turn his head.
There…
A lean figure was grabbing the immortal flame, biting on it.
As the Golden Lotus Demonic Flame got bitten, losing a corner, something looked like viscous flame oozed from it.
It was a little fierce, though.
Bu Fang raised his brows, looking at the flame in his hand as he smacked his lips.
Tong Ruo's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. "How could it be?! It's an immortal flame… It's not a big radish!"
The immortal flame was bitten off?
That fellow had such good teeth? Why didn't he burn into ashes?
