Chapter 497: Crimson Cloud Purple Fruit

ecoming a ball of flame!Let me know if you need anything else translated!The little bird spirit puppet inhaled the breath of the South Ming Flame, being assimilated by it. Now, the flames on the littl..., and appeared thin and weak. He hurried in, approaching the shop with seeming urgency. His eyes flickered with anxiety and unease, glancing back every so often.Finally, the young man gritted his teet...